Chapter 33: Fake and pro-princess in substitute literature (9)
"How to kill? How can you get away with it after killing? How can you be sure that after the death of King Khan, I will be the one who takes that position."
A princess who comes for marriage will be feared by everyone in the royal court.
At this time, Chunyu Dian no longer called Chunyu Ke his father.
He has very complicated feelings about it.
Chunyu Ke was indeed nurturing to himself.
But this nurturing grace gradually turned into a complicated emotion as Chun Yuke wanted to get rid of himself.
But no matter what, if he wanted to live, Chunyu Ke would have no choice but to die.
He had no choice.
Chunyu Ke had no choice.
"Tomorrow is the wedding day, and Chun Yuke will definitely drink the combined wine with me. However, I heard that he has not been in good health these days, and witch doctors frequently visit the royal court. And today , your mother-in-law seems to be sick to the extent that she needs to call a witch doctor. She is already in poor health, and the beloved concubine is seriously ill. It is normal for something to go wrong for a while. "
This is also described in the novel.
On their wedding night, Chunyu Ke did not even consummate the marriage due to health reasons, and even summoned the witch doctor to the royal court before dawn.
After the wedding, Chun Yuke's health hardly improved. He was in and out of illness and died soon after.
Almost everyone knows about his body.
Even if he died immediately, it wouldn't cause much trouble.
"It's easy for him to die, but who will be the Khan? He must have issued an edict a long time ago."
Chunyu Ke would never pass on the Khan position to a person with doubtful bloodline.
"You don't have to worry about this. There will only be your name, Chunyu Di'an, on the edict. What you have to do is to calm down the doubts as quickly as possible when the royal family questions it, no matter what means you use. "
Shi Ran smiled softly and looked at the solemn-looking man opposite.
"Since you are cooperating, you should let me see your abilities. I am the princess of the Wei Dynasty, and I am choosing the future Khan of Western Vietnam. If you cannot hold this position, naturally, you are not what I want. The chosen one.”
What Shi Ran wants is a sharp sword blade, not a puppet who is just at the mercy of others.
Therefore, Chunyu Dian naturally had to use his skills.
After a moment of silence, Chunyu Dean raised his head and pulled out the scimitar from his waist.
He simply cut his finger with a machete, and the blood from the wound dripped into the tea cup on the table.
Shi Ran understood and took the scimitar from his hand, followed the same method and dripped blood into the cup.
The blood of the two people was dripping in the tea cup.
Then, Shi Ran raised the tea cup and greeted Dongfang.
"Today we make an alliance with blood and swear an oath to the gods. If there is any violation, I hope that the gods will be punished."
After the ceremony, the two drank the water from the cup.
Chunyu Dean's eyes looked at Shi Ran even more differently.
"You actually know about Xiyue's blood-sacrifice ritual? It seems that the King of Wei has taught you about Xiyue's things a long time ago."
The blood-shattering ceremony is an ancient ritual in Western Vietnam.
They believe that blood has unique powers.
An alliance based on blood represents the most sincere attitude of cooperation.
Exchanging blood with each other to form an alliance also means that each other's blood is flowing in each other's bodies.
This is the highest form of alliance etiquette.
However, in the eyes of the Wei people, this was almost no different from barbarians who drank hair and blood.
Chunyu Di'an didn't expect that the princess of Wei Dynasty actually knew about it.
"There are still many things you don't know. Go back and prepare tomorrow night, and don't let me betray my trust in you. Sit firmly in your seat and don't let anyone knock you off."
Shi Ran knew that Chunyu Dian had some tricks.
In the novel, he will end up like Chunyu Di Ying after he came to power.
Firstly, it was because he trusted Chunyu Ke and his mother-in-law too much. He did not expect that of the two of them, one wanted to die himself, and the other could watch him die.
Secondly, after Chunyu Dian's mother-in-law set herself on fire, he probably found out the truth through some unknown means, and was hit hard for a while.
But even so, within two years, he came back from having nothing.
Now that he knows all this in advance, he will only do it better and more thoughtfully than before.
Chunyu Dian left.
Just like when he came, it was silent and no one knew.
As the sun rises in the east, the wedding ceremony of the alliance between Xiyue and Wei also begins.
Shi Ran started getting up early in the morning to wash up and dress up.
Although it was a Western Vietnamese wedding ceremony, Shi Ran, as the princess of the Wei Dynasty, wore the wedding robe of the Wei Dynasty.
The uniforms of the Wei Dynasty were complicated, and the layers of exquisite clothes were luxurious enough and enough to hide many things.
Shi Ran carefully put the soft sword into his belt, and with the help of his grandma, Shi Ran put on the hijab embroidered with the phoenix pattern and stepped out of the room.
In the Jingtian Hall of the Royal Court, Chunyu Ke coughed twice and looked at the Princess of Wei in gorgeous clothes who came down from the sedan chair.
For a moment, he actually remembered his twelve laws.
The women of the Wei Dynasty really have magical powers.
Obviously at the beginning, it was just a toy for entertainment, but after so many years, it became more and more reluctant to let go.
pity.
His eyes slowly fell on Chunyu Dean, who was next to him.
He is indeed a talent.
But precisely because he is a talented person, he cannot stay.
Chunyu Ke resisted the urge to cough in his throat.
He has already experienced that if he coughs out this mouthful, he will definitely spit out blood.
Now, the king and all the officials are here. If he spits out this blood openly, he doesn't know what kind of commotion it will cause.
Sure enough, after a while, the smell of blood spread in Chunyu Ke's mouth.
The expression on his face did not change at all.
Holding the hand of the Wei princess, the two of them knelt together in front of the heaven-respecting stele under the prayers of the Western Vietnamese wizard, and told the gods about their marriage.
A series of tedious rituals took almost a day.
When night fell, Shi Ran's identity officially changed from the princess of Wei to the concubine of Xiyue.
The palace where the Khan of Western Vietnam lived was called Qiming Palace.
Xiyue believes in the morning star, and the star patterns of the morning star can be seen everywhere in the royal court of Xiyue.
At this moment, Shi Ran was looking down at the wine cup engraved with star patterns in front of him. Under the gaze of many serving palace maids and under the majestic sight of Chun Yuke, the Khan of Western Vietnam, he drank the wine in one gulp. .
"The princess is the treasure of the Wei Dynasty. I should cherish it and value her deeply, so as to reassure the two countries."
Chun Yuke had no other thoughts about this young and beautiful wedding princess.
Just leave it there and ignore it.
Although he said that it should be taken seriously, he also knew that the moment the wedding ceremony was held, the role of this princess had been played to the extreme.
In the future, as long as she is not killed by Xi Yue, whether her life is good or not, Da Wei will only turn a blind eye.
How she lives depends on her own destiny.
Putting down the wine cup, Chunyu Ke was about to say something else.
Suddenly, there was a rapid communication sound outside.
"Reporting to the Great Khan, Concubine Khan of Dongzhi Palace is seriously ill!"