From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 946

Xingyao's letter? Zhou Yuan was really curious. He had been separated from her for nearly a year. He wondered how this little cheetah was doing now.

She must be at the forefront. After all, the expedition team of the Tsarist Empire had appeared to the north of Yehe tribe, and the pressure there should be very great.

In order to pave the way for Daichan and for long-term strategic planning, Huang Taiji has been deliberately losing battles. The days of Yehe tribe are not easy now.

Is the little cheetah asking for help from me?

Zhou Yuan was not in a hurry to open the letter. After all, Daichan had not left yet.

This girl was a typical hard-mouthed person. She said she was just here to deliver a letter to Xingyao, but she didn't leave after delivering the letter. She just stood in front with a resentful look.

Did she really forget? Or did she not take out Xingyao's letter in front of the senior sister to avoid embarrassing me?

I can't tell.

Zhou Yuan had long been unable to tell the relationship with her.

There were too many twists and turns between them. They met because of Cai Ni and the chaos in Lin'an Prefecture. When they first met, she gave herself a great gift and brought the real Eighth Prince here.

She lived in Shenjing for nearly a year. She saved Zhou Yuan's life, helped him deal with the nine major gangs, and was responsible for protecting Jianjia and others for a long time.

The two people should have developed towards a good result until the peace talks in Tianjin.

Taking Nurhaci's serious illness as an opportunity, Empress Zhaojing, Prince Fu and Donglu conducted a large-scale transaction, each with their own ulterior motives and various calculations, and finally ended with the victory of the eldest sister, but Zhou Yuan became a duckweed in the torrent.

Framed and hunted, the relationship between the two quickly reached the point of life and death.

This was accompanied by their wedding and everything about them.

Wanyan Daichan never thought that she could get together with Zhou Yuan again until the false surrender outside Shanhaiguan.

That time, she saw hope, gave her heart, and ushered in the best moment of her life.

So she almost lost everything.

National hatred, personal grievances, and emotions mixed in it have long become ridiculous, sad, and pitiful.

But who could have guessed the changes in the world situation? The Jurchens and the Great Jin would gradually come together one day and face a more powerful enemy.

For the Jurchens, Wanyan Daichan even had to be with Zhou Yuan.

It was too complicated and too twisted.

Countless things and sad reality made Wanyan Daichan almost crazy.

She looked at the legendary man in front of her, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say at all.

She just felt pain.

What happened in the past few years made her heartbroken.

But, Wanyan Daichan, you can't say it hurts, you represent the Jurchens, and you are about to become the real leader of the Jurchen tribe.

If you are not strong, where should the Jurchens go?

She did not show her inner pain, she just said lightly: "Huang Taiji still went to the northeast of our Great Jin, that is the tribe of the wild Jurchens."

"He wants to win once, but the consequence is that he will face unprecedented attention and revenge from the Tsarist Empire."

"He said that you will be prepared."

Zhou Yuan nodded and said, "Don't you have anything to say about yourself?"

Wanyan Daichan was silent for a moment before saying, "I will lead the Jurchens to gradually, step by step, and gradually submit to the Great Jin according to the strategy proposed by Huang Taiji in advance, so that the tribe can trade, intermarry, and slowly integrate with the Han people."

"I did a good job in this matter. After all, we are husband and wife, and we can serve as a model."

When she said this, she didn't even dare to look at Zhou Yuan, but lowered her head and looked at her skirt, not knowing what she was thinking.

But soon, she saw a pair of feet stepping into her sight.

The next moment, a pair of powerful hands embraced her in a thick embrace.

She screamed and struggled subconsciously, but couldn't get out.

"Daichan, everything will pass."

Zhou Yuan whispered: "It's always like this in troubled times. Everyone is facing the misery of fate, but we are trying our best to change it all."

"It's not just for us to pass, but for everyone to pass."

He was not wearing thick clothes, his heartbeat was very strong, and he could clearly feel the rhythm of every breath and the scorching temperature.

Wanyan Daichan opened her mouth, her throat was sore, and she tried hard to control her expression.

But tears still flowed out.

The suffering of these years, the ups and downs of these years, the fate of the Jurchens, and the love and hatred with Zhou Yuan, too many changes, tormented her heart.

She thought she was tough, but she really couldn't bear it anymore.

She really wanted to lean on this thick chest and never have to worry about anything else.

She lowered her head and buried her head in Zhou Yuan's heart, not letting him see the tears that symbolized fragility.

But she clearly felt thatHer tears had wet the other person's heart.

"Will it really pass?"

She finally couldn't help sobbing and said, "I feel that life is so hard..."

"Everything around me is passing away, familiar people are dying, there are cries everywhere, there are killings everywhere, and the answer is for me...for me to get to that position."

"Zhou Yuan, do you understand how I feel?"

"I really can't hold on any longer."

"They regard me as a leader, but they didn't expect that Huang Taiji killed their relatives because of me."

"I'm like a sinner...a sinner hiding behind the scenes."

Zhou Yuan gently stroked her hair and whispered, "This is not your fault, it's the fault of the times, it's the fault of this chaotic world."

"The bleeding at this moment is for more people to survive."

Wanyan Daichan finally cried out.

She was hysterical, hugged Zhou Yuan tightly with both hands, and cried bitterly: "But I am not you! I am not Huang Taiji!"

"My will is not as firm as yours, my heart is not as strong as yours, I am not cold enough, and I always suffer from many things."

"You are so smart and have such a long-term vision, why do I have to bear these?"

"I can't sleep, I blame myself every day, I don't know how to face my people, and I don't know how to face the future."

"My existence is so important, but it seems like a mistake."

She looked up at Zhou Yuan, tears all over her pale face.

Her lips trembled, and she murmured, "Sometimes I even want to die, to escape from all this..."

"But I dare not abandon my people, I really hate myself for not being as good as you and Huang Taiji..."

Zhou Yuan held her face, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and sighed, "Daichan, this is fate, full of impermanence and drama."

"We all came this way. I am just a poor scholar, just a son-in-law who is a scumbag. It was the Yunzhou riot that forced me to this path."

"I have also experienced a lot, being betrayed, being hunted, fighting everywhere, licking blood on the knife edge, and being separated from my relatives for a long time, and my heart is full of debts."

"Ningyue and Jianjia were also wanted because of me, fleeing thousands of miles, facing the crisis and suffering. "Qu Ling fell out with her family and threatened to kill herself. Guan Miaoshan hasn't had a good night's sleep in these years." "Sister Saint, her country was destroyed and her family was ruined. She wandered around and now has to go back to fight the island bandits." "You have watched Cai Ni suffer all the way." At this point, he embraced Wanyan Daichan and whispered, "The world is full of suffering in the troubled times, but everything will eventually pass." Zhou Yuan's eyes became firm and sharp: "Everything I do is to end this troubled times and get rid of all these sufferings." "Believe me, it will be over soon. It will all be over soon." Leaning against his chest, she felt inexplicably at ease. Wanyan Daichan said softly: "Really? Will it get better?"

Zhou Yuan said: "It will!"

"Many years later, the Jurchens and the Jin Dynasty will be as close as a family, indistinguishable from each other."

"The people of Huguang will go to Liaodong to see the snow, and the people of Liaodong will go to the south to spend the winter. They will meet on the road and smile sincerely at each other."

"That must be a great era. Even if we are gray-haired and old at that time, we can still sit in a carriage or a chair and see the bright smiles of young people."

Wanyan Daichan raised her head and said softly: "I live by this sentence. This time, you didn't lie to me, right?"

Zhou Yuan said: "Absolutely not."

"You swear."

She was a little stubborn.

Zhou Yuan laughed, took her hand and raised it high.

He shouted: "I swear! Wanyan Daichan and I! I and many others! We! Will work together, side by side, to create a great era!"

"We will definitely let the Eastern Dragon soar proudly!"

The sunlight was a bit dazzling, but Wanyan Daichan still saw it - under the sun, her hand and Zhou Yuan's hand were tightly clasped together, wrapped in light, as if they would never separate.