Steal my marriage? Turn around and marry the tyrant to take the throne

Chapter 547 Liu Shizhang's Broken Finger Arrives

It is natural for men and women to get married.

Whether it is outside or in the palace, delaying the marriage of maids and causing them to live out their lives alone is an unkind act. Over time, it will also cause resentment from the maids.

Therefore, the palace rules of the Great Zhou Dynasty stated that, except for those who stayed in the palace as maids after getting married, or those who remained unmarried, all other palace maids would be released from the palace when they reached the age of 25.

Or before that, the master can make the decision and arrange a marriage for him.

Cuizhu is already twenty-four years old and will leave the palace in a year at most.

She had been with Concubine Shu for so many years, and Concubine Shu never thought of delaying her lifelong event.

Even after Cuizhu got married, she still returned to serve Concubine Shu and had her own little family, but things were not the same as before.

Concubine Shu had started looking for a new maid to replace Cuizhu long ago, but she had never found a suitable one.

It's rare that I like Chu Xiyan.

She intended to let Cuizhu train the other party, and she liked Chu Xiyan a little more.

Chu Xiyan's status in Yongshou Palace is rising day by day.

……

Time goes back to the day when the emperor's oral order just reached the border.

After these days of hardship, Liu Shizhang has become a lot darker, his skin has become a lot rougher, and he has also become a lot stronger.

He actually gradually lost the pampered air of a capital nobleman and began to have some of the air of a frontier soldier.

Even the soldiers around him began to look at him more favorably.

It turns out that not all the young men from the capital's noble families are wimps.

Although Liu Shizhang still wiped his tears like a coward from time to time, at least when facing the Huns, he was not as scared as before and peed his pants.

Sometimes even when fighting with the Huns, he swung his sword quite bravely.

Although Liu Shizhang still has no friends in the frontier, people are no longer as ostracizing him as before.

"Is Liu Shizhang here? There is an imperial decree from the capital!"

Hearing this, Liu Shizhang suddenly raised his head, and his eyes on his rough, dark face were brighter than ever.

“It must be my father, aunt, and sister who are going to rescue me and return to the capital!”

As he said this, he burst into tears of joy and ran out with big strides.

The soldiers in the same camp sneered, their tone sounded like mockery, envy, and congratulations: "This kid has really made it through."

"He is the legitimate son of a great duke, how can he be the same as us rough folks?"

"It's a pity that I won't see the effeminate nobleman wiping tears anymore."

"I hope that after that kid goes back, his family will behave themselves and not let him come to this place again."

"..."

After all, they were all men of the Great Zhou, and there was no hatred between them. How could they really have great ill will towards Liu Shizhang?

It's just that the soldiers who have stepped on the edge of a knife look down on the weak ones.

But everyone has seen the progress that Liu Shizhang has made, and even if they say it unpleasantly, they all hope for the best for him in their hearts.

however……

Just when these comrades were thinking about saying goodbye to Liu Shizhang, he was carried in from outside. He was covered in cold sweat, his expression was distorted, and he looked extremely painful.

The soldiers in the tent were all startled and quickly stood up and surrounded the tent: "What happened?!"

The person who carried him in gave Liu Shizhang a complicated look and said, "There is an order in the capital to take one of his fingers."

Everyone's eyes fell on Liu Shizhang's right hand. His hand was tightly wrapped in cloth, but blood was still seeping out.

At this moment, everyone was silent.

Liu Shizhang was "exiled" to the frontier because of His Majesty's order. How could they interfere with the decisions made by the bigwigs in the capital? In order to avoid getting into trouble, they couldn't even ask.

One person silently took the kettle and fed Liu Shizhang a few sips of hot water. The other person helped him spread the quilt and helped him lie on the bed.

Finally, someone sighed, with a tone of regret: "...Look at you, you miss your family in the capital every day, but what happened? They enjoy a good life in the capital, but when something happens to them, you suffer."

"Forget it, forget it. Xiao Liu, take it easy. What we have the most in the barracks is people with missing limbs. It's just a broken finger, it's nothing."

"That's right! A real man sheds blood but not tears. No one will look down on you if you lose a finger. Be strong."

"..."

When Liu Shizhang heard the imperial decree from the capital and his fingers were cut off, he was shocked, stunned and in great pain, but he did not shed tears.

But now, listening to the comfort of his comrades, he could no longer hold it in, buried his face in the quilt, and burst into tears!

"Last month, Lao Li had his entire arm chopped off by the Huns on the battlefield, but he didn't shed a single tear. Look at how pathetic you are!"

Although this person's words were harsh, he still sat next to Liu Shizhang and patted his head: "Okay, okay, stop crying."

Liu Shizhang had never suffered any hardship in his life for more than a decade. When he first came to the frontier, he was shocked by a small cut on his body and couldn't help crying.

But gradually, he participated in more and more wars, saw more blood and corpses, and was injured more and more frequently.

His character gradually became tougher.

Today, he cried not only because of the pain in his body and the broken finger, but also because he couldn't figure out...

His father, aunt, and sister would definitely do their best to protect him. He was looking forward to them sending someone with His Majesty's order to take him back to the capital, so that he could become the most honorable legitimate son of the Duke of Dingguo.

But why, why...

Could it be that...Did the Duke Dingguo's Mansion really abandon him?

At this moment, Liu Shizhang felt as if his faith had collapsed. He felt both painful and confused...

……

Just when everyone in Yongshou Palace thought that life would continue in peace, Cuizhu brought another piece of bad news.

She entered the inner room, knelt in front of Concubine Shu, and said tremblingly: "My lady, the Duke sent a message in, saying, saying... yesterday, yesterday, a brocade box appeared at the door of Duke Ding's mansion..."

"After opening it, there was a severed finger inside... I had to preserve it in ice to prevent it from rotting..."

"When the Duke's wife saw the severed finger, she cried out in pain and fainted..."

The teacup in Concubine Shu's hand suddenly fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

She already had a premonition in her heart, but she still stared at Cuizhu and asked word by word: "Broken finger..."

"W-What broken finger?!"

Cuizhu made up her mind and said, "It's on the little finger of my right hand. There is a black mole the size of a sesame seed on the fingertip..."

Concubine Shu leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes weakly.

Her only brother, Shi Zhang, had a birthmark like this on his little finger on his right hand...