"Wake up, young man, don't think of yourself too importantly, ah." Pat Feng Mohan on the shoulder, Liu Zhiqiu comforted, "I believe uncle, you will definitely meet someone in the future, even if you are not the emperor, she will do the same. You are desperate."
Feng Mohan ha ha, this might as well be uncomfortable.
While the three were discussing and complaining, Hanshuang sat quietly on one side, not daring to interrupt at will.
From what they said, she probably heard something and was frightened.
Since Shanlai returned to Xiliang, she said nothing about the child's biological father.
No one knows who the child belongs to. Perhaps besides benevolent self, the only person who knows is Ba Nian, who is now the emperor of Xiliang.
Yi Shanlai was so devoted to Ba Nian. If Ba Nian wanted to know the truth, Shanlai would not hide it from him.
"Maybe... Maybe you have a chance in the future, you can ask the Emperor Xiliang..."
Hesitating, Liu Zhiqiu's eyes rolled back as soon as she said this.
"Ask the emperor of Xiliang? That would be like sending it to the door for nothing to tease. At first, Ba Nian came to Nanling to seek peace, but Feng Qingbai grabbed and knocked down eight cities. He wanted to get rid of Feng Qingbai's heart. Our relationship with Feng Qingbai really wants to ask him for answers. Will he be so kind to tell us the truth?"
"Speaking of which, I blame Feng Qingbai that bastard. No matter where he is, he can make enemies for himself. Is he afraid that he is not enough to be hated?"
In a blink of an eye, Liu Zhiqiu and Xue Qinglian turned the object of complaining from Ba Nian to Feng Qingbai. While he was away, the two of them exhausted all the words they could think of and cursed ah.
Feng Mohan stretched his sleeves, stood up and walked out gracefully.
He is a little bit disdainful to be with the two uncles now. He dared to speak harshly when people were not in front of him, and it was so embarrassing that people would not look at him.
Be with them and downgrade.
Still the emperor uncle mighty.
"Go, there's nothing more to ask, go home!"
"What's the answer? If you don't have a good meal at Wanjin Restaurant, it's not a trip for nothing. Do you still want to help your Uncle Jin save money?"
"Come and sit down, order something to eat first, and pack a few good dishes when you go back. We can get free orders at Wanjin Restaurant. We don't eat anything for nothing."
Feng Mohan became angry, lowered his throat and yelled, "I am the emperor anyway, can you guys have a little style? I'm going to lose all the majesty of being with you!"
"What are you doing sitting down if you dislike Tianwei? You should go back first."
"Ah, fortunately no one here knows me, eat first before talking."
"Pretend to look like, order food."
Hanshuang sat aside as if he had been forgotten, so he was able to see the true faces of the legendary figures in the Liu Family Courtyard.
Extremely disillusioned.
In the days when Liu Yusheng sailed on the canal with the wind and cypresses, the Liu family compound kept jumping every day. Feng Mohan was reluctant to think about Shu, and forgot all of the immediate return to the palace he had promised to the emperor.
Because the emperor was not in court, all the affairs of the court fell on Liu Zhixia, who was the emperor's only assistant minister. Every day, the servants and maidservants in the palace saw the gentle and elegant Master Liu gritted his teeth.
The secret letters urging the emperor to return to the court began to be sent back to the Liu family compound urgently one by one, and the final fate was all burned to ashes by Feng Mohan.
At the same time, Beicang and Dongyue also received a secret report from Nanling.
The situation in Beicang over the past two years has been very unstable. Since the eighth prince was suddenly assassinated and died a few years ago, Emperor Beicang has changed his temperament, becoming more suspicious and more brutal.
The Beicang imperial family almost came to a major reshuffle. Many princes were involved in the Eighth Princes incident, and the final fate was either in a different body or sent to prison, or relegated to concubine exile.
The only one who survived this turmoil and lived well was the disabled Fourteenth Prince, Duan Ting.
When the secret letter reached Bei Canghuang, he had already got the exact news.
"Feng Qingbai got involved in Fengyue State?" After reading the secret letter, Duan Ting's eyes showed interest.
I haven't seen Feng Qingbai for many years. With his understanding of Feng Qingbai, it really surprised him that that person would interfere in Fengyue Kingdom.
No, it shouldn't have been accidental. He forgot that Princess Nanling Liu Yusheng was a genius doctor.
No matter how miraculous the magical medical skills are, don’t you have to use medicine to cure diseases and save people
Duan Ting chuckled, "This is fun."
"Master." The voice of the guard came from outside.
"What's the matter?"
"Miss Li is here."
The person who was still full of interest just now suddenly changed his complexion, and quickly destroyed the secret letter, returned to the wheelchair, and became furious, "Didn't the king say that she won't let her come to the door? What do you say is the wind in your ears?! A bunch of rice buckets!"
The scolding went from loud to weak, and quickly disappeared.
The guard outside the door only heard a bang from the room, and then returned to calm.
This situation has happened many times, and the guards are already very experienced. As soon as they heard the bang, they knew that the prince had jumped the window again.
Looking at the entire Beicang, probably only Li Ruibai, Miss Li's family, can push the prince to this level.
On Dongyue's side, after receiving the secret report, Dongyue Emperor's reaction was similar to Duan Ting's, but he showed a lot more calmness.
"The emperor, there have been rumors in Nanling earlier that Princess Nanling intends to teach students and establish a medical school for the benefit of the people. Fengyue State is the most abundant place in the entire mainland for medicinal materials. Is the Fengyue State matter related to this?"
In the Ruodayu Study Room, several veteran officials respectfully analyzed the possible reasons for the actions of the Nanling King.
Opposite the veterans, behind the long desk, the handsome young man had thin eyes, his expression was not fluctuating, and his deep eyes were half drooping. With such an expression, the veterans could hardly guess what he was thinking in front of him.
"The emperor used to have a little friendship with the Nanling King. Will Nanling King use this as a condition to ask me to make concessions? The emperor..." Unable to guess the holy intention, the veterans were worried, and wanted to knock on the side, the young man raised his eyes. The faint light swept over, and the frightened old official silenced.
"I have a sense of responsibility for this matter, let's step back." The boy said, his tone was like spring water falling on a jade plate, crisp and warm, but with the coolness of spring water after winter.
"emperor-"
"Retreat." The two words, the majesty bursting out of those gentle eyes, made the veteran officials hurriedly bowed back, and they dared not say another word.
The young man in front of him was not the poor and downright worm who was forced by the second prince to escape Dongyue's wandering foreign land.
He is now the emperor of Dongyue with the palm of his hand, and with his own wrist, he makes the ruling and the opposition bow their heads up and down.
Yan Rongjin is the real king of Dongyue.
The courtier retired, and the study door closed softly from outside.
The young man behind the long desk was left in the entire study, and the space was very quiet.
The young man looked down and looked at the secret report again.