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Chapter 491 Husband regrets it, shall he take a concubine?

Eastern Jin Dynasty, the capital city.

Gu Junze received the secret report from Northern Yan several days later.

In the study, he looked at the thin sheet of letter in his hand, his brows furrowed.

"She... she actually did it." He murmured to himself, his tone tinged with complexity.

He had long anticipated Yan Yang's ambition and ruthlessness, but he hadn't expected her to be so swift and decisive.

Chu Ruohan walked in carrying a bowl of ginseng soup. Seeing his solemn expression, she asked softly, "Has something happened in Northern Yan?"

Gu Junze handed her the letter.

Chu Ruohan took it, read it carefully, and the calm on her face was gradually replaced by a hint of surprise.

"Princess Yanyang...has ascended the throne and become empress?"

She recalled her conversation with the Northern Yan princess a few days earlier in the small courtyard of the barbican.

I recall her words, "Unfortunately, I am not from Anyang."

So that was her answer.

She chose a path completely different from that of Princess Anyang, a path fraught with bloodshed and thorns.

"She's more decisive than I imagined," Chu Ruohan sighed softly as she put down the letter.

“She’s imitating my mother back then, only her methods are far more ruthless,” Gu Junze said in a deep voice.

Chu Ruohan shook her head slightly: "No, she did it for... her own vision of the world."

"This Empress Yanyang is indeed decisive and has extraordinary courage."

She gave her comments slowly and deliberately, but her tone rose slightly at the end, carrying a hint of barely perceptible mockery.

Gu Junze picked up the ginseng soup, took a sip, and his gaze fell on Chu Ruohan's smiling face.

"Then... have you ever felt even the slightest bit of regret?"

Her voice was low and warm as it brushed against Gu Junze's ear.

"Now she is the ruler of Northern Yan, possessing a vast empire and wielding immense power. If you had agreed back then, you might be the Emperor of Northern Yan now, standing shoulder to shoulder with her, looking down upon all living beings."

Gu Junze paused for a moment, his hand holding the soup bowl.

He turned his head, grabbed Chu Ruohan's hand, and pulled her in front of him.

"What are you thinking about?"

His voice was slightly deep, tinged with a hint of helplessness.

Chu Ruohan sat on his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her cheek against his, feeling the familiar warmth emanating from him.

"I'm not talking nonsense."

She blinked, her long eyelashes brushing gently against his cheek.

"Empress Yan Yang is a rare figure in the world. To gain her favor is something that countless men dream of."

"Are you speaking up for her?" Gu Junze raised an eyebrow, tightened his arms, and pulled her even closer into his embrace.

“I was just thinking, if my husband really has this intention, I wouldn’t necessarily be unable to… help him achieve his goal.”

Chu Ruohan spoke with a straight face, but the smile in her eyes grew increasingly cunning.

Gu Junze was amused by her words.

She stretched out her finger and gently tapped his chest.

"Perhaps you've secretly compared the allure of power and beauty with mine, or the satisfaction of having been your wife through thick and thin?"

"Nonsense." Gu Junze lowered his head and planted a kiss on her chattering lips.

It carries a hint of punishment, but even more so, an unyielding tenderness.

Chu Ruohan was a little breathless from his kiss, and her cheeks flushed.

"Hmm...Are you angry because you're embarrassed?" She pushed him away slightly, her lips glistening, her voice carrying a hint of coquettishness.

Looking at her like this, Gu Junze felt a wave of tenderness wash over him.

"If you keep talking nonsense, things won't be that simple." His voice was a little hoarse, and the heat in his eyes made Chu Ruohan's heart tremble.

They dared not provoke any further.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

She buried her head in the crook of his neck, her voice muffled.

"I just feel that if a woman like her were to truly become your enemy, she would be even more troublesome than 100,000 ghost soldiers."

“She is indeed a formidable opponent.” Gu Junze gently patted her back, his tone returning to calm.

"But, so what?"

He looked down at the docile woman in his arms.

"In this world, there is only one person who has always been on my mind, Gu Junze."

Upon hearing this, Chu Ruohan felt a surge of sweetness in her heart, and all her previous teasing thoughts vanished into thin air.

She looked up and met his loving gaze.

"What if she comes back one day and still insists on making you her husband?"

“Then let her give up on that idea,” Gu Junze replied decisively.

"My wife, you are the only one."

"Han'er".

His voice was deep and solemn.

"In this life, there is only you."

Chu Ruohan's eyes were slightly moist. She nodded vigorously and pressed her cheek against his chest again, feeling his strong heartbeat.

Outside the window, night deepened; inside, the candlelight flickered, illuminating the two people embracing, a scene of serene beauty.

The State of Zheng, the residence of the Grand General.

When Duan Qingye received the message, he was wiping his knife.

After hearing his subordinate's report, he paused for a moment.

"The Empress of Northern Yan?" He raised an eyebrow, a playful smile on his face.

"Interesting, really interesting."

"The landscape of the North is about to change completely."

"Send the order to all spies lurking in Northern Yan to be on high alert. I need to know every move this new empress makes."

The change of rulers in Northern Yan also presented an opportunity for the State of Zheng...