Chapter 237 Why me?
Seeing the two of them like this, Ji Ruxue felt curious and confused, and vaguely uneasy.
"Mother Queen, Father Queen, what are you talking about?"
Ji Yao turned to look at Ji Ruxue: "Xue'er, do you know why the Tibetan Rong delegation came to Beijing this time?"
Seeing her mother's serious look, Ji Ruxue couldn't help but tense up a little.
He shook his head in confusion and said, "I don't know."
Ji Yao sighed in a deep voice: "Xue'er, the Tibetan Rong has always been a major concern for our Eastern Zhou. When Taizu was still alive, we fought against them several times but failed to conquer them. Instead, they caused great damage to the vitality of our Eastern Zhou, and it took many years to recover."
By the time of Emperor Gaozu, the Tibetans fought against the Tibetans several times, and finally the two sides were at loggerheads. A minister proposed peace talks, but the Tibetans were in civil strife, so they accepted Dong Zhou's proposal to marry a princess in exchange for a truce.
"According to the agreement, we, the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, will give the Cangrong countless treasures, good cavalry and beautiful women every year, and will send a prince to marry every fifteen years."
"The previous prince, your uncle, died, so Zang Rong asked Dong Zhou to send another prince. So, Xue'er..."
Ji Yao raised her head, her deep eyes contained complexity, and the reluctance in her eyes made Ji Ruxue feel as if she was falling into an ice cellar.
Ji Ruxue froze as if struck by lightning, her whole body trembling, her legs staggering and she almost fell.
"Xue'er~"
Murong Hua supported Ji Ruxue and felt distressed when he saw his pale face.
"Xue'er, don't blame your mother. She had no choice but to do it. She couldn't bear to part with you."
Ji Ruxue's face was pale, she clutched Murong Hua's arm tightly, turned her head slightly, her eyes moist with disbelief, her voice trembling and choked.
"why me?"
Murong Hua looked away with hidden tears in his eyes.
Ji Yao: "Xue'er, the envoys came here for the purpose of marriage. If we do not follow their wishes, the Tibetan cavalry will step into the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. Do you want to see the Eastern Zhou Dynasty fall into war and the people suffer?"
Ji Ruxue burst into tears: "But why me? Why should the safety of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty sacrifice my life's happiness?"
"Is there no capable person in my great Eastern Zhou? Why does it take a prince's marriage to exchange for peace?"
"Mother Queen, don't you love Xue'er the most? Xue'er doesn't want to marry a foreign prince~" Ji Yao's face was solemn, and she sighed: "Xue'er, as a prince, you enjoy the honor of the royal family. It is your responsibility to marry a foreign prince for the sake of justice."
"No~"
Ji Ruxue knelt on the ground with a pale face, crying.
"I would rather give up my status as a prince and be a commoner than marry a foreign prince. I beg the Queen Mother to take back her decision."
Ji Yao had a gloomy face and pursed her lips tightly: "I have made up my mind on this matter. The marriage is settled."
"Mother Queen?"
Ji Ruxue looked up at her mother in disbelief, she saw that she had become such a stranger before her, and she couldn't accept it in her heart.
She shed tears and choked up, "Mother, don't you love Xue'er anymore?"
The veins on Ji Yao's sleeves were slightly visible, and she turned her eyes away reluctantly.
He stood up suddenly, his expression hardened: "I still have state affairs to deal with, so I'll leave first."
After saying that, he didn't even look at Ji Ruxue behind him, just flicked his sleeves and strode away.
Ji Ruxue behind him fell to the ground, staring at Ji Yao's departing back in a daze, two lines of tears rolling down her elegant and gentle face.
"why?"
"why me?"
Seeing his son like this, Feng Jun was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe. He wiped his tears and cried.
"My poor Xue'er, why did God do this to my son and me?"
"Why did it have to be my Xue'er..."
(End of this chapter)
