"Your Highness, do you know what you are talking about?" Shen Xihe was rarely shocked to the point of being speechless, but Xiao Huayong always said shocking things.
Launch a Majesty!
What is he going to do
Rebellion
Kill the real emperor? Use a fake one
If he could capture or kill His Majesty, why would he need to control a fake one? He could just ascend the throne himself.
If you control a fake emperor, one mistake could lead to eternal damnation.
They could not get close to the confidants of His Majesty. She believed that Xiao Huayong could understand Emperor Youning's temperament, but how could Emperor Youning's habits, experience, majesty and strategy of an emperor be imitated overnight
This is completely different from Lu Bing.
Shen Xihe's serious preparations made Xiao Huayong feel helpless: "You are thinking too far ahead. I have never thought of controlling a fake Majesty."
Let’s not talk about what Shen Xihe was worried about. Just say that the throne of the emperor is tempting. If someone really sits on that position, unless he is a fool, it is impossible for him not to want to become a real emperor. How can a fool imitate Your Majesty
"Why does Your Highness want to create an emperor from the bones?" Shen Xihe was puzzled.
"I don't have any long-term plans. I just want to see the bone-pushing technique with my own eyes. I also feel that it will be useful eventually." Xiao Huayong said frankly.
Shen Xihe didn't know what expression to use when looking at him, so he simply raised his chin slightly and looked upward, blending into the orange light of the candle.
She did not roll her eyes. Her pupils and jaw were raised. Even her expression of not wanting to talk to anyone was elegant and charming. Xiao Huayong couldn't help but smile foolishly for a moment.
Unable to bear the Crown Prince's infatuation, Shen Xihe simply stood up and went to the side room. She had already discovered Xiao Huayong's little thoughts. Besides, the imperial physician who came in also said that the Crown Prince's condition was getting better. So Shen Xihe did not stay in the side bedroom.
A few days later, a piece of news came that made Shen Xihe happy. Shen Yun'an and Xue Jinqiao set the wedding date for May of the following year. After Shen Xihe's wedding, her father would come to see her off, and Shen Yun'an would stay in the northwest to prepare for his own wedding.
Shen Xihe knew that this was to give Shen Yun'an some comfort. He certainly wanted to carry Shen Xihe to the bridal sedan on his back, but he and Shen Yueshan were destined not to come together. Letting him prepare for the wedding was also an excuse for not being able to enter Beijing, and it was not just because of the current situation. It was a self-deceiving consolation.
Therefore, although Shen Xihe did not show it obviously these days, Xiao Huayong could see that she seemed a little depressed.
He remembered that she became depressed because she received a letter from home, so he went to inquire about things in the Northwest. Within a few days, he knew that there were only happy things and no bad things in the Northwest. After thinking about it for a moment, he roughly understood what she was thinking.
"I will accompany you to the northwest to attend your brother's wedding." Xiao Huayong whispered.
Shen Xihe was slightly stunned. She doubted her ears a little: "Your Highness, what did you say?"
"I said, I will accompany you to the northwest and see your brother's wedding with my own eyes." Xiao Huayong repeated.
"Your Highness, the journey is tiring and against the rules." Shen Xihe had never had such extravagant hopes.
She was able to attend her cousin's wedding, and she relied on her status as a hostage to not say it explicitly, and was barely able to argue that she was free. Her brother's wedding would be after her, so how could she, as the Crown Princess, act as she pleased