I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Chapter 310: Self-immolation in the Funeral Hall

There was a fierce battle going on ahead. Lu Mingyang climbed up the city wall dejectedly with dark circles under his eyes.

Chu Mingzheng looked at her and smiled: "Oh, our mighty General Lu, why do you stay in the city and not go to the battlefield to kill the enemy?"

Lu Mingyang glared at him fiercely.

She had wanted to sneak out last night, go to the military camp, and fight alongside her elder sister. However, she couldn't even leave the small palace.

Chu Mingzheng smiled and hugged her in his arms, "You can't even leave the palace, and you still want to go into battle and kill the enemy?"

"Hmph, what's so great about that? It's just a little bit of night patrol skills." Lu Mingyang kicked him, looked at the battlefield in the distance with pride, and was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore.

Chu Mingzheng leaned over to the angry little girl's ear and said, "You said you wanted to beg me last night, but you had to mess around on your own."

"Don't even think about it!" Lu Mingyang pushed him away angrily. He really thought he was stupid.

Today's battle lasted three hours, and the Xiongnu retreated twenty taels. Lu Mingyuan led his troops back to the city, and the entire city celebrated. Calls for battle were loud and clear.

At the same time, Lu Mingyuan brought back Song Wei's body.

In the palace study, Lu Mingyuan took out a letter written in blood and handed it to Chu Mingzheng. "This letter was secretly written by the Duke of Song. It contains intelligence from the enemy camp. In order to pass this information to me, he was killed by the Huns."

When Lu Mingyang read the blood letter to the end, he saw a sentence, the last sentence.

"Fourth sister, I'm not as bad as you say."

She never knew that her angry words that day had left such a deep knot in his heart.

Lu Mingyang raised his head to hold back his tears and asked his elder sister, "Where is he?"

Lu Mingyuan said, "I've had someone send him back to Duke Song's mansion."

Lu Mingyang touched Chu Mingzheng's hand and asked, "Is it useful?"

"it works!"

Being useful means that his death was not in vain.

Chu Mingzheng closed the blood letter and sent someone to the palace to inform Concubine Song. Now that he had sent people to guard Xiefang Palace, Concubine Song had no way of knowing what was happening outside.

When giving the order, he added, "If Concubine Song wants to go to pay her respects, let her go."

Although he failed to resist the Xiongnu cavalry, Song Wei died for his country after all.

That night, a fire broke out in the Duke of Song's mansion.

Chu Mingzheng and Lu Mingyang hurried to the Duke of Song's Mansion.

Everyone gathered in the yard, and no matter how much water they poured, they couldn't put out the fire in the mourning hall.

A shrill laugh emanated from the mourning hall. In the firelight, Liu Mingqin stared at everyone with a pair of hollow eyes, shouting frantically, "It's over, everything is over. All my hard work has been in vain."

Zheng Xuan angrily said, "How dare you, you bitch, destroy your husband's body."

"If you're so angry, why don't you dare come in and be buried with your husband?" Liu Mingqin laughed again, "I dare. From now on, Brother Yuanrui will be mine alone. Since you like the title of Duke's Wife so much, then you can wear it for the rest of your life."

"I'm telling you, don't even think about remarrying, because you can't have children. And all the women in the Duke of Song's mansion can't have children. This is the price you pay for killing my child. Haha..."

"You, what did you give us to eat?" Zheng Xuan panicked.

Although her father and husband were both dead, she still had a brother and could marry into a good family. But if she couldn't have children, how could she remarry?

Liu Mingqin laughed: "You drink the water from the well every day, how come no one noticed it? You are a bunch of idiots."

Aunt Liu knelt on the ground, pounding the ground in pain: "My daughter, why are you so depressed?"

"Qin'er, come out."

Lu Mingyang and Chu Mingzheng rushed over.

Liu Mingqin rolled her eyes and said, "Fourth sister, I didn't want to hurt you that day. I really didn't want to hurt you. I know that in this world, besides mother, only you and my eldest sister are kind to me. But I couldn't help it."

Lu Mingyuan also rushed over and shouted, "Qin'er, come out, your elder sister is here to pick you up."

"Go home?" Liu Mingqin smiled and shook her head: "I can never go back."

The beams of the mourning hall gradually fell. Liu Mingqin coughed, holding onto the coffin, and with difficulty climbed in, lying next to Song Wei.

"Brother Yuanrui, are you stupid? You said that if you had been nicer to me and cared more about me, you would have a son to carry on the family line and you would be in mourning."

"Now is the time, let's go find him together!"

The fire was gradually put out, and all the people inside passed away.

……

After the female soldiers' victory over the Xiongnu, Dasheng's morale soared. Within two weeks, the Xiongnu retreated, and Lu Mingze led his troops in pursuit. Chu Mingzheng moved into Wenhua Palace to handle government affairs.

Memorials from all over the country piled up on his desk like snowflakes, and he feared another sleepless night. Lu Mingyang couldn't sleep, so he brought him a midnight snack.

"Eat a bowl of porridge and watch!"

Lu Mingyang placed a bowl of porridge on the desk and served him a bowl.

"Plum blossom and lotus seed porridge, try it!"

“Delicious!”

"You haven't drunk yet!"

"Everything you send is delicious."

"What do you mean I sent it to you?" Lu Mingyang said dissatisfiedly, "I made this myself."

"Really!" Chu Mingzheng picked up the spoon and took a bite.

Lu Mingyang looked expectantly, "Is it delicious?"

"Uh...it's a bit bitter." He told the truth.

Lu Mingyang took a spoonful and said dejectedly, "I forgot to remove the core. Don't drink it."

As she was about to put it away, Chu Mingzheng took it first, took the spoon from her hand and continued to drink: "It's better to be bitter, it can reduce internal heat. I've been very hot these past two days."

"Because of these memorials?" she asked.

Chu Mingzheng shook his head: "Jin Yiluo told me before he left that one day he would let you know that he is the only person you can rely on."

Lu Mingyang smiled: "How did you respond to him?"

"I said, my Yangyang is self-reliant and doesn't need to rely on anyone, including me."

Lu Mingyang gave a thumbs up: "It's good that you didn't answer."

"But he doesn't look like a man who has lost a battle." The more Chu Mingzheng thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Lu Mingyang rubbed his cheek and said with a smile, "You won't be satisfied until people kneel down and kowtow to you."

"Of course," Chu Mingzheng followed up the conversation, gritting his teeth and saying, "It has to be a loud knock. Who dared to covet my wife?"

Lu Mingyang curled his lips and reminded with a smile: "I don't seem to be your wife now. So..."

"So what?"

Chu Mingzheng directly held the person in his arms.

"It's spilled, it's spilled." Lu Mingyang hurriedly held the spinning bowl of porridge.

Chu Mingzheng said, "Yangyang, the Empress Dowager asked me to go to Shoukang Palace tomorrow. I think it should be about the appointment of a crown prince."

"That's great!" Lu Mingyang pulled his chin. "You can't just keep living here without proper authority. What if the emperor wakes up?"

"It's better for him if he doesn't wake up." Chu Mingzheng explained: "Those ministers welcomed me back to the court. If the emperor wakes up, won't they worry that His Majesty will punish him later?"

"So, without you even having to do anything, those ministers will sideline the emperor?"

Chu Mingzheng nodded: "Yangyang, the crown prince's enthronement ceremony and the crown princess's enthronement ceremony are held together, is that good? I can only say yes."

Lu Mingyang: “…”