Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 1238 - 1237: Because, He is My Real Father

Chapter 1238: Chapter 1237: Because, He is My Real Father

How did she and Fu Long first meet?

Actually, it was simply having hotpot together and experiencing life and death together.

Then, just like that, Fu Long became her confidant.

A confidant till death.

Chu Qianli would occasionally feel that the world was unfair to her, too many people wanted to harm her, too many wanted her life.

Yet, the world was also so kind to her, giving her so many precious friends.

She looked at Fu Long.

She looked for a long, long time.

It seemed like she had finally made up her mind about something.

"There is something that I have never told anyone."

She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled before saying: "I... am the lost Princess of Nanming, who disappeared for over a decade. Chu Jiangnan... is Nan Chu, my real father."

...

The Moat has collapsed.

Not far from Imperial City, three out of the five major villages have now been ravaged by floodwaters.

One village suffered the worst damage.

It is located between the Moat and Qing River, where the breached Moat water flows through this village into the Qing River, finally alleviating the flood on that side.

The two neighboring villages also suffered damage, serious indeed, but at least, the people there have places to retreat.

But Baijing Village, caught in the middle, has turned into a living hell.

In just a short period of time, the entire village was submerged.

The villagers had nowhere to flee.

All living beings are in dire straits.

Late at night, a large group of people entered the Emperor’s sleeping chamber.

Loyal Brother was leading them.

This time, with a threatening presence, half of them seemed hostile, the other half solemn.

"Emperor, the Moat has collapsed, Baijing Village has been completely submerged, with countless dead and injured. Shouldn’t the Emperor personally visit Baijing Village to see the situation and perhaps comfort the public’s heart?"

"Countless souls from Baijing Village are awaiting the State Preceptor’s rites! Emperor, this matter cannot be delayed!"

But the Emperor had not granted them an audience yet, and everyone was growing impatient outside the bedroom door.

This time, even Chu Lingyang found it difficult.

He stepped forward, not unaware that Loyal Brother was making things difficult for the Emperor, but the situation was indeed extremely urgent.

Now, with devastating casualties, nothing could be done to save Baijing Village.

But in the surrounding two villages, many villagers were still alive.

Although the relief teams had already been dispatched, the situation was truly horrific this time, and without the Emperor and the State Preceptor personally going there, it was impossible to comfort the hearts of the people.

This is the village closest to Imperial City, if even the citizens under the feet of the Emperor suffer miserably, all citizens across Jiangshan will lose faith in the Imperial Family.

Then, if neighboring countries took this opportunity for mischief and domestic military and civilian morale wavered, Nanming would be in grave danger.

He knew that Loyal Brother was not in good health, but at this time, the least he could do was to come out and discuss with everyone.

Or perhaps...

"Yang Xun, let me in to hear what Loyal Brother has to say, shall we?"

Unless the Emperor is really unconscious and critically ill in bed as rumored.

But at least, don’t keep everyone in the dark!

Even he was kept in the dark, this feeling, truly makes one feel powerless.

Yang Xun did not know how to respond.

The guard stationed at the sleeping chamber could withstand an assassin’s attack, but not these high-ranking Imperial Court officials!

Chu Wang came out.

The eyes of all officials immediately focused on Chu Wang.

Chu Lingyang also stared at him: "Fourth Imperial Brother, what exactly is the Emperor’s current condition?"

Loyal Brother immediately stepped forward, seemingly anxious, but in reality, a trace of a smile flickered in his eyes.

He said solemnly: "Fourth Imperial Brother, the souls of the three villages in Baijing need the Emperor to preside over the grand rites. If the Emperor is unable to appear, then at least give everyone a reason, as the ceremony must be held, someone must preside over it!"