Chapter 491 (1/2)

t.i.tle: The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

Translator: Fuyu Neko

Chapter 491 - I'd pluck the moon from the sky to give to you (2)

She hadn't needed to use her martial arts skills to choose her husband. Now, she could only use it to protect her husband.

Zhao Li was truly in extremely unfavorable position. It was only by marrying her that he could move out of the palace and establish his own residence. Pengyue didn't know why, but she was willing to put away her brazen personality for him. In accordance to Great Song's etiquette rules, she put everything into order for him.

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”What's so great about the second prince? Even if he married a princess, he's still a cripple,” a palace servant girl quietly scoffed, but a red whip that came out of nowhere slapped her mouth.

Pengyue quietly drew back her whip and continued pus.h.i.+ng Zhao Li to see the empress so they could pay their respects.

The female palace servant was so scared that she screamed. Covering her lips, with blood dripping into her hands, she ran away.

Zhao Li chuckled. ”Why bother yourself with them?”

”I don't like it when other people bully you.” Pengyue furrowed her brow. ”It doesn't matter who the other party is! I'll treat them all the same!”

Zhao Li could resist turning his head to glance at her. He laughed in spite of himself.

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He didn't know when it happened exactly, but Pengyue had replaced his personal attendants with herself. Every day, she would push his wheelchair for him. Whether it was going to the palace or going to the princes quarters to handle work, she had been the one quietly pus.h.i.+ng his wheelchair and standing behind him.

Zhao Li had only wanted to marry her because of Yuzhen. But now, he thought he was lucky in meeting such an outspoken girl that was full of chivalrous spirit. She protected him so well that he never heard any obscenities.

She had pleaded for him and gotten him a good fiefdom. She had gone with him to that distant fiefdom. She had also helped him by borrowing Yuzhen's soldiers that would a.s.sist him in taking over the capital and the throne.

When she had initially found out that he wanted to rebel, Pengyue had actually been very shocked. She had probably thought being a t.i.tled prince would be enough for him. They could have happily lived out the rest of their lives on that fiefdom, but as it turned out, he wanted more.

How could he not want more? n.o.ble Consort Nie caused his mother's death. It was because of her actions that he was born a cripple. His oldest imperial brother and his third imperial brother had humiliated him for many years. How could he easily put down this hatred and desire for revenge?

On their way back to the capital with the army, he promised to make her empress.

Pengyue's brow was furrowed as she asked him, ”You once promised me that you wouldn't have any other women, does this promise still count?”

”Yes.” He gently pulled her hand over. ”I won't forget your great kindness.”

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After he obtained the dragon throne, he personally put the empress's crown on her head. His great revenge had been accomplished, and great power was in his hands. Pengyue was also pregnant. Zhao Li felt that he wasn't missing anything.

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Right now, he was surrounded by sweet-talking people. No one would dare to call him a cripple. Instead, they competed with each other to push his wheelchair and respectfully knelt before him to speak to him. Zhao Li felt exuberant. He enjoyed the feeling of being so high above everyone else and started to get payback for the grievances he had acc.u.mulated over the past years.

So what if he was tyrannical? This world belonged to him.