When Zhan Yan entered the palace, the civil and military officials of the court were waiting to congratulate the emperor, but they heard that the queen was missing.
"Zhan Yan! Are you playing games with me?" Dongfang Che was furious, and the civil and military officials in the court were so frightened that they fell silent.
Zhan Yan rubbed his eyes and looked distressed, "Game? What game? I don't have the heart to play games with the emperor. I just want to ask the emperor where he took my beloved daughter!"
"Bold!" Dongfang Che slapped the armrest of the dragon chair so hard that many officials dared not straighten their backs. However, Zhan Yan remained calm and composed, "My queen, I will not do anything again as soon as I let her go home."
I’ve never seen you before, and now you’re asking for someone from me?!”
"Your Majesty!" Zhan Yan suddenly sat down under the court, and all the civil and military officials were stunned!
"Zhan Yan! Get up! What are you looking like!" Dongfang Che didn't know what Zhan Yan was planning, nor did he know that he now thought he had several heads hanging on his neck, yet he was so bold as to make a fuss in front of the emperor!
"Your Majesty, you know! The old minister only has one daughter in his family, Meixiang! The emperor said that he would send Meixiang back to the house, but the old minister didn't see Meixiang at all! Today, the wedding team came to the house, and the old minister was even more confused! Your Majesty, please hurry up.
Return the beautiful fragrance to me! That is my lifeblood!"
After saying that, Zhan Yan slapped the ground with his thick palms, looking like he was crying.
Dongfang Che frowned and was silent for a while, looking at Zhan Yan suspiciously. However, he originally wanted to think carefully about whether there was any flaw in his words, but was distracted by Zhan Yan's thunderous cry.
"Why are you crying! I didn't even cry!" Dongfang Che held his forehead, not wanting to watch Zhan Yan, an old naughty boy, perform a crying scene again.
The civil and military officials of the entire dynasty looked at each other in disbelief. An emperor who had lost his queen, and an old minister who led thousands of troops and generals of the dynasty, actually cried with tears in their eyes in the main hall...
"Master Zhan... don't cry..."
"Master Zhan, get up quickly...before the emperor gets angry..."
"Master Zhan, there is nothing you can do if you cry here. Get up quickly and send someone to find your daughter..."
Seeing the emperor silently twisting his head to one side, the civil and military officials in the court could not stand still, so they all whispered to persuade Zhan Yan, but Zhan Yan still refused to do anything and sat on the ground crying bitterly.
No one knew that Zhan Yan's tears were real and not fake. But he was not crying about the loss of his daughter, but because he recalled how he had lost his beloved wife and made his daughter feel so wronged.
Although Zhan Yan is an old general of a generation who has seen many storms on the battlefield and said goodbye to many lives, he did not expect that his persistence and negligence would actually allow his beloved wife to disappear from his life at such a young age.
His daughter has been bedridden all year round and was almost poisoned by an adulterer. Even though he is a tough man, he still has a trace of tenderness in his heart. How could he let go of that love so easily.
Although Zhan Yan cried so funny in the court, no one could understand the extreme pain in his heart. Every time Zhan Yan recalled Zhan Meixiang, who was so sick that she had only one breath left, he tried his best to tear down the person who was caused by him.
When he was making the kite with his own hands, he wished that Zhan Meixiang was tearing apart his bones and let him bear all the guilt and pain.