I, the prince, only want to be deposed.

Chapter 90 I, Wei Qing, will never be a slave!
However, these words were only in his heart, and Liu Che would never say them to Liu Cheng in person.

After looking at Liu Ju, who was standing with his head bowed, in silence for a long time, he finally slowed down his tone, put a hand on Liu Ju's shoulder and patted him gently, saying:

"I have an idea in mind. Let's postpone the Fengshan Ceremony. What do you think?"

"Your Majesty, there must be deeper considerations behind your decision. I dare not comment on it."

Liu Ju did not dodge, but continued to answer Liu Che's words in a calm tone.

"..."

Liu Che fell silent again.

It's really completely changed...

Now he agrees with whatever I say, and even if he has any ideas in his mind, he dare not tell me.

Isn't this exactly the result I wanted?
But why does my heart ache at this moment? Why do I feel more lonely than ever before? Am I going to be that lonely person again from now on?
Liu Ju, please let me recover. I still prefer the rebellious look you had in these few months!

That is my good son, the most perfect prince in my heart!
at last.

Liu Che let out a long breath, a hint of pain in his eyes was barely noticeable, and a stiff arc appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Alright, I know you've suffered a lot in the prison these days, go back to Bowang Garden and rest first."

"Later, I will order Yi Shuo to go and nurse you back to health. Let her stay in Bowang Garden for the next few days. She was your personal physician when you were sent to Nanyue as an envoy. Perhaps she can give you some... comfort."

Yi concubine?

Liu Ju's mind unconsciously emerged the image of Yi Shuo's raised round buttocks when she became his disciple in the imperial prison.

What a poor big sister! She actually has hemorrhoids?
In fact, he thought it was reasonable for Liu Che to have hemorrhoids, because he totally deserved it.

After all, Liu Che was eating jade dust all day long. If he couldn't digest it and couldn't excrete it, wouldn't it be easy to scratch the skin there and cause sores and fistulas?
Yishuo is just pitiful...

But after hearing what Liu Che said, Liu Ju did not think much about it and lowered his body slightly:
"Thank you for your concern, Father. I am deeply grateful."

"Go ahead..."

Liu Che nodded sadly, "Su Wen, please send Zhuer off for me."

"promise!"

Su Wen also breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

He felt that the meeting between Liu Che and Liu Ju was very successful, and it could even be said to be a great reconciliation.

That's great!
Liu Che's anger was finally gone, and Liu Ju returned to his previous submissive self.

The father is kind and the son is filial, the father is friendly and the son is respectful, what a harmonious and wonderful atmosphere this is...

Just at this time.

"ah------!"

A sudden shout came from outside the hall into the greenhouse hall.

The shout sounded very far away, at least several miles away, so it was a little ethereal but not harsh.

At the same time, this shout also gives people a feeling of hysteria, but it is not the kind of hysteria that leads to madness. Instead, it is more of a release after long-term repression.

But this is not the point.

The key point is that this is the Weiyang Palace, and the Greenhouse Hall is located deep inside the Weiyang Palace.

Even if the voice came from several miles away, it was still inside the palace... How could someone dare to be so disrespectful and shout wildly in the palace? Who is so presumptuous?

"Su Wen, what's going on?" Liu Che frowned again.

"I don't know either. I'll send someone to check it out right away."

Su Wen quickly bowed and ran out.

……

Shangguanli is only separated from the Greenhouse Palace by a palace wall.

The moment he learned that Emperor Liu Che had issued an edict of amnesty for the entire country, Wei Qing stood there for a long time without moving, with no expression on his face.

It's like a stone statue that has completely lost its life.

No one knew what he was thinking at the moment, he just stood there quietly.

A long time, a long time.

About half an hour passed. Wei Qing's body seemed to have thawed, and he began to tremble slightly. His pupils began to shrink and his breathing became heavy and rapid.

suddenly!

He seemed to have received some great shock. He rushed to the door and pulled it open with force.

The dazzling sunlight shone in and sprinkled on his still trembling body.

It's too glaring.

It made him burst into tears instantly.

But he didn't squint his eyes. He tried desperately to keep his eyelids open to close.

He used all his strength to lift his foot, which now felt as heavy as if it were pressed down by Mount Qilian, and stepped over the threshold in front of him with difficulty.

He came to the center of the wide Shangguanli Road.

He was panting, he knelt down, he slowly opened his arms, and he looked up at the sun in the sky that was so bright that it could blind people.

"Uh uh uh uh..."

He opened his mouth slightly, but his dry throat could only make intermittent bubbling sounds.

at last.

"ah------!"

He still let out that earth-shaking cry that pierced the sky!
At this moment, he felt unprecedented release, and this shout seemed to express the repression and restraint in his heart that lasted for half a lifetime.

He remembers, he remembers it all!
He had been a slave since the day he was born.

After he became an adult, he was just a riding slave, a riding slave in Princess Pingyang's mansion.

When he was very young, he knew that he was different from others and he had to live carefully at all times because he was a slave.

Even though Wei Zifu entered the palace later.

He was still a slave, a slave who could be killed by Princess Guantao whenever she wanted, and a slave who would not be punished by the emperor even if the truth came to light.

Even though he later made many military achievements and was awarded the title of general, he became the greatest general of the Han Dynasty.

He was still a slave, a slave in the eyes of the royal family.

Even though Princess Pingyang married him, she still treated him as a slave and never truly considered him as her husband.

Therefore, he always walked on thin ice. He had to be restrained at all times, he had to be careful, and he had to think everything through before making any move, because everything he had today was too difficult for him, and he already had too many ties...

But even so, he couldn't control everything, just like this time.

He has regarded Liu Ju as the most important bond in his life.

But Liu Ju kept trying to pry open his heart, telling him again and again that he didn't need him to do anything for him, that he was not a burden to him, and that he would have God to protect him!

"Perhaps I should have understood earlier that Juer is Juer and I am me. I am not responsible for Juer's life, nor am I responsible for anyone else's life. I can only be responsible for myself!"

"This is the most important principle that Zier taught me this time!"

After that shout, Wei Qing felt more relaxed than ever before.

He stood up and walked out of the palace with a bolder stride than ever before.

At the same time as the decree of amnesty was issued, the envoy also brought the imperial edict from Emperor Wu of Han allowing him to leave the Weiyang Palace. No one would stop him, and no one dared to stop him.

He went straight back to the General's Mansion.

He entered the study and wrote furiously, then brought the written bamboo slips to the room of Princess Pingyang Liu Zhao.

"What are you doing here? Don't forget your identity..."

Faced with Wei Qing who came uninvited and barged into her boudoir without even knocking on the door, Liu Zhao scolded him unceremoniously. But the moment she looked at Wei Qing, she immediately felt Wei Qing's different aura, and her voice became much lower.

"Snapped!"

Wei Qing threw the bamboo slips in front of Liu Zhao, looked her straight in the eyes, and spoke in a stronger voice than ever before:
"Liu Zhao, this is the divorce petition I wrote myself."

"I want you to open your eyes and see clearly. I am now the great general of the Han Dynasty. I am no longer your riding slave!"

"Since you have married me, you must either obey your husband's orders and fulfill your duties as a wife, or I will write to His Majesty and divorce you, and I will bear the consequences myself!"

"You decide for yourself. Today I want you to show an attitude!"

(End of this chapter)