In the seventh year of the Reign of Shunzong, many things that people delighted in talking about happened.
Most interestingly, the youngest Emperor Emeritus of the Great Yan Kingdom abruptly announced to get married.
The news almost surprised everyone in the kingdom. No one expected that the love-struck Sacred Emperor would marry another woman with great fanfare after Empress Xiaolie passed away.
And the most interesting thing was that the woman about to be the youngest Empress Emeritus was a country girl without any background.
Whatever others thought about that, the palace was beaming with lights and colors.
As for the news that the little emperor went missing in the ceremony, it was suppressed by Zhao Yuchen deliberately.
Luckily, six years old as the little emperor was, he thought of many ways to escape when he was kept in captivity by his uncle.
At last he suddenly remembered the sachet his future mother gave him, on the bottom of which hid psychedelic powder that instantly made people in a coma.
Thanks to it, the little emperor got out of his uncle’s control and was rescued by his father’s troop.
The greatest happiness for the little emperor was that he overheard the conversation among his father, uncle and future mother, and accidentally learned Bai Qingqing, his future mother, was reincarnated by his mother Suo Ruoqing who had passed away six years ago.
It greatly delighted him.
He liked Bai Qingqing, and now she became his own mother, which brought him great happiness.
They prepared for the happy occasion on a grand scale soon after arriving at the palace.
As for the culprit causing the trouble, Zhao Yuting wasn’t given death sentence by his brother.
What Zhao Yuchen said was: I won’t kill you, not because you’re my brother, but I want to tell you in this way that you’re always my defeated opponent. If one day you’re strong enough to defeat me, your revenge is always welcome.
Until this moment, Zhao Yuting realized he lost thoroughly.
When they were having a wedding banquet in the palace, the loser, Zhao Yuting got on the boat back to Fengyang, with a broken heart, left the capital, the sad place.
At the dark night, watching the colorful fireworks blooming in the sky of the palace, he knew there would never be a standing place for him to stay in the capital city.
The boat moved ahead slowly, he stood in the stern with his hands clasping behind his back, coldly stared at the bustle in the distance and said in heart: Ruoqing, you’re wrong. I have treated you as the most important part of my life long ago, but I failed to keep your heart because I’m so confident in my charm.
I always thought you could only be my wife this life.
It never occurred to me that being a rake, inconsiderate and conceited finally drove you leave me.
Given another chance, I swear I would make up all the mistakes that hurt you.
Ruoqing, I wish you happiness.