My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 13 The Seventh Prince Rong Zhan

In previous years, when New Year's Eve was approaching, the streets of Yecheng were very lively, but today it was extremely deserted, and it was still dull and depressing.

Shen Qianxia was sitting in a street snack shop, which was usually full of seats, but now the business is very weak.

Mochizuki said curiously, "The street is so deserted, why are all the shops open? It's better to close early and go back to celebrate New Year's Eve."

"You don't know that it is the Seventh Prince who drives Yecheng? How can the shops be closed? Only idlers are not allowed to go to the streets."

The owner of the store answered the questions in a timely manner, and his eyes showed respect and fear.

Shen Qianxia was slightly stunned, her heart skipped a beat.

The seventh prince Rong Zhan, the younger brother of the current emperor, the seventh uncle of the crown prince Rong Ye, is also the only emperor uncle left today.

It is rumored that he is amazingly talented, capable of writing and martial arts, has the talents of all over the world, and has an unparalleled appearance.

But he has a violent temperament and thunderous methods. Zeng Pingnan and Dingbei, he has made great achievements in battle, and even the emperor gave him some courtesy.

In her previous life, Shen Qianxia believed that all princelings were a nest of snakes and rats, and there was no distinction between good and evil.

But for such a famous person, shortly after Rong Ye ascended the throne, he joined forces with the powerful Liu family to seize power and send him to a remote fiefdom.

This is not enough to make Rong Ye feel at ease, secretly sent people to assassinate the Seventh Prince many times.

This matter was embarrassing at the time, although the seventh prince surpassed Rong Ye, he continued to support and assist until he completed his great cause.

When Rong Ye faced the other princes seizing power, if it weren't for the Seventh Prince, it would be difficult for him to ascend the throne as emperor smoothly.

Rong Ye finally became a white-eyed wolf, and soon after, he was lingering on the sick bed, perhaps it was the retribution of heaven.

Later, when she was still in the position of Concubine Shu, she accidentally heard people comment that the Seventh Prince's easy compromise was just a corner of peace, and he disdained the struggle for imperial power.

Shen Qianxia didn't have many encounters with the Seventh Prince. We only know that it was the second year of Zhaowen when he went to the fiefdom. He was already 23 years old at that time, unmarried and alone.

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After many years, Shen Qianxia heard someone mention the Seventh Prince again, and suddenly felt a little stunned.

Mochizuki was still chatting with the boss, and she learned from their conversation that the Seventh Prince returned from northern Xinjiang.

Due to the wind and snow, the trip was delayed, passing through Yecheng, and I planned to return to Beijing after a little rest.

Mochizuki walked to her side and said in a low voice, "Miss, since the whole street is blocked, there is no fun, let's go home."

Shen Qianxia nodded, the Seventh Prince's temperament is uncertain, before he figured it out, it's better not to provoke him.

Mochizuki put down the broken silver, and the two left the snack shop one after another. A few people walked on the street sparsely, and Shen Qianxia seemed a little abrupt.

The cold wind was blowing, she tightened her cloak and walked slowly along the empty street, Mochizuki was still holding a box of food in her hand.

"Miss, it's hard to see such a winter after going to Beijing."

Shen Qianxia's footsteps froze for a moment, she left Yecheng, went to Shangjing, then entered the East Palace and then to the Imperial Palace, never set foot here again in her life.

She looked back at the looming mountains in the distance, her eyes moved slightly.

"What's wrong?" Mochizuki poked her head in front of her, with a puzzled expression on her face.

Shen Qianxia pushed her slightly round face away, teasingly said, "Look back at the place where you have been living for so many years."

Mochizuki chuckled, and suddenly realized, "Miss is reluctant to part with Yecheng, right?"

She remained silent and continued to walk forward. A sound of horseshoes stirred her heart in the quiet atmosphere.

In a sheltered place by the street, a man in ragged clothes curled up, holding a round steamed bun in his hand.

His hands were red from the cold and trembling constantly.

Suddenly, the steamed buns that hadn't been put into his mouth fell to the ground and rolled to the outside of the street.

(End of this chapter)