Quickly wear "I am the empress"

After Yelu Zongzhen was killed, the Khitan capital Dading was controlled by Zhiyu.

When the news reached the border, Di Qing, who had been bedridden, suddenly appeared on the battlefield and led his soldiers to turn the tide.

At the same time, Western Xia announced an alliance with the Song Dynasty to attack Khitan.

When the news that Zhiyu had killed Yelu Zongzhen reached the Song Dynasty, the court officials' first reaction was naturally joy, but while they were happy, they couldn't help but worry.

It’s a good thing that the princess is still alive, but she has been posthumously conferred the title of Princess Royal.

After she comes back, will she continue to live as a princess, or will she be crowned as the heir apparent?

Looking at Zhao Zhen, who was sitting on the dragon throne with a happy face, the court officials looked at each other in surprise.

Given the emperor's fondness for the princess, and the fact that she is still alive, the position of crown prince may be in her hands again.

At this time, Zhao Zhen had no time to care about the thoughts of his court officials. He stared at the battle reports from the front line with a smile on his face all day, feeling both proud and complacent.

An'er was raised by him personally. Now that An'er has achieved such great results, he has also contributed a lot. How can he not be happy?

But while he was happy, Zhao Zhen also felt a little sad.

His impression of An'er was still stuck on when she was a few years old. He didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, An'er could make plans on the battlefield.

An'er grew up, and he also grew old...

"Sir, news has come from the harem that Madam Zhang is critically ill."

When Zhao Zhen was immersed in joy, Eunuch Zhang rushed in with a panicked look and reported to Zhao Zhen in a slightly anxious voice.

Hearing these words, the battle report in Zhao Zhen's hand seemed to lose weight and slipped quietly. He stood up suddenly, looked at Eunuch Zhang in disbelief, and asked with trembling lips, "What did you say?"

Looking at Zhao Zhen's face as pale as paper, Eunuch Zhang couldn't help but feel mixed emotions.

He knew very well how much the emperor doted on Madam Zhang.

I don’t know if he can bear this news…

"Sir, you should go see Madam Zhang."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhen felt a black screen before his eyes, and he collapsed powerlessly on the dragon throne.

"How could..."

He muttered to himself, his eyes full of helplessness.

"How could it be...?"

Zhao Zhen whispered again, but his voice had become hoarse and choked.

Seeing Zhao Zhen slumped down on the dragon chair, Eunuch Zhang hurried forward and asked with concern: "My lord, are you okay?"

Zhao Zhen waved his hands with difficulty.

"Help me get to Lady Zhang's womb."

"Yes."

Harem.

Seeing Zhao Zhen coming over with the support of Eunuch Zhang, Empress Cao tactfully called away the other concubines in the palace.

"Official family."

Madam Zhang leaned back on the bed, looking at Zhao Zhen with eyes full of infatuation.

Zhao Zhen looked at the imperial physician who was almost invisible beside him and asked, "How is Madam Zhang's illness?"

The imperial physician bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, I am a person of limited talent and learning..."

Hearing the imperial physician say this, Zhao Zhen's face turned pale.

"All the imperial doctors have no solution?"

The imperial physician sighed, "Madam Zhang's illness is so severe that we are unable to treat her."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen closed his eyes in disappointment and said, "You go down first."

"Yes, Wei Chen is resigning."

Seeing that Zhao Zhen couldn't face the facts, Madam Zhang smiled generously, "Sir, I heard that the Princess of Yan is still alive."

Hearing Madam Zhang mention Zhiyu, Zhao Zhen slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of pain, "Yes."

Hearing this, Madam Zhang smiled faintly and instantly breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"The Princess of Yan is still alive. Our Ruihe will have an elder sister to protect her in the future..."

"In this case, I feel relieved."

Zhao Zhen burst into tears when he heard this, "Don't you want to watch our Ruihe grow up?"

Madam Zhang smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I'm afraid I don't have this blessing."

"Official, from now on, you must protect our Ruihe and not let anyone bully her."

Zhao Zhen nodded with tears in his eyes, "Okay."

Madam Zhang looked at Zhao Zhen steadily and said, "Sir, can you promise me one thing?"

Zhao Zhen nodded, "You go ahead."

"From now on... don't let our Ruihe go to marry."

"I haven't read many books, but I know that in history, no princess who married into a foreign country lived a good life."

"I don't want our Ruihe to suffer any injustice."

Zhao Zhen reached out his hand and wiped away the tears on Madam Zhang's face. "Don't worry, our Ruihe will never marry into a foreign alliance."

"As long as I am here, I will protect her."

"If I can't protect her anymore, I will let An'er continue to protect her."

"Our Ruihe wants to be a happy princess and live happily all her life."

Upon hearing this, Madam Zhang smiled and said, "Sir, this is what you promised me, no matter what, you can't break your promise.

Zhao Zhen nodded without hesitation, "Don't worry, I won't let Ruihe go to marry."

"I have lived for most of my life, and I only have two children, An'er and Ruihe. How can I bear to let them marry into a foreign country?"

Hearing what Zhao Zhen said, Madam Zhang forced a smile.

"I want to see Ruihe."

Zhao Zhen nodded gently, "Okay, I'll have someone bring Ruihe here."

"Sir, after I'm gone, can you leave Ruihe to Madam Miao to take care of it?"

"In this harem, only Madam Miao has raised a child. I am worried about leaving Ruihe to others."

Zhao Zhen closed his eyes and nodded painfully after a long while, saying, "Okay."

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Not long after Yelu Zongzhen was killed, several people in the Khitan territory ascended the throne and proclaimed themselves emperors.

Under the pretext of revenge for Yelu Zongzhen, these people openly recruited soldiers and horses in the local area, preparing to attack Dading Prefecture.

However, before they could capture Dading Prefecture, they began to fight among themselves.

Those who claimed to be emperors in the West looked down on those who claimed to be emperors in the East, and those who claimed to be emperors in the West looked down on those who claimed to be emperors in the South. The several forces began to fight for the so-called orthodoxy.

After receiving this news, Zhiyu was a little amused and helpless. He could only say that the Central Plains had a huge influence on the surrounding cultures.

When did the Khitans start to care about orthodoxy?

In this world, isn't it true that whoever has the stronger fist is right?

Just when the Khitan troops were fighting each other, the Jurchens came looking for Zhiyu.

Zhiyu's mood was not very good when she saw the Jurchen envoy dressed in strange clothes.

After all, these people have committed sins in history that even animals may not be able to commit...

Seeing that Zhiyu remained silent for a long time, the Jurchen envoy felt a little uneasy.

"Princess Dasong, I wonder what you think of our proposal?"

Zhiyu lowered his eyes, hiding the emotions in his eyes, and shook his head, "Not very good."

"My Song Dynasty is rich and powerful. It is only a matter of time before we conquer Khitan. We do not need to cooperate with you at all."

Seeing Zhiyu's refusal, the Jurchen envoy was a little disappointed, "Princess Song, our request is not high, please consider it again."

Zhiyu stood up and cast a calm gaze on the Jurchen envoy, "You can go back."

"If you want to seize territory from the Khitans, you can find a way on your own. I, the Song Dynasty, will not help the poor."