Chapter 56.2

Chapter 56.2

Shen Huyang couldnt stand it.

As the Emperor continued to recite how their Consort Mother must be missing him down there and how happy the two would be when reunited; she couldnt resist saying the usual words her fuma would say.

Consort Mother went at the right age. Emperor Father is now old and dying, if you go down to see Consort Mother, Im afraid you wouldnt match well.

The Emperors eyes widened, he obviously didnt expect this issue.

Shen Huan, who was crying with tears on his face, not knowing if he should continue to cry, was also dumbfounded. He raised his eyes and quietly looked at his Sister, and then at the Emperor Father in whose eyes seemed to have suffered a hard hit. And he couldnt bear it.

Sister, dont say that, maybe Consort Mother has long been reincarnated and wouldnt be able to meet Emperor Father at all?

He was kind and comforting, but this sentence was also a heavy blow to the Emperor who had been waiting to die, hoping to reunite with his beloved consort.

Ah, thats right. In the beginning, Consort Liu died of hatred.

Even until she died, her wait for him still didnt manage to bear fruit.

Moreover, in the 10 years that followed, he had treated their children so poorly.

How would she be willing to forgive him?

How would she still be waiting for him?

Ultimately, they have missed their timing with each other.

The old Emperor kept twitching in bed with remorse and sorrow in his eyes.New novel chapters are published on

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And the Emperor died.

Shen Huan, who was completely unaware that his words had contributed to Emperor Fathers death, stared blankly at the dead Emperor on the dragon bed. He flung himself forward and cried.

Emperor Father!!!

Shen Huyang, who was watching his brother grieve for the Emperor:

Although it seemed that something went wrong in the process

However, it could still be considered a relief, right?

The Emperor died and the Crown Prince succeeded the throne.

Shen Huan smoothly ascended to the throne. After all, he had already been responsible for representing the imperial government before and had got along well with the civil and military officials.

The Fourth Prince had already turned into a quail by the late Emperors series of harassments and so bowed down very honestly. After he was appointed Wang, he simply just hid in the royal palace and hardly went out.

(TNote: Wang = Prince/Duke.)

The enthronement ceremony was rather tedious. By the time Shen Huan finally got everything done, he was eager to promote his Brother-in-law to the top of his life, but then he received the news that the other was going to resign.

The new Emperor refused to accept it and ran to the Princesss residence.

It was Brother-in-law and Elder Sister who raised him to this position. So now was the time to enjoy the fruits of victory, isnt it!?

Now that it was summer, the heat was so intense that even the gazebo was permeated with hot air.

The blue-clothed Fuma, who was wearing a thin shirt, coughed lightly as he sat down on a stone bench.

Never let Elder Sister and Brother-in-law sacrifice be in vain!

In the second year of becoming a good Emperor, Shen Huan received a letter from his Sister and Brother-in-law when they were at the Taihu Lake.

The scenery of Taihu Lake was as amazing as they had imagined in their hearts, and the roasted lamb leg there was also very unique. They had gone boating on the lake while reciting poems, drawing pictures, playing the zither, and lived happily. They thought of their younger brother who was far away in the Imperial City, so they specially sent the lamb leg to share with their younger brother. Because it was a long way away, the roasted lamb leg was gone, but a pickled lamb leg which tasted slightly worse than one roasted wasnt so bad.

The Emperor, who ate the whole pickled leg of lamb enjoyed it for seven days and wrote back to express his hope for them to send another roasted lamb leg. By this time, he had a vague sense that his Sister and Brother-in-law, who left the capital, seemed to be living a good life.

Sure enough, in the days that followed, he received letters from his Sister and Brother-in-law from various places, one after another. Most of which were about the scenery, eating, drinking, and having fun, but all of which were accompanied by local products.

Shen Huan from the I am very pleased that youre not living a miserable life at the beginning, to Why do I feel that my Sister and Brother-in-law were living more comfortably than me, the Emperor, then turning to Its not just a feeling, you really are living more comfortably than me ah!!

Compared with attending morning court before dawn every day, dealing with the official documents after court, and being so busy that he could only eat in a hurry, then finally after a busy day, he still had to go to the harem to see the concubines and *cough cough*, to make an imperial son or daughter for him The other two could sleep naturally every day, eat whatever they wanted, and play however they wanted. And although they had already left the capital, there were still maids and servants guarding them and whenever they arrived somewhere new, they could just announce their identities and would be respectfully served by local officials That was simply living the dream!

The worst thing was that, as an Emperor, even when he was tired and didnt want to go to the harem *cough cough*, it would get hinted at daily by the officials who paid attention to this aspect. Your Majesty, how can you not *cough cough*, where would your imperial sons and daughters come from? Where would our future Crown Prince come from? Is there any Emperor who doesnt *cough cough*, you should take pills!

The tired Shen Huan: how did Emperor Father manage a harem of three thousand women without being exhausted in the first place?

He wanted to eat some delicious food from the mountains and sea but then someone submitted a memorial.

Your Majesty, this is a waste!! As a monarch, how can you be so extravagant? Bla bla bla

He wanted to go out of the palace to play but again someone submitted a memorial.

Your Majesty, you arent putting the country at heart! As the ruler of a country, how can you go out onto the streets whenever you want? What about the country? Bla bla bla

He wanted to take a nap, but someone ah, that didnt need someone. He couldnt bear to do it himself and couldnt indulge in sleeping.

As a good Emperor, it was just a matter of getting up at the crack of dawn, right? That is nothing!

Fortunately, although life was hard, Shen Huan also had a fellow sufferer.

Princess Huyangs Fumas best friend, Zhao He.

Recalling that there was still a good friend of his Brother-in-law who had ran away, Shen Huan was keen on frustrating Zhao He.

If he had to get up before dawn, so would you.

If he had to be busy all day where his feet couldnt even touch the ground, youd have to follow.

(TNote: busy, without his feet touching the ground = so busy without a chance to stand still/ relax.)

I am exhausted every day and still have to go to the harem to have s*x, you also have to

Oh, no this was out of his hands.

At first, Zhao He was very happy when he was promoted. Although he became a bit busier, his status did grow.

But like Shen Huan, he would always receive letters and local products from his friend Brother Lin.

And so, Zhao He, who had taken up a high position, became increasingly skeptical of life.

His environment growing up had always groomed him to be an official, be good at being an official, be able to sit in a high official position and bring honor to his ancestral graves.

But how come, with such comparison, there was still jealousy in his mind?

However, no matter how jealous he was, he still couldnt let go of his official position and couldnt travel around the country as happily as Brother Lin.

Fortunately, His Majesty probably thought highly of him because of Brother Lin.