【He decided that in this lifetime, he would sever all ties to love and desire, and spend the rest of his days treating his mentor’s daughter like a little sister under his protection.】
Everyone: “…”
What kind of impossibly perfect man was this?!
Some silently admired Wang Xiu’s kindness and sense of responsibility, feeling he deserved a far better ending.
Others felt indignant on his behalf, believing his entire life had been shackled by this so-called “debt of gratitude,” leaving him utterly suffocated.
As for Wang Xiu himself, he had long accepted his fate.
To him, life was not only about romance and passion. If he could protect this silly “little sister” for the rest of her life, then he would have repaid Lord Liu’s years of guidance and lived up to the bit of conscience in his own heart.
Feng Zexuan sighed inwardly.
【Lord Wang really has an unbelievably good mentality. If it were anyone else, they probably would’ve broken down long ago.】
【Sometimes you really can’t change the wheels of fate… but at the very least, you can choose how to face it.】
【That kind of calm acceptance alone is already worthy of respect.】
Listening to his sister’s unusually philosophical thoughts, Feng Zekai nodded thoughtfully.
There truly were too many things in life beyond one’s control. But how one faced adversity—that choice still remained in one’s own hands.
Meanwhile, Feng Zexuan was still pondering the matter when another question occurred to her.
【But weren’t ancient men allowed to take concubines? That doesn’t sound that miserable.】
The system’s teasing voice immediately sounded.
【Host, you don’t know the full story. In order to better “keep Wang Xiu under control,” Lord Liu made him agree to three conditions before the engagement. One of them explicitly forbade him from taking concubines.】
Feng Zexuan was speechless.
【Damn… does Lord Liu even truly love his daughter?】
【He’s forcing someone this hard—wasn’t he afraid Wang Xiu would take revenge on his daughter after marriage? Like abusing her in private or something…】
At that moment, Lord Liu was drenched in cold sweat.
His eyes were tightly shut, his body rigid with shame.
Then the system abruptly changed its tone.
【But honestly, how could Lord Liu not suffer as well?】
【Every time he remembers the state his daughter was left in, it feels like knives carving through his heart. So he’d rather bury that pain deep down than think too hard about it.】
【His daughter wasn’t born slow-witted. Rather…】
The system deliberately dragged out the suspense before revealing an old, dust-covered story.
【When his daughter was ten years old, Lord Liu was targeted by criminals seeking revenge in the street.】
【Back then, his young daughter rushed forward without hesitation and used her tiny body to shield her father.】
【As a result… the thug’s club struck her directly on the head.】
Feng Zexuan’s heart suddenly trembled.
In her mind appeared the image of a frail yet courageous little girl fearlessly throwing herself in front of her father.
Such a kind and filial girl…
【Sigh… seriously…】
Sympathy welled up inside Feng Zexuan.
【Since I already know about this, I can’t just stand by and do nothing.】
She immediately began calculating inwardly.
【That Qingshen Pill cured Zhao Rui’s mother’s madness before, so curing Madam Wang’s “foolishness” should probably be just as easy.】
【And besides, doing good deeds earns melon points too. Killing two birds with one stone—why not?】
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiu completely froze.
His wife… had become like this to save someone?
She wasn’t born foolish at all, but had once been a brave and filial young woman!
And now the Prince of Zhenbei was saying… she could be cured?
An overwhelming mixture of ecstasy and sorrow surged through his chest.
He abruptly raised his head. In his eyes, the dead silence that had lingered for an entire year now flickered with the first sparks of life.
His tightly clenched fists trembled slightly from emotion.
His throat choked up again and again.
Lord Liu also finally snapped out of his shock.
His whole body shook as wild joy and deep guilt intertwined across his face.
His daughter… still had a chance to recover?
The thought nearly made him collapse where he stood.
Compared to preserving his official position, what he wanted more was for his daughter to regain a normal life.
Meanwhile, the officials in court who also had family members suffering from similar illnesses began stirring inwardly as well.
Their gazes toward Feng Zexuan became incomparably fervent.
At this moment, the system spoke again.
【Speaking of tragic forced marriages, Lord Wang’s case isn’t even the worst.】
The system laughed meaningfully.
【Back then, the Third Young Master of Yongchang Marquis Manor did something absolutely insane to avoid marrying the Second Princess—】
【He did it right in front of the emperor himself and nearly got beaten to death with the emperor’s chair!】
This time Feng Zexuan’s curiosity was fully hooked.
【That exciting?!】
【If I remember correctly, the Second Princess is the one who’s always stirring up trouble in front of the Grand Princess, right?】
【Exactly!】 the system confirmed.
Before the words had even finished—
At the front of the court line, the elderly general clad in crimson official robes, his beard and hair already white—
The Marquis of Yongchang—
Suddenly swayed violently.
The focus of the entire court shifted from the still-shocked Wang Xiu to this old war hero whose life had been filled with military glory.
A scandal from Yongchang Marquis Manor?
And it even involved… the emperor and the Second Princess?
Everyone’s gossip radar instantly went wild. They practically forgot to breathe.
All waited for the explosive royal scandal about to be unveiled.
The system’s voice brimmed with excitement at the chaos.
【The Third Young Master of Yongchang Marquis Manor, Chu Yu, was one of the capital’s most famous romantic talents back in the day.】
【He excelled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and he was handsome too. Countless noble ladies dreamed of marrying him.】
【But unfortunately, the Second Princess also took a liking to him.】
On the dragon throne, Xiao Juechen lightly tapped the armrest with his fingers.
His expression unconsciously darkened.
Of course he remembered this marriage arrangement.
Back then, his second daughter, Xiao Mingzhu, had personally told him she fancied Chu Yu, the Third Young Master of Yongchang Marquis Manor.
After considering it, he thought the match sounded suitable and simply granted the marriage decree.
But who could’ve imagined—
【The moment the imperial decree was issued, Chu Yu suddenly “fell ill.”】
【That illness lasted three whole months. Imperial physicians took turns examining him, and in the end all concluded it was a “disease of the heart,” incurable by medicine.】
Hearing this, the Marquis of Yongchang stiffened as though struck by a hammer.
That incident was undoubtedly the greatest humiliation in the history of his household!
【The emperor sympathized with his “illness” and assumed he was merely embarrassed, so he specially summoned him into the palace to comfort and encourage him to recover properly.】
【But the moment Chu Yu entered the imperial study, without saying a word, right in front of the emperor—】
The system’s voice suddenly rose sharply, full of horrifying suspense.
【He pulled out a dagger from his robes, pointed it at his own… crotch, and was about to stab downward!】
“What?!”
A wave of shocked cries erupted throughout the court.
Everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Castration?
To escape an imperial marriage decree, he was actually going to castrate himself?!
Just how desperately, desperately unwilling was he to marry the Second Princess?!
Xiao Juechen’s expression became indescribably complicated.
He remembered that day vividly.
Chu Yu had knelt before him, dagger in hand, eyes filled with absolute resolve.
“Your Majesty… this subject suffers from a hidden ailment and cannot marry.”
His voice was hoarse with pain.
“If I forcibly marry the princess, it would be disrespect toward her and an insult to the imperial family.”
“This subject… would rather end himself here to repay Your Majesty’s grace.”
The moment he finished speaking, the dagger stabbed downward!
At the time, Xiao Juechen had been so terrified he nearly leapt off the dragon throne.
He grabbed an empty stool beside the imperial desk and hurled it directly at Chu Yu.
Only then did he barely manage to knock the dagger off course.
Even so, Chu Yu still wounded the base of his thigh, blood instantly soaking through his trousers.
【The emperor was both shocked and furious at the time!】
【He cursed Chu Yu for being insane, reckless, and utterly ungrateful!】
【But Chu Yu simply knelt there without saying a word, desperately kowtowing over and over.】
Feng Zexuan was completely dumbfounded.
【How badly did Chu Yu not want to marry the Second Princess?!】
【What exactly did the Second Princess do that made people hate her this much?】
The system chuckled mischievously before revealing the deeper truth.
【Actually, Chu Yu wasn’t unwilling to marry at all. Rather… he already had someone else in his heart.】
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