The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 300 Daughter
This……

Is there anything that can't be said in private?
Why not today?

However, Emperor Yingqian did not think much of it, as Gu Fuju was always tactful in his actions.

"It is self-evident."

Emperor Yingqian glanced at Eunuch Tu behind him.

"Help the Grand Tutor up!"

Gu Fuju remained kneeling and refused to rise.

Yu Tingwan's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

She thought the matter was over.

But it doesn't seem so.

As soon as she looked up, she met the eyes of Jiashan, who was still sitting in his seat.

Jiashan said nothing, but smiled at the girl when she looked over.

It was obvious that she knew what Gu Fuju was going to do.

"Your Majesty."

Gu Fuju: "I hope Your Majesty will bestow a title upon my daughter."

The Empress Dowager was delighted.

She looked at Gu Wu: "What did I say before? Your parents were afraid that you would be wronged, so they will make it up to you. And here they are."

Whether it's being granted the title of Princess of the County or the lower-ranking Princess of the County, even without a fief, having an extra title is still exceptionally prestigious!
Gu Wu was immediately delighted.

The gloom of the past few days has faded.

She always cared a lot about her image, and she thought that her birthday would be the subject of gossip and speculation among many noble ladies.

But her father gave her a surprise.

If it were someone else, Emperor Yingqian might have to consider it. Although the title had no real power, it was still no small matter.

However, Gu Fuju had no children in his life. He was also a minister who valued rules the most and was impartial and incorruptible.

Years ago, the Empress Dowager had tried to matchmake Gu Wu and Wei Zhao. Emperor Yingqian verbally supported the marriage, but in his heart he was unwilling.

One family is headed by civil officials, while the Wei family is led by military generals. How could these two families possibly form a marriage alliance?

But Wei Zhao is now married.

Emperor Ying Qian readily agreed.

"A ruler's word is his bond; how could I possibly renege on it?"

Gu Wu frequently entered the palace, and Emperor Qian was known for his filial piety and virtue, so he often visited Cining Palace.

He met the Gu family's daughter more often than some of the princesses in the palace.

He was very approachable, speaking to the girl beside the Empress Dowager as if she were his own junior, saying, "Parents who love their children plan far ahead for them. Your father has gone to great lengths for you."

"When you were still a young woman, he could protect you, but you will get married sooner or later."

"When you get married, besides being the daughter of the Grand Tutor, you'll also have the royal family as your backing. Which in-laws would dare to mistreat you? Even if your husband is disrespectful to you, it won't work."

Wei Zhao understood.

This move is to defend against him.

"Your Majesty."

Gu Fuju: "It's not Awu."

He glanced in the direction of the Duke of Shun's residence, his voice hoarse but clear, his usual sternness softened, all in front of everyone.

"She is Chen and Jiashan's biological daughter."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Is Gu Wu not a biological daughter of the Gu family?

Thinking back to what had happened not long ago, they were all stunned. Their gazes darted back and forth between Yu Tingwan and Gu Wu, who, after hearing these words, still had the mind to peel peanuts for the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager nearly fainted, her shock barely concealed.

When Madam Zhou thought of the bad things she had said about Yu Tingwan in front of Jia Shan, her eyes rolled back and she almost fainted.

Yu Tingwan's eyelashes fluttered like butterflies, trembling slightly. She was oblivious to the countless gazes falling upon her.

A crisp "ding" sounded.

Wei Zhao gently tapped the edge of the plate with a jade spoon.

Yu Tingwan heard him speak softly.

"three."

Another ding.

"two."

Wei Zhao glanced at the sky outside. He stopped counting and let go, the spoon slipping from his hand.

Gasps filled the hall, but he, who had practiced martial arts since childhood, heard the sound of rapid footsteps approaching from afar.

Wei Zhao turned his head and straightened the girl's wrinkled hem.

He said something without any context.

"coming."

What's coming?
Yu Tingwan was completely confused.

"emperor!"

The eunuch serving the East Palace arrived in a panic, his face covered in sweat. But before he could even enter the hall, he tripped over a corner and fell heavily to the ground.

"Crown Prince..."

The father-in-law, trembling with fear, pressed his head to the ground.

The Empress felt inexplicably uneasy.

Emperor Yingqian had no time to worry about his family matters: "What happened?"

"Say!"

"The Crown Prince... has passed away."

These four words, though trembling, carried immense weight, crashing onto the not-so-calm lake and creating towering, turbulent waves.

Wei Zhao's decision to have Ying Yi die on this day was a well-thought-out one.

Even though Gu Fuju was his teacher, he didn't know how important Yu Tingwan was in Gu Fuju's eyes.

The crown prince is going to die sooner or later anyway. What if he does?

What if the Gu family couple decides to keep Yu Tingwan as their daughter?
A girl can be the center of attention, but she shouldn't be the subject of gossip.

Only something bigger will happen...

Ying Yi was in poor health, but he was the Crown Prince and was known for his kindness and gentleness.

Old Master Ge was already on his way, so how could this happen...?

too suddenly.

It seems the capital is about to undergo a major upheaval.

Emperor Yingqian's pupils contracted sharply, and he staggered back a few steps.

The Crown Prince was his first son! He was personally taught by his side.

The empress beside him swayed and almost lost her balance.

She didn't care about anything else, strode over, and kicked her father-in-law on the head.

"Bastard thing!"

"I just came from the East Palace! Who gave you the audacity to say that something happened to the Crown Prince? My son is perfectly fine, and today he was unusually in high spirits, talking to me for a long time!"

Even if... even before Elder Ge came to treat him, didn't those imperial physicians say he only had a few years left to live?
The father-in-law was kicked and turned to the side, but he quickly knelt down again.

"Your Majesty, you had just left when His Highness said he was tired and wanted to rest. But..."

Then it stopped breathing.

It was clearly a last gasp before death.

He passed away peacefully.

He dared not say anything more.

A servant's life is the least valuable; he might be given some meat when his master is in a good mood, but if things don't go well, his life is in danger.

The Eastern Palace is now in complete chaos.

Soon another palace maid came running over.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

"The Crown Princess fainted from grief."

The sky had been overcast for the past few days, as if it had been brewing for today's downpour.

Large raindrops rolled down, stinging my face.

The banquet, which should have been a joyous occasion, turned into a funeral, with the mournful cries from the Crown Prince's palace growing louder and louder.

When the Crown Princess woke up again, the rain outside was showing signs of intensifying.

She was completely bewildered.

But just as he was about to sit up...

The Empress's trusted nanny spoke up to stop her: "Crown Princess, please don't move, lest you disturb the fetus."

"Go and summon Imperial Physician Jiang, who has been taking my pulse for a long time."

These words were spoken by the Empress.

The Crown Princess, peering through the thin curtains, saw the Empress standing by the window. This was the mother of the nation, who was supposed to be handling the Crown Prince's funeral.

Physician Jiang arrived quickly.

As people entered, the palace doors were closed.

Something had happened at the Eastern Palace, and Imperial Physician Jiang was extremely nervous. After taking the Crown Princess's pulse, he hurriedly bowed to the Empress, carefully choosing his words.

"Although the Crown Princess's pulse is smooth, it sometimes feels heavy. She needs to take good care of herself, reduce her workload, and rest quietly to nourish her pregnancy."

"Imperial Physician Jiang."

The Empress looked over with a gloomy expression.

"You seem quite knowledgeable about fetal development. When I was pregnant with the Crown Prince, you said it was a boy. In your opinion, what about this pregnancy of the Crown Princess?"

Physician Jiang's hands trembled on his sleeves.

It was a girl, but he had clearly spoken with the Empress about it long ago.

The Empress said coldly, "She will give birth in a month. It can only be a legitimate son. Do you all understand?"

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It is very late at night.

When the crown prince died, the whole world mourned him.

Oh.

Wei Zhao did not.

He expressed his discomfort midway through the procession of his ministers who were offering incense in mourning.

Wei Zhao clutched his chest, his face deathly pale, devoid of any color.

"Guizhi, what's wrong?"

Xiao Huaiyan's father, the Marquis of Zhongyong, was the first to notice something was wrong.

Wei Zhao: "It's nothing. Let me see His Highness off on his final journey."

Marquis Zhongyong whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "What are you sending?"

"What if you go with me to the underworld? Take care of yourself, that's more important than anything else."

"Go back first, I need to deal with the Emperor..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Fuju walked over.

"I'll go talk to the Emperor. You all leave the palace first."

He looked at Yu Tingwan, his eyes filled with intense emotions.

"I was frightened today. After the rain, I'll drink some ginger tea when I get home and go to bed early."

These words were undoubtedly gentle.

The next moment, he looked at Wei Zhao's short-lived appearance.

Their attitude cooled down.

Deep voice.

"How long can you live?"