"Yoyo, we are on the road of imperial power." Xiao Huayong looked at Shen Xihe solemnly, showing his seriousness and persistence, "This road has no return, and it does not allow us to stop or change directions halfway. Everyone who follows you and me needs to go through a lot of trials and tribulations.
I know you care about the baby in Prince Bu's belly. But have you ever thought about it, if I am not here when you are about to give birth, will they be kind to you because of the baby in your belly and delay the battle until after you give birth?"
No, it won't.
Now her pregnancy has not been exposed, and Bu Shulin's matter has attracted everyone's attention, so no one has made a move on her at this time. Once her pregnancy is made public, these people will rack their brains to kill her and her child before she gives birth. Even if she avoids the open and hidden attacks, the best time to attack is when she is about to give birth. How can they be soft-hearted
"That's different..." Shen Xihe retorted, "They are enemies, and A-Lin is our ally."
"No, Yoyo, Prince Bu is not an ally." Xiao Huayong corrected, "She is a subordinate!"
From the moment Shen Xihe married into the East Palace, everything changed. Bu Shulin and Shen Xihe were no longer just close friends, but a monarch-subject relationship. A monarch should cherish his subjects, but should not be fettered by them, and use his wisdom.
He wanted to wait until Shen Xihe gave birth safely, but he himself could not predict whether he could wait until that moment. If he was not there, Bu Shulin would be responsible for guarding the area, and if necessary, he would have to lead the army north for her. This was the power of tens of thousands of troops, which was related to her and the child in her belly, and it was a crucial step for her to succeed in the future!
Xiao Huayong would not be soft-hearted at this time. He had already told Bu Shulin everything about the future. Xiao Huayong gave Bu Shulin the right to choose whether he was willing to accept it or not. Since Bu Shulin had chosen to take this path, life or death would depend on God's will.
Shen Xihe's heart tightened. The young crown prince in front of him, who was rich and powerful, displayed the iron-bloodedness and fortitude of an emperor at this moment.
She took a deep breath and suppressed the resistance she didn't like. She knew he was right, and Bu Shulin had chosen this path himself. This was the only path in front of Bu Shulin. They could indeed use their personal feelings to protect Bu Shulin more, but in this way, Xiao Huayong would definitely not reuse Bu Shulin.
He would not entrust her safety to Bu Shulin because Bu Shulin was not worthy of his trust.
It was the first time that Xiao Huayong saw an escapist emotion on Shen Xihe's face. He sighed, took her into his arms, and held her carefully, blaming himself a little: "Oh, your heart... has softened."
When she first entered Kyoto, how cold and rational was she? She weighed the pros and cons of everything and didn't take personal feelings into consideration. That was a qualified person for an emperor. Now, I don't know if it was because of her relationship with Bu Shulin or because she had just become a mother, her edge had greatly decreased.
If he could always protect her and stand behind her, such tenderness would make her more down-to-earth and lively, and he would naturally be happy to see it. But at the moment, he didn't like this tenderness. He would rather she remained the cold, hard and decisive person.
“Humans are not plants or trees… Even raising a cat can develop feelings for it, let alone a close friend?” Shen Xihe’s gaze passed through the window lattice and fell on the short-lived creature that was leaping and catching butterflies in the yard.