HLnovel Chapter 116 The Truth About Marrying a Wife
Chapter 116 The Truth About Marrying a Wife
"Nothing, dead end."
Lu Mingyang hurriedly pushed his elder sister away. But her pale face and cold hands made him suspicious.
After exiting the tunnel, Lu Mingyuan said to Qin Xin and Yang Nian'er who followed him, "You two go out first and close the temple gate."
This is disbelief, you have to ask yourself?
Lu Mingyang's legs went weak and he slid down against the stone statue.
"Second sister, what's wrong with you?" Yang Nian'er hurried to help Lu Mingyang. Lu Mingyang shook his head and said weakly, "Nian'er, get out!"
"Oh!" Why did my second sister listen so much to the words of the Lady of Zhongxin? Is there anything she doesn't know? Yang Nian'er felt uncomfortable, but she still followed Qin Xin out.
Placing the lantern on the ground, Lu Mingyuan knelt on one knee and looked directly into his sister's apprehensive eyes. "The end of the tunnel is a deep, serene pool of clear water, right?"
There is the sound of water inside, and a deep pool of clear water is in the center of the water.
Lu Mingyang was stunned and shook his head hurriedly: "Elder sister, don't let your imagination run wild."
Lu Mingyuan ignored his sister's words and continued to speculate: "So what if it leads to the deep blue water pool? Why are you so scared?"
"Because you think it was dug by King Ningyuan."
"Why would he, a dying man, risk digging a tunnel? Unless he's faking his illness."
"Why would Prince Ningyuan pretend to be sick, unless he wants to seize the world!"
Every word from her elder sister touched the deepest fear in Lu Mingyang's heart. Suddenly, she threw herself into Lu Mingyuan's arms and burst into tears: "Eldest sister, I regret this. I don't want to marry him anymore."
Lu Mingyuan hugged his sister tightly and sighed helplessly, "We were the ones who plotted against him. Who can we blame? We can only blame fate."
"No, no!" Lu Mingyang raised his head and choked up, "Before, I always thought I was the one who schemed against him. But now I know that he was the one who schemed against me step by step, forcing me to marry him."
She had originally thought that she would become the princess of a wealthy and idle prince, live a noble life for a few years, and if she was lucky, give birth to another son. In the future, she would become the prince's mother, and she would not be at a loss if he died.
But now, she will be involved in the most brutal struggle in the world, the struggle for succession.
If you are not careful, your body will be shattered into pieces.
Lu Mingyuan was shocked: "Is there any evidence?"
Just from a tunnel with no end in sight, the elder sister could guess so much. Lu Mingyang was worried that the elder sister would no longer allow Leng Lingfeng to treat her illness, so he lied, "It was he who told me the idea of escaping the marriage and marrying off, pretending to be a young monk here."
When all the premises are broken, all actions need a reasonable explanation. Lu Mingyang said anxiously, "Eldest sister, I'm so scared. What do you think I have that would make him want to marry me?"
Lu Mingyuan froze, muttering, "Didn't Prince Ningyuan go to Yingchuan? I heard he personally asked the emperor for this assignment, and it wasn't an easy one. It shows he has you in his heart."
"Even if he likes me now, what about then? He only saw me once in the Imperial Garden, so why would he be willing to offend His Majesty to save me?"
Thinking of Chu Mingzheng's capricious touches and avoidances, Lu Mingyang covered the lips he had kissed, fear in her eyes: "Eldest sister, I feel like he's pretending to like me."
Otherwise, why would he always tease her intentionally or unintentionally, but always push her away when she gets close to him?
"Why, why?"
Lu Mingyang clutched his head, nearly collapsing. Lu Mingyuan grabbed his sister's wrist, his gaze fixed on the dark tunnel.
"Yang'er, let me tell you why he married you. If King Ningyuan was dying, there would be no point for him to marry you. But if he wasn't sick..."
Lu Mingyuan looked at his sister, his eyes flashing with anger and worry. "Three-quarters of the military power in the court is in the hands of my father. Although my father is gone, the morale of the army remains."
Lu Mingyang raised his eyes, a nameless anger rising: "You mean, Prince Ningyuan wants to use me to win over my father's influence in the army."
Lu Mingyuan nodded. "Three-tenths of the world's military morale lies in my father's hands, and three-tenths in the hands of Prince Ningyuan. If he can get help from my father Yu Ying, he will have an absolute advantage in the army."
Lu Mingyang's teeth chattered. "The Emperor is determined to make Prince Guang'an the Crown Prince. How could he have the chance, unless there's a coup?"
"Yes!" Lu Mingyuan said, "If the coup succeeds, as long as the army is stable, he can maintain his throne as emperor. If the coup fails, he can simply escape the capital and have the leverage to challenge the imperial court."
Lu Mingyang asked, "Eldest sister, do you think he has a chance?"
Lu Mingyuan glared at him and said angrily, "Not even if I had the chance! My father was upright all his life, and all he thought and planned was for the country and the people. His subordinates and generals were all loyal and righteous men. How could they be used by him to do such a sinister thing? If my father knew about this, how could he rest in peace?"
"But..." Lu Mingyang reminded doubtfully, "All the male members of my Chengyang Marquisate were killed by Concubine Song's conspiracy. Is my elder sister willing to watch her son ascend the throne?"
Silence, a long silence.
Lu Mingyuan said coldly: "You want to be the queen?"
The sound is not loud, but it is very intimidating.
"No, no." Lu Mingyang waved his hands hastily, afraid that his elder sister wouldn't believe him, and added, "He hates me so much that even if he were to take the throne, he wouldn't make me his empress."
"That's good!" Lu Mingyuan gradually recovered and stroked his sister's hair. "Fortunately, His Majesty has decreed that he be adopted by my father's descendants and inherit the title of Marquis of Chengyang. This way, it won't be so easy for him to win over my father's generals."
"Why?" Lu Mingyang was a little confused.
Lu Mingyuan said, "They were all my father's generals. When my father died, they lost their leader and naturally needed to find a new master. Although Concubine Song could win them over, after all, everyone has different ideas and it would be difficult to achieve anything. But with you, it's different. You are my father's daughter, the thread that connects them. As long as Prince Ningyuan has the ability, he can make them loyal. But now that my father has a son, they will have differences."
"It would be even more interesting if he were loyal to Concubine Song."
Lu Mingyang understood and couldn't help but wonder, if this was Chu Mingzheng's intention, what about Song Wei? Could it be that just because he was monitoring Chu Mingzheng, he would condescend to him and put on such a show in front of him?
"Yes! Whether it's Concubine Song or Prince Ningyuan, we can't let my father's generals be used by them." Lu Mingyuan held his sister's hand tightly, like a panicked little girl, "Yang'er, what should I do?"
She covered her chest, breathing rapidly, and her face was frighteningly pale.
"Elder sister, elder sister..." Lu Mingyang hurriedly helped his elder sister sit down and helped her calm down.
Thinking of Leng Lingfeng's words, she was worried about her elder sister's health, and hurriedly said, "Elder sister, you forgot! We agreed that we would find a way for you to inherit the title. When the time comes, you will have the final say. I have thought of a way, really."