Starting from the Western Han Dynasty

Chapter 40 The Emperor’s Hand that Pushes Destiny

"Do you want to kill my mother and daughter to vent your anger?"

The shivering wife of Zhao Xin, with fear in her beautiful eyes, protected her daughter behind her, who was so frightened that she could only gasp loudly and tremble like a pig or dog knowing that she was about to be pushed over the chopping board and killed.

Li Huan couldn't bear it, shook his head and said: "I never thought of killing you, if you want to kill your mother and daughter, why wait until now."

"You really won't kill my mother and daughter?" Madam Zhao's frightened eyes were full of disbelief.

"I, the princes of the Han Dynasty, keep their word." Li Huan confirmed it. Some things were so miserable that he couldn't bear to look at them.

"Daughter, come and thank you for your kindness."

Mrs. Zhao helped her daughter, who was frightened and trembling, to stand upright. The mother and daughter kowtowed vigorously to Li Huan in the muddy field with fear and joy.

Seeing that his scalp was about to be bruised and bleeding, Li Huan shook his head, feeling that his movement towards them seemed to really frighten the two of them.

"Okay, you two go to eat." He looked at the mud on their bodies and sighed: "After taking a bath, I have something to ask you."

I have already understood the meaning of these words. It is extremely humiliating for a mother and daughter to serve one husband together.

But... Mrs. Zhao and her daughter held their heads in the mud and cried with joy.

Li Huan felt more and more miserable that he couldn't stand it anymore, he just wanted to survive...

Fortunately, he is not a completely bad person.

In the distance, Han Yan shook her head slightly, turned around and returned to her wooden house. She quickly wrote on the paper with a pen, recording everything she picked up at Anyang Marquis.

Anyang Hou was unable to manufacture things like thermos cups, dry noodles, and mobile phones.

but……

Not knowing what she thought of, Han Yan suddenly stopped writing in her hand, and the expression on her face became a little strange, even vaguely angry:

"The Marquis of Anyang made another kind of extremely soft paper for paying tribute. When I first heard about it, I was furious. Once I tried using it, I felt like I couldn't help myself..."

After hesitating for a moment, Han Yan reported the issue of Marquis Anyang's medical skills to Emperor Liu Che again, and recorded it verbatim in the book on how he tested it.

As for how Emperor Liu Che viewed this matter, that was not Han Yan's concern. He was only responsible for recording everything he saw.

Similarly, he also submitted Li Huan's request.

What fate awaits Empress Wei and Empress Chen?

Han Yan looked at the lonely moon outside the window and was silent for a long time before letting the embroiderer waiting outside the door take away her report.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard the half-drunk and half-confused Marquis Anyang chanting sad sentences:

"There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, and it is suspected that the ground is covered with frost. I raise my head to look at the mountain and the moon, and lower my head to think about my hometown..."

Han Yan stood up and saw Anyang Hou on the high platform, sitting opposite Zhao Xin's wife and daughter.

Not feeling sleepy, he immediately sat down on the chair by the window, his peach blossom eyes filled with voyeuristic pleasure, and his ears perked up.

"Although you were given to Xin Zhao by the late emperor, but you have lived for so few years, don't you want to follow Xin Zhao to the grassland?"

Li Huan half-squinted his eyes, and the firelight swayed in the wind, shining on his face, and a gloomy and depressing aura emerged spontaneously. "I don't want to." Zhao Xin's wife was sobbing in a low voice. Her daughter was still leaning on her mother in fear. Although she was not shaking like she was in the mud and almost scared to death, her appearance could not stop anyone. Seeing it will make you feel pity.

"I have a close friend whose wife and children are in the Huns. Zhao Xin has now fled back to the Huns. I plan to use you to exchange for this close friend's wife and children."

Zhao Xin's wife suddenly looked at Li Huan in horror: "Your Majesty, my mother and daughter are really not willing to go to the barbarian lands in the north. What's more, when Zhao Xin rebelled, he never regarded my mother and daughter as relatives. This shows that my mother and daughter have no status at all in his heart.

And a person who can become a close friend of a king naturally has a high status. The Xiongnu will probably use the wife and children of your close friend as a threat..."

"I have thought about what you said, but I still want to give it a try." Li Huan said with a smile: "How can there be so many heartless people in this world? No matter what Xin Zhao says, he has lived with you for many years, and still You have a daughter, don’t you?”

"Your Majesty..." Zhao Xin's wife choked, and suddenly spread her clothes, with tears in her beautiful eyes: "I'm sorry!"

Under the robe, there is a beautiful mature body, but what is even more dazzling are the hideous scars like cracks on porcelain. Some scars are old, as if they have been there for a long time, and some scars are vaguely visible. Fresh……

"You..." Li Huan was stunned.

"It was all beaten by Xin Zhao!" Xin Zhao's wife cried, "If he had any affection for me, how could he do such a vicious thing?"

"Not only my concubine is like this, but also my little girl..." She wiped away her tears and stretched out her hand to pull open the robe of the daughter beside her, revealing a smooth back with a very hideous scar.

"Did Xin Zhao do it too?" Li Huan couldn't believe it.

"Xin Zhao is simply not a human, he is a beast, no! He is worse than a pig or a dog. He... He wants to cheat on his own daughter, and he even said that I stole my daughter's life!

What else can you say!The late emperor was already pregnant when he gave her his concubine, so from the day she was born until now, he has never really regarded her as his flesh and blood..."

Zhao Xin's wife was crying hysterically, and the daughter beside her was also full of tears. She hugged her mother in pain and cried silently.

Li Huan shook his head and sighed. He originally wanted to take advantage of these two people, but unexpectedly he saw what hell is on earth.

Do all women who are given as ministers by the emperor have this fate?
He walked forward, helped the poor mother and daughter pull up their robes, patted Xin Zhao's wife on the shoulder, and said softly: "It's getting late, go back and rest, tomorrow will be like today. Work hard, as long as you two, mother and daughter, can adapt to life here, you can live here in the future."

"Thank you Junhou, thank you Junhou!"

The mother and daughter kowtowed excitedly, with no time to wipe away the sad tears on their faces.

Li Huan waved his hand, and the maid on the side immediately took the mother and daughter away.

This feeling that one word could change the fate of others made him very uncomfortable.

Because he saw that his destiny could change drastically because of someone's words.

Li Huan leaned on the wicker chair and looked at the flames rising in the brazier. He suddenly turned to Bai Zhi beside him and said:

"Your Majesty gave you to me, what were you thinking?"

When Bai Zhi heard this, she was so frightened that she knelt down at Li Huan's feet, not daring to say a word.

Li Huan shook his head helplessly: "You and I have been together for a short time, but you can also tell that I am not a moody person who likes to kill people."

"My only worry is that I will grow old and lose color, and be disgusted by the king. I will give it to other dignitaries and suffer inhuman humiliation and torture..."

(End of this chapter)