If it was just about whether he was destined to be the emperor, it wouldn't cause a stir. After all, even if someone coveted the throne, he wouldn't dare to show it at this time. If he made a scene in order not to marry the Tibetan princess, wouldn't everyone know Sima Zhao's intention
The biggest hidden danger lies in the fact that he will not be tolerated by the new emperor in the future. He has a Tibetan princess as his first wife, who is not a princess of a fallen country like Li Yanyan. As long as Tibet is still around, they can take advantage of this at any time and accuse him of treason with a little effort.
Furthermore, the Tubo princess was born in Tubo, and they did not speak the same language or share the same customs, so it would be difficult for the couple to get along well. Therefore, the happiest person at this moment was King Zhao Xiao Changmin, who not only got a noble wife, but also avoided the trouble of possibly marrying a Tubo princess.
The Tibetan princess can only be a concubine of Your Majesty, not a concubine of the prince.
"Your Majesty, are you going back to the palace?" Tubo sent a princess to marry, which was a major national event.
"We'll set off after the Mid-Autumn Festival." Xiao Huayong nodded, feeling a little regretful. He would rather stay in the palace with Shen Xihe day and night.
But he felt better when he thought that it was already August and they would be able to get married in another six months.
Within two days, news came that the Tubo princess was going to marry a foreign prince, which attracted the attention of the entire court. There were complicated relationships involved, and the ministers who had already become the followers of a certain prince were naturally full of schemes.
Shen Xihe discovered that this incident quickly diluted the chaos created by Xiao Juesong before, and made the ministers gradually forget the rumor about whether the prince was the emperor's biological son.
This is probably one of the reasons why Your Majesty agreed to the marriage.
This was different from last year when the envoys came to the capital to announce the marriage. At that time, every family was busy with marriages, fearing that their daughters would be named princesses and married off far away. This time, the female relatives were all waiting to watch the show, and the days in the palace returned to their initial laughter and joy.
The sun gradually got colder, and in the blink of an eye it was Duan Zhengyue. At this time last year, Shen Yun'an was with her. This year, as His Majesty and the Queen Mother were celebrating in the palace, Emperor Youning took the princes and dukes and ministers to hunt a lot of fat prey. Duan Zhengyue had more entourage and was less restrained in the palace than in previous years.
Even in the palace, one could see fireworks rising far into the sky, and the people were celebrating happily.
After the Duanzheng month, His Majesty and everyone else returned to the palace after a three-day celebration. Shen Xihe remained at home, except for the last day of the month, which was the empress dowager's birthday. She was invited to the palace to celebrate. This year was different from last year's birthday. There was no big event, and only some clan relatives and noble ministers were invited. It was not particularly lively.
Emperor Youning was not extravagant. Neither he nor the people in the palace would make lavish celebrations unless it was their birthday.
In October, deep autumn dyed the maple leaves of the East Palace red. Shen Xihe thought of the first time he met Xiao Huayong last year. He was also standing under the two red maple trees waiting for her, looking forward to it, but he was pretending at that time, but now he was real and passionate.
"Wow, this maple leaf-colored skirt is so beautiful." After entering the palace, Xiao Huayong praised in a low voice.
Shen Xihe paused, she turned her head to look at Xiao Huayong, with a look of surprise and joy in her eyes: "Your Highness, you..."
"Thanks to Yoyo, I can see the sky again." Xiao Huayong said with a smile.
He was better now, he could see all colors clearly, which made Linghu Zheng incredible. Upon hearing that he had recovered, he had already set off to meet Sui Axi. Moreover, Shen Xihe had collected a lot of magnolias this year. Now it was deep autumn and winter was approaching, but his lungs still did not have the itchiness and burning pain of previous years, and he only had a slight cough.