Shen Yunan: …
He stared at the man and the cat, feeling a little crazy and not knowing what to do.
He felt that he needed to calm down now.
Shen Xihe was not in a hurry, and his fingertips gently followed the short, fine hair.
After a while, Shen Yun'an calmed down. He put his hands on the table and stared at Shen Xihe: "Do you really have this idea?"
"Yes." Shen Xihe nodded firmly, "Brother, this is the best outcome for me, you, the Shen family, and the Northwest."
Afraid that Shen Yun'an would overthink it, Shen Xihe said softly: "If His Majesty doesn't take action, then that's fine. If His Majesty wants to take action, we can..."
Shen Xihe did not say the treasonous words of regicide: "Your Highness the Crown Prince is the heir to the throne, and it is legitimate for him to ascend the throne."
"Are you sure he... won't live long?" Shen Yun'an sorted out his thoughts and felt that this plan was feasible.
If the younger sister becomes a widow sooner, she can fake her death and leave the royal family. If she meets a man she likes again, she can marry again. If no one can impress her, she can live happily with her family in the northwest forever.
"He... must have contracted a strange disease, and is weaker than me." Shen Xihe paused and added, "But... he is very secretive."
"Why do you think so?" Shen Yun'an asked.
"Every time I see him, I seem to be able to smell the scent of the same kind." Shen Xihe replied.
Shen Yunan: …
But don’t. If the prince is as heartless and unloving as his own sister, he will be worried instead.
"Tomorrow, I will enter the palace and meet him in the East Palace." Shen Yun'an had to go and verify it in person no matter what.
Shen Yun'an was granted special permission to go to the capital by imperial decree, which was requested by the crown prince. It was understandable that he went to the East Palace to pay his respects to His Majesty and express his gratitude in person. However, Shen Yun'an felt that this was a matter between men, so he did not bring Shen Xihe with him.
To be honest, even though he knew that his beautiful sister wanted to marry this man, it had nothing to do with love. As long as he thought of his sister, she would be thinking about marrying him. When Shen Yun'an looked at the prince, he could not help but look critical.
His face was as white as powder, and he coughed when faced with the wind. He was so weak that he would fall down if the wind blew.
Every time he spoke, he would cough for a long time. Shen Yun'an couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, I'm a straightforward person. Please allow me to ask, does Your Highness have tuberculosis..."
Shen Yun'an, also known by his courtesy name Buwei.
It was really because His Royal Highness the Crown Prince coughed too much, and tuberculosis was contagious. He couldn't bear to let his precious sister marry such a man, even if he wanted to find someone who wouldn't live long.
"My Lord, you—"
Xiao Huayong raised his hand to stop Tian Yuan and coughed twice: "I just have a cough. If it is tuberculosis, there is no place for me in this palace..."
Shen Yun'an also knew that he was deliberately trying to stab Xiao Huayong. Firstly, he felt a little uncomfortable at the thought of his sister marrying him; secondly, he wanted to test the temper and bearing of the Crown Prince.
The result of the test was barely satisfactory, and Shen Yun'an was even more upset: "Why did Your Highness ask for an imperial decree on my behalf?"
"I'm not asking for the prince." Xiao Huayong corrected, "The princess... allowed me to go up to the tower with Chongyang, and I appreciate the princess's... kindness."
Shen Yunan glared: ! !
Every year on Double Ninth Festival, they would go up to the city tower together. Wasn't that his way of making his sister happy? Now it has become his way of making his sister happy with other men!