Chapter 234: Chapter 177: I Want to Marry Prince Zhan

Sure enough, Chunyu Ya did not disappoint the Emperor, her slender jade finger suddenly pointed at Jun Moling, and she said coquettishly: “Aya wishes to marry Prince Zhan.”

As soon as these words came out, it was as if a huge rock had been thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples and waves.

The entire hall fell silent, and the originally lively atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

Xiao Chengyi, who had been sitting further back, heard these words and his previously dejected expression was suddenly invigorated.

He thought to himself: If Jun Moling were to marry, would Shen Ruoxi want to divorce him again?

If that’s the case, wouldn’t he have a chance again!

Thinking this way, he felt much more balanced inside, pondering that it’s no big deal for a man to have just one wife, she too would have to face it.

He truly wasn’t unforgivable, was he? He was full of hope, wishing that his desires might be fulfilled, and he could regain Shen Ruoxi.

Shen Ruoxi’s eyes flickered slightly, and she thought to herself: Chunyu Che, I was still pondering what your true intentions were in coming to our country! So this was your plan!

Such a deeply composed mind is really rare in the world.

He was very aware that the conflict at the heart of Dayi Country today was between her husband and the Emperor. Throughout history, power ministers and emperors have never coexisted peacefully.

Although her husband had already handed over his military command, his prestige remained, and there were far too many people in the court who supported him. His words were far more effective than that lifeless Commander’s Seal.

The possibility of Prince Quan marrying a foreign princess? This instantly pushed the conflict between the two to its peak, truly a brilliant tactic!

Once this Princess Aya was favored, and whispered beside Jun’s ear, the entire Dayi might indeed fall into crisis.

Even if it’s not that dire, the benefits Beichang could secure would certainly be countless.

All eyes turned towards Jun Moling and Shen Ruoxi.

But as the center of attention, Jun Moling casually picked up a prawn, elegantly peeled its shell, and then gently placed it to Shen Ruoxi’s lips.

“My lady, have some shrimp.”

Everyone had a look as if struck by lightning. A dignified prince personally peeled shrimp for his lady, this?

Under many watchful gazes, Shen Ruoxi naturally, without hesitation, ate the shrimp that Jun Moling handed to her lips.

“Thank you, my lord.”

Their intimate gestures, as if no one else were present, completely infuriated Chunyu Ya.

“Your Majesty, didn’t you say anyone could be chosen?” Chunyu Ya said coyly, her face full of unwillingness.

The Emperor gently coughed, as he was most delighted to see Jun Moling and Shen Ruoxi’s relationship being split apart.

Thus, the Emperor said to Jun Moling, “Prince Zhan, Princess Aya said she wishes to marry you, what do you have to say?”

Jun Moling looked indifferent, smiled slightly, and replied calmly: “Your Majesty, earlier in the Imperial Study Room, I already stated that everything about Prince Zhan’s Mansion is decided by Princess Consort Zhan, and this matter should be according to her wishes.”

The Emperor slightly pursed his lips, his expression complex, while everyone else was equally astounded by Prince Zhan’s words, displaying extraordinary expressions.

After all, historically, men have never listened to women, and the Prince’s actions really upended their understanding.

“Prince Zhan, you are a dignified prince, how can you listen to the words of a Princess Consort,” the Emperor said deliberately angry, his voice echoing throughout the hall.

The Emperor’s words received nods of agreement from the ministers.

Not to mention his noble status as a prince, even in ordinary households, women follow men.

Jun Moling just gave a faint smile, unhurriedly replied: “Your Majesty, have you perhaps forgotten?

Ruoxi is a consort through recruitment, and when I married her, the Empress Dowager specifically summoned me.

She said, the entire Dayi Country owed the Shen Family a son and must treat her well. Though I am Prince Zhan, I am also part of the Shen Family.”

The Emperor’s heart skipped a beat as his gaze turned to Shen Ruoxi.

He saw her slightly lower her eyes, seemingly lost in grief of losing her parents and family, a look that invoked pity.

The Emperor’s heart felt even more unsettled, momentarily speechless.

People are often like this, perhaps they’ve once forgotten, but once reminded, past events become vividly clear.

As a result, many faces showed sympathy for Shen Ruoxi.

The Emperor suppressed his heart’s discomfort, not out of malice, but because he honestly did not want to see them happy and fulfilled, intending to break them apart.

“Princess Consort Zhan, Princess Aya wants to marry the Prince Zhan, my words have been spoken, no one can change this, what is your thought?”

The Emperor passed this tricky question to Shen Ruoxi, his gaze carrying a hint of provocation and oppression.

Shen Ruoxi understood, the mighty Emperor failed several times to marry her, how could he be willing?

Such circumstances were indeed anticipated.

Shen Ruoxi slowly stood up, her posture graceful, her expression calm, “Your Majesty, may I ask Princess Aya a few questions?”

The Emperor nodded slightly, “Of course you may.”

Chunyu Ya also replied, “The Princess Consort may ask anything.”

Shen Ruoxi lightly nodded, looking directly at Chunyu Ya, “Princess Aya, since you address me as Princess Consort, you should know that Prince Zhan is already married, you seem to have chosen the wrong person!”

Chunyu Ya smiled slightly, her smile carrying a certain confidence and arrogance, “Princess Consort Zhan, Prince Zhan is a dragon that soars through the skies, how could his house only have one woman, I don’t mind serving the same man with you, sister.”

Her addressing Shen Ruoxi as sister clearly indicated she thought the matter was set.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall became oppressive again, and everyone’s eyes were on Shen Ruoxi, eager to know how she would respond.

“Princess Aya means that you, a dignified princess, are willing to be a concubine to the Prince? Getting up early every day to greet the Princess Consort?” Shen Ruoxi’s lips curled into a smile, slightly mocking.

Chunyu Ya’s expression changed slightly but quickly raised her chin, retorting, “Princess Consort Zhan, I seek a position as an equal wife, as a dignified princess, standing on equal footing with you, doesn’t this bring you disgrace?”

She raised her head arrogantly, her eyes full of provocation and disdain.

Xiao Chengyi was extremely excited at the moment, his eyes full of expectation, tightly locked onto Shen Ruoxi, eagerly wanting to know how she would respond.

However, before Shen Ruoxi could speak, Jun Moling suddenly stood up.

His eyes were filled with cold indifference, his voice as solemn as a cold bell: “Princess Aya should give up on this notion sooner rather than later!

What the Emperor said about anyone doesn’t include me.

I swore before the soul of the Loyalty Marquis, I will only marry Ruoxi in this life, and if I break the vow, may I be struck by lightning.”

Before Jun Moling finished speaking, Shen Ruoxi even had no time to cover his mouth, and he had already spoken irreversibly.

All present were shocked into a stupor by this sudden scene, knowing that with such public declaration, there was only one possibility, which was that he certainly would not violate the oath.

Xiao Chengyi was dumbfounded, feeling as though Jun Moling had slapped him hard in the face.

Indeed, he had promised Shen Ruoxi’s mother never to take a concubine, but now he was experiencing karma, having even lost his own wife.

However, Jun Moling’s decisiveness really took Xiao Chengyi by surprise.

Yet, Xiao Chengyi thought to himself, men, over time, inevitably grow tired and seek new things.

Jun Moling’s firm words now might not be maintained forever.

At this moment, even the Emperor furrowed his brow, lightly calling out: “Prince Zhan.”

Jun Moling stared at the Emperor, his expression firm, “Your Majesty, I too bear the surname Jun, and my ancestors can all attest to this, I will certainly not break my vow.”

His powerful words had been announced in front of everyone, and the Emperor also found it difficult to say anything further.

After all, such a solemn vow, who would dare to easily break it?

The Emperor, helpless, had no choice but to turn to Princess Aya and say: “Princess Aya, would you please have a look at others, I still have brothers, and there is no shortage of other titled princes, and even among noble young masters there are outstanding ones, why don’t you choose one from among them?”

Chunyu Che was also caught off guard by how decisively Jun Moling severed his path back, and was racking his brain for a countermeasure.

His sister, however, merely smiled nonchalantly, full of confidence, and said: “Your Highness, that is because you have not yet seen Aya’s appearance, once you see, surely you will not speak the same again!”

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