The news that Lu Wushuang was taken away by Ye Zhen soon reached Zhao Yong's ears. The person who told him about it was the First Princess, Zhao Rao.
"Father, what the hell is going on? The Heavenly Consort of Yuan has not yet sat on the Dragon Throne. Does she want to become enemies with our Qi Kingdom? " Zhao Rao frowned. Today at the temple fair, she saw Lu Yaoyao take Lu Wushuang away with her own eyes. She wanted to go forward and stop her, but she was stopped by Cheng Zheng. Cheng Zheng also said that she had to talk to her father first. Lu Yaoyao was a smart person, and it was impossible for her to take Lu Wushuang away for no reason.
So, she came to ask her father.
Zhao Yong glanced at his daughter and turned his eyes to Cheng Zheng, who nodded gently at him.
"Tomorrow, I will go to the palace to ask the Heavenly Consort." Zhao Yong said lightly, "Don't interfere in this matter."
"Father …" Zhao Rao looked at him in confusion. Why was he not surprised when he heard about this? It was as if he had known this would happen. Although Lu Wushuang was sinister and despicable, she was still the Imperial Consort of Qi. If she was really taken away by Lu Yaoyao, it would be her father who would lose face.
Zhao Yong said, "Lu Wushuang is Lu Yaoyao's cousin. Even if there is any grievance between the two sisters, it is their business. I will ask them tomorrow."
Since her father had said so, she seemed to have nothing to say.
"Then, I will go back first." Zhao Rao bowed and retreated with her head lowered.
Only Zhao Yong and Cheng Zheng were left in the room.
"Your Majesty, Lu Wushuang was discovered today because she followed Mo Rongzhan." Cheng Zheng wasn't sure what Zhao Yong wanted to do, but he knew that for Zhao Rao and Lu Wushuang to come to the capital, Zhao Yong didn't just want to attend the Yuan Nation's Founding Ceremony.
Zhao Yong looked at Cheng Zheng, "I just asked Wushuang to come. What are you doing here?"
"I am curious. I want to know what the Heavenly Consort looks like." Cheng Zheng said calmly.
"Is that so?" Zhao Yong raised his eyebrows, "I thought you only loved war in your life and had never even touched a woman."
Cheng Zheng expressionlessly looked at Zhao Yong, "Your Majesty, this subject does not need too many women, one is enough."
Zhao Yong looked at him deeply. "You seem to be spending a lot of time with Wen 'er recently. I thought you wouldn't want to be too close to my children."
"I indeed don't want to." Cheng Zheng said calmly, "After a few years, when the State of Qi no longer needs this official, this official will return to the fields and will no longer live in the imperial capital."
For the past two years, Zhao Yong had not allowed him to lead troops at the borders. He knew very well that Zhao Yong did not want him to have military power. He was worried that he would have too many troops and become a threat to the future Crown Prince.
A year ago, Cheng Zheng still felt suspicious. In his opinion, Zhao Yong was not the kind of person who would be suspicious of his ministers. Otherwise, he would not have been so at ease with him at the border for so many years. At first, he thought that someone was secretly slandering him, but later he realized that was not the case. It was Zhao Yong who had a problem.
Zhao Yong had never doubted his men, and it wasn't a coincidence that he would suddenly act this way. Since there was no one suspicious around him, it could only mean that … he was prepared to appoint the heir apparent.
Suppressing Cheng Zheng and leaving Cheng Zheng's reward to the new Emperor, it meant that Cheng Zheng should be grateful to the new Emperor.
The rumors in the capital didn't stop. The Emperor was ill and had aged very quickly in the past two years. Sometimes, when he went to the morning court, he would show a painful expression on his face. Therefore, although no one said it clearly, they all knew that the Emperor was ill.
"Do you want to retire?" Zhao Yong smiled faintly.
"If Your Majesty doesn't need this official …" Cheng Zheng said.
Zhao Yong interrupted him, "I don't need it, but someone else will. I am going to give Lu Wushuang to Lu Yaoyao. The rumors in the capital are not wrong. I am sick, and it is not light. You know what kind of people my two sons are. Before I make arrangements for my funeral, I cannot die. In this world, even Duanmu Xiu can't cure my illness. I can only look for Lu Yaoyao. Since Lu Yaoyao wants Lu Wushuang, I will give it to her."
Cheng Zheng looked at him in surprise. He probably did not expect that Zhao Yong would talk to him so bluntly about his illness. "Your Majesty, this official didn't hear anything."
"Hmph." Zhao Yong knew that Cheng Zheng didn't want to get involved in the affairs between the two princes, but he was now close to Zhao Rao. Even if he didn't want to intervene, others wouldn't think so.
"I know you are not Rong 'er's biological uncle." Zhao Yong said lightly, "But others don't think so. You don't have such a deep sibling relationship with Zhao Rao's mother. If you want to help Rong 'er, think carefully first."
Cheng Zheng's dark eyes sank slightly. "Even so, it doesn't affect this official taking care of Rong 'er."
Zhao Yong said coldly, "Then who do you think is suitable to be Rong 'er's son-in-law?"
"…" Cheng Zheng looked at Zhao Yong expressionlessly. He didn't think anyone in the imperial capital was worthy of Zhao Rao.
"I warn you, when I am alive, don't go beyond your duty." Zhao Yong stared at Cheng Zheng coldly.
Cheng Zheng looked at him. "This official will remember Your Majesty's words."
"Leave. Don't let Rong 'er be too conspicuous in the imperial capital. Let her see what kind of person Lu Yaoyao is. Don't let her interfere in Lu Wushuang's affairs." Zhao Yong waved his hand. His head was already throbbing with pain. He knew that it was about to happen.
Cheng Zheng bowed slightly and retreated with his head lowered.
Outside the door, he saw Zhao Rao still waiting for him. The frost in Cheng Zheng's eyes gradually melted. Although there wasn't much change, his cold aura was different. "What are you still doing here?"
As soon as Zhao Rao saw him, he immediately walked over. "Uncle, what did Imperial Father say to you? He … he can't be fantasizing about the Heavenly Consort, right? "
What nonsense is this? Cheng Zheng held Zhao Rao's arm and walked further away. "His Majesty is not as desperate as you think."
"What desperate? It's not like you haven't seen what Lu Yaoyao looks like. How many men in the world are fascinated by her? The Jin Emperor neglected the entire imperial harem because of her, not to mention that she has so many people around her. You know best what kind of person my Imperial Father is. Maybe … that's really the case." Zhao Rao frowned. She didn't care much about Zhao Yong's flirtatious nature. Anyway, as a daughter, she couldn't say much. But now that the woman was Lu Yaoyao, things were different.
"Even if His Majesty has that intention, now is not the time." Cheng Zheng didn't tell Zhao Rao that Zhao Yong was here to cure his illness.
Zhao Rao looked at him suspiciously. "Uncle, you saw Lu Yaoyao today. What do you think of her?"
She felt that Lu Yaoyao was simply not human. She was a little worried that even her uncle had been charmed by her.
"Don't think too much." Although Lu Yaoyao was beautiful, not every man would fall for her.
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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)
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