Film and Television: The Collector Who Rampages Across the Heavens

In the 17th year of the Western Wei Dynasty, the war that swept across multiple countries finally ended before the arrival of winter, leaving hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians dead and wounded, and the land of Wei was scarred.

As soon as I woke up in the early morning, the eaves and beams were covered with snow, my breath was filled with white mist, and the branches were covered with frost that shimmered.

creak!

Having comforted the princess's heart all night, Su Li pushed open the door and stepped out. He looked thoughtful as he strolled through the back garden of the princess's residence, bathed in the cold wind.

More than half a month had passed since the war ended. Yuan Che and Tuyuhun had fought fiercely for many days and both sides had suffered heavy losses. When they saw that the reinforcements he led had arrived, Tuyuhun withdrew.

The Wei emperor, who was fighting against the Eastern Wei, was in good health on the frontier, but once he returned to the palace, the weather turned to deep winter and his condition deteriorated. He was bedridden and seemed to be on his deathbed.

He was considering which of the princes could inherit the throne. Currently, only Yuan Song and Yuan Che were adults. The former was cunning and scheming, but not strong in literature or strategy. If he were to take the throne, he could only barely become a ruler who could defend the city. Yuan Che, on the other hand, had been in the army for many years. He might not be good at politics, but he was very knowledgeable about military affairs.

"Looking at it this way... the only one I can help is Yuan Song."

Su Li nodded secretly, thinking that it would benefit him the most if the other party took the position.

He returned from the garden, ate the breakfast Caiwei brought him, and spent a long time reading military books before returning to his room after receiving news that Yuan Chun had woken up.

The beautiful princess, dressed in a winter palace gown, saw him enter and her beautiful eyes flashed with a coquettish smile.

When the two of them are together, this guy won't stop until he's begging for mercy...

"Stop fooling around!"

Seeing the scoundrel's hand wrap around her slender waist again, Yuan Chun quickly pushed him away, saying, "I still have to go to the palace to see my father and mother."

Su Li also wanted to see the current state of Emperor Wei, so she stopped and said, "Alright then!"

As he spoke, he blew hot air onto the princess's cheek and whispered in her ear, "I'll torment you again when I get back."

"Go away..." Yuan Chun gently punched his chest with her small fist.

After some playful banter, the carriage, escorted by elite soldiers, slowly entered the palace and arrived at the main hall where Emperor Wei was recuperating. Even before entering, one could hear a series of coughs.

The personal eunuch trotted in to report: "Your Majesty, Her Highness the Princess and her husband have arrived."

"Let them in," Emperor Wei said weakly.

Su Li and Yuan Chun entered the palace hand in hand, quickly glanced at the pale-faced man with dull eyes on the bed, and kowtowed, saying, "Your subject greets Your Majesty."

"Get up. Why are you coming to the palace in the dead of winter instead of staying at home? I am in good health and do not need your visits."

Emperor Wei coughed lightly as he spoke, but a look of satisfaction appeared on his face. When people are old and dying, they like their children and grandchildren to be around them.

"Your daughter was worried that you would be lonely, Father." Yuan Chun walked over and sat on the bed, took the tonic from the Wei Emperor's new concubine, and personally fed it to him spoonful by spoonful.

Emperor Wei sipped his drink and asked the young couple about their family life. Yuan Chun smiled and said that it was clear that he and Su Li got along very well.

"It seems you are satisfied with the husband I chose for you, that's good... From now on, someone will pamper you and protect you from harm."

"No, your daughter needs you, Father, no matter what."

The father and daughter had a deep and meaningful conversation, and only left to see Consort Wei when Emperor Wei needed to rest.

"Have you seen your father, the Emperor?"

Consort Wei remained as dignified and elegant as ever, her graceful face radiating the dignity of an empress.

"Hmm!" Yuan Chun nodded slightly, a look of sadness appearing on her delicate face. She wasn't as composed as she appeared in front of Emperor Wei. "Father's health?"

Consort Wei glanced at Su Li and sighed, "The imperial physician said your father needs to rest. If he can get through this winter, he'll be fine for the next year. If not..."

Yuan Chun was slightly startled and asked anxiously, "How could this happen? Father's health wasn't so good before!"

"Do you think being the ruler of a country is so easy? You only see your father's outward majesty, but who can understand his worries and pressures?" Consort Wei shook her head as she spoke, seemingly not wanting her daughter to know about such troubles. She reached out and patted her daughter's shoulder. "Go outside for a walk. I need to talk to the Prince Consort."

Yuan Chun was no longer the naive and innocent girl she used to be. She seemed to have guessed something, nodded her head, and walked out of the main hall with her personal maid.

After Consort Wei waved her hand to dismiss all the palace maids, she spoke up, saying, "If His Majesty is unable to govern, who do you think would be the best person to oversee the country?"

"The thirteenth prince is benevolent and virtuous, and is known as a wise king in the capital. What Wei needs after this war is to recover and recuperate." Su Li naturally did not hesitate to support her brother-in-law's ascension to the throne.

Consort Wei, trailing her wide robes, stood by the door, gazing at the distant snow scene. Her red lips parted slightly: "These days, Che'er has become increasingly distant from me. Although I raised him myself, he went to serve in the army after he came of age. After not seeing him for many years, even I feel estranged. If His Majesty is here, everything will be fine. But if His Majesty is not here, he is a prince and holds military power. In that case, the only one who can help Thirteenth Prince and whom he can trust is you."

"Your Majesty, rest assured, I will do my utmost to support the Thirteenth Prince, no matter whose name is on the imperial edict," Su Li said with a reassuring expression, meaning that even if a palace coup occurred, he would do everything in his power to ensure that the Thirteenth Prince, Yuan Song, ascended the throne.

"I'm relieved to hear that." Consort Wei was very satisfied with his answer. With her coordinating and communicating with the ministers in the court, and with her son-in-law, a great general, cooperating in the army, they had the upper hand against Yuan Che.

After having lunch in the palace, the two came out. In the carriage, Yuan Chun lifted the curtain with her bare hand, and the cold wind rushed in. The snow outside was quite dazzling. She turned her pink face and asked.

"Does your mother want you to support your brother's ascension to the throne?"

"Yes, although the Seventh Prince was raised by the Empress, he is not her biological son after all." Su Li grasped her soft and delicate hand and pressed it to his ear, feeling the warm, jade-like touch. He squinted and said, "This is a matter between us men. You don't need to ask. With me here, everything will be fine."

Yuan Chun felt a warmth in her heart as she listened. She smiled brightly, leaned closer to him, and enjoyed the cozy moment.

But Su Li always seemed to enjoy breaking the atmosphere, her hands groping around as she quietly said, "It seems like we've never tried this in a carriage before..."

"You, stop! Don't you even know where you are?" Yuan Chun was startled. It was one thing to mess around at home, but this was no safe place.

Su Li thought about it and agreed, but he had another idea: "Then let's try it in the carriage when we get back."

Yuan Chun was both ashamed and angry, and she repeatedly waved her fists at him.

But this did not change Su Li's mind. After returning to the princess's residence, she dismissed all the servants and left her personal maid Caiwei to keep watch. Yuan Chun was pulled aside to test the vibrations of the carriage.

As darkness fell, her face flushed and her body limp, she was carried into the room to rest.

After closing the door, Su Li said to Cai Wei, "Have the kitchen prepare the food and heat it up. Chun'er should be able to wake up when the moon is high in the sky."

Caiwei blushed and nodded. Ever since the princess followed the prince consort, the two of them have been playing around a bit too much.

Su Li looked at the charming maid, whose curvaceous figure could not be concealed even by a winter palace dress, and whose elegant, flushed face added a touch of allure. Then he thought that she was the princess's personal maid, and his already remaining fighting power became even stronger.

"It's still early..."

"what?"

Before Caiwei could react, her hands were grasped. She stammered, "Your Highness, what...what is this?"

"I promised before that if I became the prince consort, I would make you my concubine. I will bring it up with the princess when she wakes up. What do you think?"

Su Li, trying to win over the maid's heart, said...

Caiwei let out a breath, her face flushed, and remained silent: "This servant will obey the Prince Consort."

"Very good, come with me to check the carriage again. The princess's safety is paramount and must be taken seriously." Su Li said with a playful tone.

What could Caiwei say? She could only let it be.

……

Under the snow-covered sky, the Prince of Xiang's mansion was heavily guarded by armored soldiers, with armed patrols and taxi drivers everywhere.

Yuan Che was having a conversation with his strategist Dongfang Ji in a secret room. Both were in the body of the Wei emperor, and few could remain indifferent to the throne.

"My father's health is deteriorating day by day, and the ministers in the court are becoming more and more cautious. When I entered the palace before, my mother even tested me to see if I had any ambition to rise to the top."

Yuan Che's expression was quite complicated. Now, the two brothers were the only ones in Great Wei who were qualified to compete for the position of Crown Prince.

"How did Your Highness reply?" Dongfang Ji was originally a strategist in Yanbei. He had mastered the art of slaying dragons but had never had the opportunity to use it. He thought that by following the Marquis of Dingbei, he could help him conquer the world, but he did not expect that the latter had no intention of becoming an emperor.

He was one of the masterminds behind the massacre of Yan Xun's entire family, and now he has set his sights on this prince. His purpose is self-evident.

"What else can I say? I'll just have to follow Father's orders," Yuan Che said.

"Your Highness, the world has been in turmoil for a long time. The national situation is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you will fall behind. What the Great Wei needs is a wise and valiant ruler so that he can lead the Wei Kingdom to unify the world. The thirteenth prince is fine as a friend and relative, but he is absolutely not suitable for the throne, especially in the current chaotic world."

Dongfang Ji said earnestly and sincerely, "I hope Your Highness can make this determination to strive for the throne and not be misled by personal feelings. I am willing to follow you to the death. I hope Your Highness will unify the world and create a new golden age."

Yuan Che closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Do you know that the power of the thirteenth brother is no less than mine? Just Yuwen Li's power in the army is enough to contend with me, not to mention that he also has the help of the Empress Dowager."

"Then let's eliminate this person first," Dongfang Ji said, his face filled with murderous intent.

"Do you know the consequences of killing a high-ranking general of the court? Besides, he is Chun'er's husband." Yuan Che rejected the suggestion without hesitation. He wanted to ascend to the throne, but not through this method.

"Then we should find a way to transfer this person away from the capital, or strip him of his military power. Either one of these methods will suffice," Dongfang Ji said, knowing that Yuan Che would not agree.

"This method is acceptable, but it will require a lot of open and covert struggle. Mother will definitely do everything in her power to stop it."

Yuan Che stood up and paced back and forth in the secret chamber, sighing deeply, "The throne..."

……

The next day, snowflakes drifted down from the sky, and the rooms in the mansion were filled with a warm and cozy atmosphere, with a fragrant aroma. The two were eating hot pot, which Su Li had invented.

Seeing that Yuan Chun was happy, he casually mentioned that he had taken Caiwei as a concubine the night before.

Yuan Chun looked over with a half-smile, her tone tinged with sourness: "So that's why I didn't see her this morning."

"How can you blame me? It's your fault for being so weak. If you could satisfy this prince consort, I wouldn't be eating snacks." Su Li was being hypocritical after getting a good deal.

"Hmph!" Yuan Chun kicked him lightly with her leg under the table. "Although Caiwei is my maid, we are like sisters. You must treat her well."

"I know, haven't you seen how much I pamper her that she can't even get out of bed yet!"

"We're eating, so stop being so glib..."

After having a full meal, Yuan Chun went out to play with other princes and noble ladies in the capital, while Su Li returned to the Black Mountain Courtyard. He didn't live in the princess's residence every day; feelings need to be cultivated, and being separated for two or three days from time to time is how beauty is created.

As soon as he returned, the women immediately crowded around him, chattering incessantly. Xiao Yu stood on the outermost edge with her arms crossed, nudged Chu Qiao, and chuckled, "Your young master is quite the charming and dashing man; he probably has as many concubines as the Emperor Wei!"

Chu Qiao remained silent. She used to be angry, but now she was used to it. Otherwise, why would she have to bear the young master's blows alone at night?

One day is fine, but after half a month, they are the ones who will break down first, not to mention that having multiple wives and concubines is very normal in this era...

"Come on, everyone, let's go for a walk in the garden."

Looking at the beautiful women, each with their own unique charm and figure, Su Li felt a surge of satisfaction. What were men striving for all their lives? Wasn't it all for these women?

"Young master, is Her Highness the princess the same as us in bed?" Jin Si, who was the first to be disciplined and opened up, asked in a sweet and curious voice.

The other women also pricked up their ears, ready to listen; who wouldn't be curious about the private affairs of noble ladies?

"Absolutely. Who am I? I can make her do whatever I tell her to do. Every princess has to obey my orders. If I tell her to lie down, she can't get up."

As Su Li spoke, she deliberately glanced at Xiao Yu, whose face was flushed. This lady was a princess, but apart from Chu Qiao, no one else knew it.

"Young Master is mighty!" The women giggled. They knew all too well how the young master could do things. The thought that even the high and mighty princesses were just his playthings sent a jolt of excitement through their bodies and minds.

"Disgusting! Like master, like maid." Xiao Yu cursed inwardly for a long time.

But Su Li and the others didn't care. Under his long-term tutelage, they were incredibly open about joking around in private.

Chu Qiao was used to it. She turned her head when she heard footsteps and saw a guard coming over with a letter, which he respectfully presented with both hands.

She glanced at the envelope, opened it, and the contents left her speechless.

Seeing the situation, Su Li came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"We've found the murderer who killed my mother, Luohe..." Chu Qiao's voice trembled slightly.

Su Li took it and read it. It stated that the Rebirth Camp was the most suspicious force, and it analyzed all the intelligence she had learned.

"Tomorrow, I'll go with you to take revenge and completely eradicate this force."

"Thank you!" Chu Qiao looked up at him.

"I don't need to say thank you to you; we've been through thick and thin together," Su Li said, hugging her.

Chu Qiao felt touched, bit her lip, and whispered, "I agree with what you said before."

"What?"

"Just play mahjong with them...!" Chu Qiao's pretty face was incredibly charming and beautiful, even her snow-white neck was flushed pink.

Su Li was taken aback, then chuckled. He didn't say anything to refuse. Chu Qiao had rejected the absurd thing he had casually mentioned before, but he didn't expect that this woman would still remember it.

It's great, really great, he likes it very much...

That night, another indescribable event took place, and Princess Xiao Yu of Southern Liang was also dragged into it. She was heartbroken, unable to bear the sight of such a noble princess being reduced to this state.

After a night of debauchery, they were planning to set off, but Chu Qiao was unwell and had to rest for another day.

They also brought Xiao Yu along. This princess is quite skilled in martial arts, so they need to take her out to train her, otherwise she will become useless if they keep her around for too long.