For Chen Xu, her daughter's happiness should not be like this. Even if she marries Li Xingchen, she does not need to consider these things at all.
The married daughter throws away the water. After Lechang married Li Xingchen, she became a member of the Li family. As for Da Chen and the court, it stands to reason that she no longer has much contact with her. But she is the princess of Da Chen.
, is the smartest, most considerate but also the most stubborn among Chen Xu's daughters. However, that man is one of the biggest threats to Chen Xu in the future, so the love between them is destined to never be dull and harmonious.
Full of joy.
But if you want to choose a suitable person to complete Chen Xu's task of appeasing Li Xinchen, Lechang is the most suitable choice no matter where you consider it.
Although Chen Xu was very reluctant, he had no other choice.
After a long time, Lechang lowered his head and his voice became gentle without any fluctuation: "As Princess Chen, my daughter has been prepared for a long time. Please rest assured, father, even if the decree is issued, as long as my son and minister are still alive, I will do it."
Do your best to preserve my Da Chen bloodline."
Chen Xu sighed lowly and waved his hand: "Le'er, please step back first."
Lechang stood up, bowed his hands respectfully, and stepped back slowly.
Chen Xu looked at Lechang's retreating figure, grabbed the quilt tightly with both hands, and tried his best to prevent himself from crying.
Starting from the time of Emperor Wen, Chen Xu was a soldier for most of his life. In the end, he had nothing to do when faced with a young man like Li Xinchen. He could only hope for a high official and a generous salary to restrain Li Xinchen. Even this was not enough. He even had to hand over his most beloved daughter.
For Li Xingchen, it can be said that there was a stone blocking Chen Xu's heart, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
Chen Xu may not care about others, but Lechang is the apple of his eye that he has watched since he was a child. He is the most filial to him and is also Chen Xu’s favorite child. Otherwise, Chen Xu would not have promised to let Lechang choose by himself.
The promise of a wishful man. Now Chen Xu cannot even keep this promise for the sake of the country and the country. He can only pin the future of the Chen family on his daughter. It is possible to exchange the happiness of Lechang for the Chen family.
of stability.
Thinking of this, Chen Xu felt incompetent.
After working hard for most of my life, I have used all kinds of vicious and cruel methods, and I have seen all kinds of cunning and difficult opponents. But in the end, I am sitting in the highest position, but I can't even protect the apple of my eye.
He is a failed emperor and a failed father.
Chen Xu pounded the edge of the bed and sighed.
Chen Xu felt that he could bear it otherwise, but if Lechang resented him for this, Chen Xu only felt extremely ashamed. Fighting on the battlefield in this life, he was destined to abandon his family and his children, but in the end, the world was not in his hands.
, even the daughter who has not been loved much in these years has to be given away.
This kind of shame and frustration hit Chen Xu too hard.
He could only hope that Lechang could understand his painstaking efforts. As Chen Xu said, he didn't mind taking on all the anger and resentment and wished he could replace it with his own body.
Chen Xu asked himself that his admiration was worthy of heaven and earth, and the one who was really at fault was probably his daughter Lechang.
Lechang didn't know how she walked back to the dormitory step by step. Several maids chased her and asked several questions, but Lechang never spoke. As for the queen and those waiting outside the door after hearing the news,
The concubines did not pay attention to Lechang's strangeness, after all, their focus was on Chen Xu.
Princess Lechang was just a daughter's family anyway. No matter what Chen Xu and Lechang said, these concubines believed that Lechang would not be able to cause any trouble.
After all, this is still an era of male supremacy, and even those who are rich and powerful have little say in most matters.
Obviously Lechang had no intention of greeting these concubines. After leaving Chen Xu's bedside, the ice-snow and smart Princess Nanchen seemed to be in a state of despair. She didn't even know that she had reached the door of her room.
After almost being kicked on the threshold, Lechang came to his senses and whispered: "You all stay here."
Several maids glanced at each other subconsciously. Although they were very worried, they were already used to Lechang's orders, so they bowed and stopped.
Lechang stretched out his hand to open the door and walked in slowly. Behind the screen, there was "Shuo Ai Lian" inscribed by Li Xingchen himself on the wall. The strong and powerful handwriting made Lechang feel a little dazed. In an instant, she seemed to see something.
The man who stood alone in front of thousands of troops, the man who broke through the obstruction of the fog, picked up the spear in his hand, and forced all the traitors back, the man who resolutely blocked himself behind him.
The mountainous back helped him block all the wind and rain.
Lechang didn't even know how difficult and heavy his future life would be if he regarded this mountain as his enemy.
Li Xinchen was never a person suitable to be an enemy. Asking himself, Lechang felt that he was not even qualified to stand on the same level as Li Xinchen. It was always his arms that held him, his mind opened to him, and he
His back is facing the wind and waves.
Lechang slowly turned around and saw the painting beside his bed.
A portrait of a general hangs above the bedside of a princess's bedroom. I'm afraid anyone who sees it will be surprised, but this is indeed the case with Lechang's bedside.
The young general in armor reined in his horse in front of Lechang. The horse neighed and he stood up. The snow-white war horse was stained with blood. His armor was also somewhat torn, and the gun in his hand reflected
The sun still faces the enemy fearlessly.
The whole person seemed to have come alive.
This is Li Xingchen's hand-painted painting by Lechang. It changes the style of misty rain and flowing water on small bridges in the south of the Yangtze River that she usually paints. This young general who is fighting in blood and with tattered armor is full of bold and aggressive spirit. He seems to have thousands of troops.
No horse could stop his progress.
Such a painting is hung on the wall, forming a sharp contrast with the splash-ink landscape painting next to it, adding a bit of a chilling atmosphere. But this kind of painting is hung closest to the owner's bedside, allowing the owner to relax in the first place.
You can see the painting and the people in it at once.
Next to the painting, there is an inscription: The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty and the Pass of the Han Dynasty, the people who marched thousands of miles have not returned. But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Hu Ma will not be taught to cross the Yin Mountains.
This poem was sent to Lechang by Li Xingchen in a letter. Lechang copied it exactly as it was next to the painting. Of course, the girl's handwriting cannot be as graceful as Li Xingchen's, but it has a kind of tenderness.
Stubbornness in transition.
As for this painting, it goes without saying that it was painted by Li Xingchen.
Lechang slowly walked to Li Xinchen's portrait, and gently stretched out his hand to touch the portrait that he had touched thousands of times.