frightfiction Chapter 650 Women's Politics
Chapter 650 Women's Politics
Lan Qingwu sighed softly, "You'll find that once you get there, you'll be all alone from beginning to end. You'll be a complete alien. You'll be very lonely, very alone. No one will understand you, no one will know how you feel. You'll become a lonely soul wandering in that otherworldly world!"
The Shenwu Emperor was slightly startled. Had this always been her feeling? For all these years? A slight pang of pain welled up in his heart, and he hugged Lan Qingwu even tighter. "Ruoruo, you've lived here for so many years, integrated into this dynasty, and even agreed to be my empress, simply because I'm the Emperor. If I were to reach that otherworldly world, I'd naturally be willing to stay there for Ruoruo! As long as you're in that world, I won't be alone!"
Lan Qingwu slowly smiled. She lay in the arms of the Divine Martial Emperor, their eyes reflecting only each other's shadows. "Brother Heng, you said you would listen to me from now on?"
"Yes, Ruo Ruo, I will listen to you from now on."
Lan Qingwu took the initiative to kiss the Emperor Shenwu's thin lips, and whispered with seductive charm: "Brother Heng, let's get married before Yueyue gets married! I have already proposed successfully, and I must marry you!"
The Emperor smiled dotingly and helplessly, passively accepting the beauty's kindness. However, the beauty only cared about teasing him, regardless of the consequences. The Emperor used his arms to press Lan Qingwu under him: "Your proposal was successful, so save your energy. Let me serve you from now on!"
Emperor Shenwu turned from passive to active and kissed Lan Qingwu until she was dizzy. The passion was gentle and lingering, as intoxicating as drinking a mellow and long-lasting wine.
When the clouds stopped and the rain subsided, Lan Qingwu fell asleep again, but Emperor Shenwu could not calm down for a long time. From time to time, he would gently peck and kiss Lan Qingwu's forehead, cheeks, and lips...
Emperor Shenwu whispered softly in Lan Qingwu's ear: "Ruoruo, you are the one my heart desires. With you by my side, I will not despair. You are the moonlight I have always looked up to. Even if I go to that strange outside world, I will stay there for you!"
The next afternoon, Emperor Shenwu went to the main hall of Qianzheng Palace to discuss state affairs. Lan Qingwu comforted the soon-to-be-wed Seventh Princess. She fell into her mother's warm arms, and the two embraced tightly, exchanging many intimate words. Lan Qingwu instructed her daughter on many matters of marriage, including the best time for a woman to have children. He also promised to introduce Nie Wushuang to the Seventh Princess's residence.
Concubine Jiang would pay her respects to Lan Qingwu at Qianzheng Hall every day, rain or shine, and she never missed a visit, regardless of whether Lan Qingwu was asleep or awake.
Lan Qingwu was in good spirits today. After meeting the Seventh Princess, he met the Crown Prince.
The mother and son talked about many things until Ru Ping whispered back at the door: "Empress, Concubine Jiang is here again? Would you like to see her?"
Lan Qingwu lowered his eyes slightly: "It's time to meet! Chu Ming, have you remembered everything your mother told you?"
The Crown Prince nodded and said solemnly, "Son, remember this—in the future, I will aspire to ensure that every city has a Qingciyuan, a Helitang, and a girls' charity school. No matter how difficult it is, we will continue to promote women's policies: women can live alone, women can divorce, and women can engage in business! This is the wish of my mother, and it is also for the benefit of all people in the world. My father has always tried to implement this in every city and village in Dasheng. I will continue my father's strategy and my mother's painstaking efforts, and do my best to realize her wishes one by one in the coming decades! I will find more ways to make a living for the vulnerable groups in the world!"
Lan Qingwu nodded weakly, leaning against the bed, with bright eyes, white teeth, black hair like a waterfall, and a pure and beautiful face like ice and snow. However, the prince knew how much unimaginable price his mother had paid for such a stunning and youthful appearance.
"Chu Ming, what else?"
Lan Qingwu looked at her son tenderly: "Also, your mother hopes that you can treat yourself better in the future! Whether it's Xiaoqi or Yueyue, if they want to live the life they want in the future, they have many choices. With your support, they have the highest degree of freedom. Only with you, your mother hopes that you can be happier and happier! This is a mother's most simple and unpretentious wish. Chuming, if there is anyone that your mother is most worried about, it is you! You are so like your father! You will live in this palace for the rest of your life, just like your father. Your mother is worried, afraid that you will not meet someone who is sincere to you in the future. From childhood to adulthood, you are better than others in every way, but your mother only wants you to be happy and happy in the future."
"If you really meet that person in the future, Chu Ming, you must protect her well! You must also take good care of yourself and live a good life here!"
Her son was destined to become an emperor, but most emperors found it difficult to gain true love. They were high above, as if on the top of ice and snow, but they were destined to be lonely, and spent their days scheming and weighing the pros and cons.
The prince's eyes were already red. He fell on his mother's lap and said with a sob, "Mother, mother... your son will listen to you... Mother..."
If you were gone, who would still treat your son sincerely? Who would still remember to buy him new clothes for all seasons? Who would still remember to give him three meals a day? Who would still remember whether he was happy or not?
When the prince walked out of the Qianzheng Hall, he met Concubine Jiang who came to pay her respects. Concubine Jiang only exchanged glances with the prince, whose eyes were slightly red, and was then summoned into the bedroom by Lan Qingwu.
Imperial Concubine Jiang bowed respectfully but did not stand up. Lan Qingwu did not force her to do so. She said slowly, "You come to pay your respects every day. It's too tiring. Sometimes I'm too sleepy to see you."
Concubine Jiang's entire body trembled at the mere sound of Lan Qingwu's faint voice. Even though she gritted her teeth, tears still streamed down her cheeks. She raised her head slightly and said, "Empress, do you regret this? Never mind. I shouldn't have asked. Now I finally understand what Your Majesty once said to me: whether it was a beggar on the street or any other child in the palace, you would never leave them to die!"
"Empress, I am terribly frightened right now. Can you...can you...Jin'er can't accept this right now. I really don't know what to do! I can only swear to you that from now on, Jin'er is your son. He will be the Crown Prince's most loyal and eternal right-hand man!"
Lan Qingwu looked at Concubine Jiang, who had become much more haggard recently, and asked, "Do you still blame me now? Do you still have any questions in your heart?"
Imperial Concubine Jiang suppressed her tears, recalling events from many years ago. She shook her head slightly, "Empress, I take back what I said back then! I felt that Your Majesty was young and strong, and since he was still the Emperor, he wouldn't always be with you alone. If that happened, your wisdom would be hurt, and your love would be short-lived, and you would always be the one to suffer!"