Abandoned Wife? Her Starlight Shall Blind You!-Chapter 243 - 186: Planning a Special Gift

Chunyu Che quietly gazed at Ruoxi, nodded, smiled slightly, and finally revealed the secret buried in his heart.

"Princess Consort Zhan, let me speak frankly.

To be honest, back then, I truly didn’t know you had married Prince Zhan.

If I had known about this earlier, I might have planned differently.

But since we’ve come this far, I must firmly achieve my goal.

I betrothed my sister to Jun Moling, hoping he could ascend the throne.

I can’t trust your Emperor; the only one I trust wholeheartedly to maintain peace is Prince Zhan.

That’s why I resorted to this desperate measure.

Now, the situation between the two countries is as it is; Prince Zhan’s military power has been stripped away, and the conflict between them already exists.

As wise as you are, can you not see the irreconcilable conflict between them?

Moreover, I’ve heard that your Emperor is still infatuated with you.

Do you think they won’t ultimately come to blows?

In fact, when I heard your Emperor titled you Marquis, with the title to be inherited perpetually.

I even prepared a special gift for you because of this.

But I didn’t expect you to marry, so I can only temporarily hold off on giving this gift."

Ruoxi had no interest in his so-called gift, only feeling shocked by his frank words.

She felt this was Chunyu Che’s true purpose.

His scheming for the people of Beichang Country was understandable.

But staging such a show was indeed discomfiting.

Her eyes were as cold and clear as water, her expression indifferent, as she slowly said, "Our Emperor of Dayi is not as you think. He has always ruled the world with benevolence, and that is beyond doubt.

Rest assured! Even if there is indeed a conflict between my husband and the Emperor, theoretically speaking, even if they come to a life-and-death struggle, it will never affect your Beichang Country. You are worrying too much."

Chunyu Che stubbornly shook his head, "But I don’t trust him, Princess Consort Zhan. Our two countries have been at war for many years, only those who’ve personally experienced war truly understand how precious peace is.

He may harbor benevolence now, but what about a few years later? What if some treacherous person whispers slander in his ear?

My purpose is very clear, which is to secure long-lasting peace for Beichang Country."

Hearing this, Ruoxi coldly replied, "As you’ve seen, my husband’s deep affection for me.

If your sister goes to Prince Mansion, it’s a dead end for her. It’s better for you to dispel that notion early. As for peace, no one can predict future events.

As long as you don’t provoke trouble first, and focus on building your nation, that is more important than any conspiracy."

Chunyu Che stared intensely at Ruoxi and said bluntly, "Princess Consort Zhan, I’m a man, and I understand men best; no matter how beautiful you are, the flowers at home will eventually become boring—who doesn’t like something new?

If the Prince’s affection for you is as strong as metal and stone, then Aya wouldn’t have any chance even if she entered Prince Mansion; what are you afraid of?"

Ruoxi heard this and just laughed softly, her laughter tinged with self-mockery, yet with a touch of certainty. "Do you think a man reaching the age of twenty-five without a single woman by his side, do you think that’s normal?"

Chunyu Che slightly frowned, feeling intrigued, waiting for her to continue.

Ruoxi’s gaze was steadfast as she continued, "Why did he risk so much to kill you, having killed your stand-in, obviously believing he killed you, why did he go back?"

Chunyu Che naturally knew of this matter, but he couldn’t understand the reason behind it, so he asked, "Why?"

A soft and certain smile appeared on Ruoxi’s face, "Because when he killed you, he lost something I gave him, so he went back to find it, almost dying under your hail of arrows, but he insisted on finding it before leaving.

Just based on this deep affection, you should know why he reached twenty-five without a single woman beside him! What does your sister have to compete with me?

If I were in danger, he would never let anything happen to me, even at the cost of his life; your sister wouldn’t even be able to catch a corner of my husband’s clothes if she joined the Prince Mansion.

If, as you said, men love new and tire of the old, by the time he tires of me, Princess Aya is a few years younger than me; if I grow old and haggard, will she still be vibrant?

Actually, I’m advising you for Princess Aya’s own good."

Chunyu Che fell silent, having indeed not realized the depth of affection between Jun Moling and Ruoxi.

Ruoxi stood up, her expression solemn, warning, "Since you’ve stated your intentions, I’ve given you advice; whether to heed it is up to you.

Also, don’t provoke the Shen Family, or I truly don’t know what I might do.

Moreover, I must tell you, my two sisters-in-law will not let you go, you better let Senior Gu follow you closely.

Finally, I said, if anything happens to them, I will risk my life to keep your head in our country."

She was really blunt and straightforward.

Chunyu Che couldn’t help but laugh bitterly, "Princess Consort Zhan means that if your two sisters-in-law try to kill me, I can’t fight back, is that it?"

Shen Ruoxi replied without hesitation, "They can’t kill you."

Having said that, she stopped no longer, her posture resolute as she turned and left.

Chunyu Che pondered.

Originally, he indeed planned to plot against Jun Moling during the Royal Family’s autumn hunt, but now after hearing what Shen Ruoxi said, he felt his plan might be useless.

Jun Moling has now won the woman he longed for, at least for this period, no other woman can come between them.

His sister entering Prince Zhan’s Mansion is also cannon fodder, so he should probe one last time.

Suddenly, the sound of a howling wind came by his ears, followed by the sharp sound of a blade slicing through the air.

Shen Ruoxi’s delicate body shuddered, she instinctively turned, letting out a sharp cry.

At this moment, Chunyu Che’s deep laughter came, "Princess Consort Zhan, don’t be nervous. I just wanted to see how much Prince Zhan cares about you."

However, before he could finish his words, the door was abruptly pushed open, and a figure flashed like a ghost. The blade in Jun Moling’s hand, carrying a piercing chill, delivered a deadly strike.

Chunyu Che was suddenly covered in cold sweat.

Before Shen Ruoxi could explain that it was a misunderstanding, the elderly man’s scabbard had already blocked Jun Moling’s lethal attack.

He sheathed the treasure sword and immediately held Shen Ruoxi tightly, asking with concern, "Darling, are you alright?"

Shen Ruoxi gently nodded. Then she said coldly to Chunyu Che, "Chunyu Che, are you satisfied?"

Chunyu Che just smiled faintly, "Indeed I am satisfied. I take back my thought of letting my sister go to Prince Zhan’s Mansion.

However, Prince Zhan, you still need to be careful. If you don’t treat your Princess Consort well, I will send the special gift I brought for Princess Consort Zhan anytime."

Shen Ruoxi was taken aback. When he mentioned it just now, she didn’t pay attention. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Now thinking about it carefully, he mentioned retrieving the special gift meant for her wedding, what exactly could it be?

Jun Moling, holding Shen Ruoxi, looked stern, "Chunyu Che, who covets your gift? There is nothing we don’t have in Prince Zhan’s Mansion. What exactly did you want to do just now?"

Chunyu Che bowed to Jun Moling, "I just wanted to see how much Prince Zhan cares about Princess Consort Zhan.

Now I understand, Aya won’t enter your mansion. However, the special gift I have for Princess Consort Zhan is something your mansion definitely doesn’t have."

Jun Moling gave him a cold glance and said, "Darling, let’s go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sword Shadow Residual Wind suddenly spoke, "Young man, your martial arts skills actually surpass this young girl! Who is your master?"

"Just an ordinary martial arts master, not worth mentioning. I take my leave." With that, Jun Moling took Shen Ruoxi’s hand and left.

Chunyu Che watched their departing figures, a tinge of envy in his heart, wondering where his destined woman was?

Back when he was in the Cold Palace, nobody cared, everyone feared bringing bad luck upon themselves.

Now, being Emperor, all the unmarried ladies of noble families come eagerly, tirelessly.

But who comes for him, Chunyu Che? Everyone comes for his Emperor status, it is pitiful.

"Prince Zhan, I hope you never receive the special gift I sent for Princess Consort Zhan."

Shen Ruoxi frowned, special gift? What exactly is it?

Jun Moling had already walked out of the front hall, and upon hearing it, he sneered, "You won’t get any chance."

With that, he took Shen Ruoxi’s hand and walked away.

"This young lad and that little girl are both geniuses, the young lad even more so, his talent is truly rare, impressive indeed!" Sword Shadow Residual Wind was full of admiration.

Chunyu Che helplessly shook his head, obviously protecting himself yet still able to twist the sword’s head. He said, "Senior, you’d better rest!"

"Your Majesty, you should also rest early." The old man turned and left after speaking.

Jun Moling, holding Shen Ruoxi’s hand, passed through the courtyard of the relay station when suddenly over a dozen shadows appeared from the darkness, closing in on them.