Chapter 140 Imperial Edict

Chapter 140 Imperial Edict

The Emperor's face darkened, the bamboo stick in his hand pressed against his palm, and his tone became more serious, "Princess Jing, I'll say it again, choose another one."

Shen Nanzi sensed something amiss; the Emperor was determined not to give it to her.

Since we can't fight for our brother, let's fight for Xie Yu!

They were weak, and if they were to be defeated, they would save as many as they could, so they shamelessly asked for the money again.

"Your subject wishes to request the imperial edict and iron certificate for the Sixth Prince!"

The emperor's initially displeased expression turned slightly surprised.

I thought she was pleading for Grand Commandant Shen, but I was wrong.

"The imperial edict was granted to high-ranking officials; there has never been a precedent of granting it to a prince."

Upon hearing this, Shen Nanzi thought there was hope. "Precedents can be broken, Father. I feel ashamed of my sixth brother because of what happened last time."

"Besides being granted separation, I have no other wish. Now that my first wish has been denied, I have this one left."

She didn't want Xie Yu to die. If there was a certificate of merit, at least his life could be saved, allowing him to live as a carefree prince for the rest of his life.

"Your Majesty, I humbly request that you make an exception this time."

Shen Nanzi lowered her head, clasped her hands in front of her forehead, and looked at the rushing stream.

The emperor held the bamboo pole in his hand again, deep in thought.

Behind the bamboo grove not far away, a figure in crimson purple stood, his face as cold as frost and snow.

"Since you insist on ending this guilt, I'll make an exception for you this time."

Shen Nanzi was overjoyed: "Thank you for your great kindness, Father. You can just bestow it on my sixth brother directly, without mentioning me."

The Emperor chuckled: "You are truly ignorant, do you think this is a gift given casually? The court must record it in detail and archive it in the ancestral temple."

Shen Nanzi knew perfectly well that the Emperor could scold her if he wanted, and that getting the item was truly an accident.

"Then I will not disturb Your Majesty's peace any longer. I will take my leave."

"Go!" The emperor waved his hand, his intention to drive them away clear.

Shen Nanzi didn't want to stay any longer. She raised her eyes and glanced at the Emperor. It seemed like only a few days had passed, but the Emperor had become even thinner.

Her cheeks were sunken, and her body was so thin that a gust of wind could blow her over.

Was it her imagination? She could faintly smell a putrid odor; could it be the legendary aura of death?

Shen Nanzi didn't see Xie Chengze along the way, so she walked deeper into the woods.

She knew that passing through there would lead to the Abandoned Palace. Did Cheng'er, being playful, run off there?

She then stepped on the bamboo leaves and went inside.

The bamboo grove wasn't very deep; one could still vaguely see the front courtyard of the Abandoned Hall.

The next moment, they were pulled into the bamboo forest.

Qinghe was startled and prepared to make a move, but upon seeing the purplish-red figure, she had no choice but to give up and remain where she was.

Shen Nanzi was being pulled along. At first, she thought of calling out to Qinghe, but all she could smell was that familiar ambergris.

I looked up and was plunged into a deep pool.

He gave her a strong hug, and Shen Nanzi's light and delicate body was carried into the deepest part of the bamboo forest.

He pinned her against a bamboo stalk as thick as an arm, his breathing frighteningly heavy.

There was no gap between them, and Shen Nanzi could clearly feel his anger.

Like a raging wildfire, it was more intense than any other wildfire in recent years.

She felt a suffocating sense of impending death, struggling to break free from his hold, "Let go! Xie Yan?"

Her resistance was so weak and laughable that before her hands could even strike him, he had her hands pinned behind the bamboo pole.

His wrists were like iron clamps, binding her hands together and rendering her unable to move.

He pressed his body against her forcefully, stopping her from struggling.

Shen Nanzi sensed his anger, anger that had nowhere to go.

He lowered his head and spoke fiercely in her ear, his voice low, hoarse, and distorted, "Shen Nanzi, do you love him that much?"

"He pleaded with the Emperor again and again, first asking for a divorce, and now that that failed, he's asking for a pardon!"

Shen Nanzi could not see his expression, but she could hear his voice.

His voice was laced with a sneer, "Shen Nanzi, you can't be unaware that those get-out-of-jail-free cards record the cause and effect, can you?"

"The whole world will know about your request for a pardon for Xie Yu, including your descendants. Perhaps even thousands of years from now, someone will take it out and look at it."

"How much speculation will this spark if the Empress Dowager's sister-in-law requests an imperial edict for the Emperor's uncle?"

His voice burned with intensity as he demanded:

"Shen Nanzi, you really know how to love someone!"

Do you know how a man would feel if he knew you pleaded for his life?

Shen Nanzi had no idea what Xie Yu would think. Her thoughts were very simple: if her brother couldn't get one, she would get one for Xie Yu.

The Emperor is a selfish man, and he also has some favoritism towards Xie Yu. It was because of this that she dared to change her mind.

As Shen Nanzi pondered, Xie Yan said bitterly, "He would be overjoyed, he would repay with his life, and he would take kindness for affection."

Shen Nanzi was startled... but she still firmly believed that they would always be good friends.

She's not an unmarried young woman; her child is already seven years old. It's impossible for her to believe it.

"Shen Nanzi! Shen Nanzi?" Xie Yan's cheek was pressed against hers, his tone fierce and icy, "Do you still remember who your man is?"

Shen Nanzi felt that Xie Yan might have gone a little crazy. His tone was completely out of control, like an angry beast.

This time, we are in the Hele Palace, and Cheng'er is probably nearby. Shen Nanzi doesn't want things to get out of control.

So, stubbornly, he said in a calm tone, "Xie Yan, we are estranged and like strangers."

“I was a cunning woman who used my brother’s achievements to climb the social ladder, and I have finally received my retribution.”

"Now we are all pursuing our own futures and going our separate ways."

"What I do for others, or what you do for others, are decisions made under different choices."

Why make such a fuss and create an ugly scene?

"We are men and women, and our strengths are vastly different. Please let go and give each other some face."

Her calmness caused Xie Yan's eyes to suddenly turn cold, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured onto red-hot wrought iron.

The smoke hissed and emitted an unpleasant odor, much like the relationship between them.

Her heart had long since moved on to another man.

He should have seen through it when she shielded him from the arrow.

But he turned a blind eye, as if knowingly falling into an abyss, yet stubbornly refusing to pull himself back, watching helplessly as he slowly plummeted into the abyss.

Now that I've fallen, it hurts!

What's the point of questioning her?

She was the most innocent! He had treated her like an enemy and hurt her for eight years.

He suppressed the jealousy and regret in his chest, released her hands, and embraced her in his arms.

Holding her soft body, his heart instantly melted into a pool of clear water.

"Shall we join hands?"

His tone was as fiery as the scorching sun, as if it wanted to melt people.

Shen Nanzi didn't understand what he meant, but she felt that his arm was very heavy, as if he wanted to knead her into his body.

"I won't kill you. I will protect you, Cheng'er, and your brother's family."