The new emperor just realized that the peach blossom disaster he avoided seven years ago was actually with Yuanyuan.
He’s furious. He could have t Yuanyuan seven years earlier, but Shen Wu intervened, delaying it by seven years!
Now, he actually dares to advise not to make her the Empress. This is simply outrageous.
With new and old grudges combined, the new emperor smiled slightly, with a hint of amusent, and said:
"Shen Wu, over these years, I see you’re looking younger and younger. It’s good to be young, competent. And you’ve been very dedicated in assisting .
How about this, after Yuanyuan and I have a Crown Prince, I grant you the honor of assisting my Crown Prince. When he ascends the throne, have him confer upon you the title of State Preceptor. This way, you’d be the only one in this dynasty to assist two Crown Princes and have experienced three eras.
This kind of honor and dignity isn’t sothing anyone gets. Don’t get too emotional, I know you’re grateful, but I’m granting you this favor out of recognition for your loyalty and reverence towards .
I already told you, don’t get emotional. I know you’re very happy. Alright, that’s enough, you can leave now. I have a lot of matters to deal with, I don’t need you to attend to them here. Off you go, out."
The Crown Prince waved his hand with a smile, and Shen Wu, holding back tears, left the Imperial Study, looking back three tis with each step.
He just knew it; none of the Chu Family can be relied upon!
Oh, his dream of being State Preceptor, when will it be realized...
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After the Empress gave birth to the Crown Prince, four years later, she had another prince. This prince was quite a problem child; once he beca aware of things, he needed to ask about everything.
"Mother, why is my brother my brother, and I am the younger brother?"
"Because your brother was born before you, so he is the elder brother and you are the younger." The Empress lovingly answered him.
"Then why couldn’t I have been born first?"
"Well..." The Empress thought for a mont, blushing slightly: "Because your brother ran faster than you."
The little one seed half-comprehending: "Oh, so it’s because brother ran fast, he was born before , right?"
"...Haha, yes, that’s how it is."
His eyes rolled around, and he happily said, "Mother, Mother. I want to race brother again. This ti, I’m going to run faster than him, I want to be born before him. So he has to call brother, what do you think?"
The Empress (sweating profusely): "..."
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