Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

Just as the two were talking and laughing, Congxi hurriedly ran in from outside.

Cong Xi, who was running out of breath, held his hands on his waist and spoke almost every two or three words.

"Oh no...oh no, there are so many betrothal gifts out there...come on, bring the betrothal gifts!"

Qiu Fuqiu's eyes lit up immediately, and she looked at Yan Ci with interest, "Tsk tsk tsk, Xie Chengyin is here to ask for marriage again! His comeback is too fast."

Cong Xi realized he was misunderstood and quickly waved his hands, "No, it's not the Xie family, it's the royal family!"

Qiu Fuqiu looked as if she had been struck by lightning, "Royal family?! Ah Ci is..."

Yan Ci had already stood up and walked outside, Qiu Fuqiu and Cong Xi also trotted after him.

At the gate of Yan Ci's house, the originally empty ground was now filled with dozens of mahogany boxes, but no one was seen delivering the boxes.

Yan Ci frowned and asked, "Where are the people?"

Cong Xigang and Qiu Fuqiu had just run out together. They looked at the door where there was no one in it in surprise. They felt very strange.

"Just now I saw with my own eyes a group of imperial guards carrying boxes. I went in to say something and they disappeared? I didn't lie. The leader was the cold-faced guy in front of the emperor."

As he spoke, his eyes immediately fell on a red box in the front, where a bright yellow imperial edict was placed.

He walked over quickly, picked up the imperial edict and ran back to Yan Ci, "Look, I was right, there is still an imperial edict, it's from the palace."

As soon as Qiu Fuqiu stepped out of the door, she was attracted by the piles of red boxes. She was used to seeing many people sending betrothal gifts, but this was the first time she had seen such a large scale. She remembered that the betrothal gifts Xie Chengyi gave her were only twenty loads, while these in front of her must be at least forty loads.

It is worthy of the royal standard, it is so high.

She walked up to the red boxes, reached out and patted them. The boxes made a heavy sound, and she knew from the noise that the things inside were not light.

When Qiu Fuqiu heard Congxi say there was an imperial edict, she immediately pulled herself out of the red box and came to Yan Ci's side, "Hurry up and take a look at what's written on the imperial edict?"

Yan Ci was full of doubts about the sudden betrothal gift and imperial edict. At the urging of Qiu Fuqiu and Cong Xi, he opened the imperial edict.

It would have been better if they hadn't looked, but when they did, all three of them were shocked.

"My goodness, the emperor wants to marry you as his queen!"

Congxi's eyes almost fell to the ground. This Emperor Tianqi was really generous. If he didn't make a move, it would have been a loss. But when he did, it was the position of the empress.

Qiu Fuqiu grabbed Yan Ci's sleeve and said, "Tell me, when did you get involved with this guy? No wonder you have always refused Xie Chengyin's proposal of marriage. It turns out you were waiting here."

Yan Ci suddenly closed the imperial edict, turned around and walked into the yard.

"Don't talk nonsense. Shen Zhaoyi and I have nothing to do with each other. Who knows what's wrong with him?"

Qiu Fuqiu followed Yan Ci and asked, "What about him marrying you as his queen?"

"Cold salad!"

Shen Zhaoyi's move really caught her off guard. The reason why she did not agree to Xie Chengyin's proposal was because she felt that their relationship still needed some work together, but she did not expect Shen Zhaoyi to interfere.

Did she do something to cause Shen Zhaoyi to misunderstand?

But she had only met Shen Zhaoyi a few times in total. Could it be that she was working with him to deal with Shen Zhaoyan?

But how long has it been since this happened?

Yan Ci angrily entered the inner room and called Chunzhi, "Change my clothes for me. I want to go to the palace."

Chunzhi didn't know what was going on yet, and looked at Yan Ci with a puzzled look, "Miss, what are you doing in the palace?"

"Refuse the marriage!"

Qiu Fuqiu leaned against the door frame, watching Yan Ci being helped by Chunzhi to change clothes, and couldn't help but worry for her.

Being able to marry but not wanting to is one thing, but wanting to marry but not being able to is another. With this imperial decree, it became difficult for Yan Ci to marry Xie Chengyin.

Qiu Fuqiu said, "How about I go to the palace and talk to my cousin Princess, and ask her to plead with His Majesty to withdraw the imperial decree?"

"She? How could she care about this? She is busy growing vegetables in Fengyang Mountain. She said that when Fengyang Village is full of vegetables, she will let my brother become her consort."

"Is there still such a thing?"

Qiu Fuqiu was still marveling at the fact that Shen Furong voluntarily went to the bandit's lair to grow vegetables in pursuit of Hua Cishu, when Yan Ci had already changed his clothes and went out.

Watching Yan Ci leaving, Qiu Fuqiu suddenly had an idea. She thought that she should let someone know that Emperor Tianqi wanted to marry Yan Ci.

Yan Ci's journey to the palace was incredibly smooth, and even no one stopped him at the palace gate.

She went straight to Yuqing Palace and asked to see Emperor Tianqi Shen Zhaoyi.

Since ascending the throne, Shen Zhaoyi still lives in the palace where he lived when he was a prince. However, the specifications and decorations of the Yuqing Palace, now the emperor's bedroom, are very different from before.

Zuo Chun, an old man who had lived through three emperors at a young age, was now the chief eunuch of Yuqing Palace and a well-known figure in the imperial palace.

Seeing Yan Ci coming, Zuo Chun hurriedly lowered his head and said respectfully: "Miss Yan, you are here."

He witnessed with his own eyes how Miss Yan and the late emperor perished together, and in the end only the late emperor died.

If he had not seen with his own eyes the two words "Yan Ci" written on the emperor's edict, he would have almost thought he had seen a ghost.

Yan Ci glanced at Zuo Chun and nodded, "Please inform the eunuch that Yan Ci wishes to see His Majesty."

Zuo Chun smiled flatteringly, "Miss, you don't need to report to see His Majesty. His Majesty is inside, you can go in."

Yan Ci didn't bother to think about Zuo Chun's unusually respectful and gentle attitude towards her, and quickly walked into Yuqing Palace to meet Shen Zhaoyi.

At this time, Shen Zhaoyi was sitting in front of his desk, drawing a portrait with a pen.

He is wearing white armor and a white helmet, has a handsome face and a heroic appearance. He holds a long spear with a red tassel in his hand and rides a black horse that is galloping forward.

Shen Zhaoyi looked at the finished painting with a satisfied smile on his face.

He once thought that she had died in the fire, and even regretted several times that he had not competed with his second brother for her marriage.

He had been planning for a long time and seized the throne from his second brother. He executed Xiao Chengzhang on the charge of murdering a loyal and good person and punished all those who harmed her. However, he did not feel happy because even if he had taken revenge, she was no longer around.

But when he heard his elder sister say that Yan Ci was Hua Ci Jing, he realized how happy he was. He got drunk for three days and finally made a decision: he wanted to marry her.

He could only feel at ease if he kept her by his side.

When Yan Ci came in, she saw Shen Zhaoyi putting away a painting. She only had time to see the corner of her skirt, which looked like a battle robe.

She gathered her thoughts and said, "Yan Ci pays respect to His Majesty."

When Shen Zhaoyi heard the voice, his face was filled with undisguised joy. When he saw the imperial edict in Yan Ci's hand, his joy became even deeper.

"You don't need to bow to me. Come here and I'll show you something."

Yan Ci said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I came here today because I have something to tell Your Majesty."

"What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, please withdraw your imperial decree."