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Chapter 390 Uncle Huang, it's time to eat(1/3)

We haven't seen him for a long time. Changling looks very energetic, which is not consistent with her status as a living widow.

"Zitai!"

Changling's subconscious address made a group of people a little dumbfounded.

What is the relationship between these two people?

Liang Jing whispered: "You actually know her?"

"Why are you here?"

Changling came over.

Yang Xuan smiled bitterly, "Not long after I returned, I was arrested by the mission and followed me to Ningxing. I treated it like a sightseeing tour."

"Princess." A chamberlain reminded Changling in a low voice, "This is the East Palace."

Everyone is watching!

Changling slowly turned cold and said, "Now that I'm here, let's take a look around."

"Easy to say."

Yang Xuan also stopped smiling and looked like he was just doing business.

"Princess."

A chamberlain came with a horse.

This guy looks familiar!

Yang Xuan blinked his eyes.

Damn it!

When the man saw Yang Xuan, he turned his face away.

Isn't this the consort Chen Qiu?

Yang Xuan thought of the last time...Chen Qiu's family jumped around repeatedly and felt that it was safe to follow Lin Ya. Who would have thought that the Eagle Guard would find evidence of the Chen family's crime and kill everyone in the family.

A consort, Chen Qiu, was left behind.

He Lianhong had this man castrated last time. He thought he would be brought into the palace, but unexpectedly he became Chang Ling's chamberlain.

How does it feel to have your ex-man turned into a chamberlain?

Yang Xuan felt incredible just thinking about it.

But Changling doesn't matter.

Get on your horse, look around, and ask, "What are you doing here?"

These girls are quite interesting.

Yang Xuan said: "Communicate some things."

Changling nodded, "Then are you waiting to see the prince?"

Yang Xuan pointed at Liang Jing, "He asked to see him, and I'm here to take the blame."

"What did you do?"

"Someone spied on me, and my followers took action. No, they thought this matter was not over." Yang Xuan smiled kindly, but Changling felt a hint of evil, "I thought so too... about this matter."

It’s not over yet!”

Changling's eyes turned, "Who?"

The official came forward and said, "I have met the princess. Princess, this person is talking nonsense..."

"Shut up!" Changling stopped the official and said coldly: "If he wants to frame you, he won't frame you, a small official! You can't do it!"

Tsk!

Liang Jing felt a toothache, "What the hell do you have to do with her?"

"Get out!" Changling pointed inside, and the official rolled in with a red face.

After a while, Changling left the East Palace.

After walking far away, she called a palace maid over.

"Go to the prince and tell him that if Yang Xuan seizes the opportunity to use such despicable methods and gives him a headache, ask him to restrain himself!"

The palace maid responded, and a chamberlain asked: "Princess, this is Ning Xing! Then does Yang Xuan still dare to overthrow the world?"

Changling said calmly: "Aunt Hong couldn't trick him last time. Do you think that a small official can do it?"

That guy is probably digging a hole!

When the prince got the news, he smiled and said, "Chanling is overly worried."

The chamberlain came to report, "Your Highness, the Deputy Envoy of the Tang Dynasty wishes to see you."

"Where's Saburo?"

The prince looked calm.

The chamberlain replied: "The third prince is outside and said he wanted to take a look at the scenery of the East Palace first."

See the scenery?

There was a hint of coldness in the prince's eyes.

The emperor liked the third prince He Lianxun. This was no secret in Ningxing official circles, and everyone in the palace was well-connected.

But he is the prince!

The emperor is ruthless, no matter how much love he has, it should not go beyond him.

However, He Lianfeng passed him by and doted on the third prince.

"Deputy envoy...who?"

"Liang Jing."

Following the sound, a middle-aged man came in.

"Mr. Song." The prince smiled and said, "Why are you so late today?"

The person who came was Song Zhan, the prince's counselor. He hid his mouth and yawned, "The beauty is so kind that I can only sleep in the middle of the night."

The prince asked someone to get tea. After Song Zhan regained some energy, he said: "Aye, Ling Sanlang, came with him to receive the Tang envoy. What do you think, sir?"

"There is a folk custom of loving the youngest son. The so-called youngest son is the lifeblood of Aye."

"But he's not the youngest."

Song Zhan smiled and said, "Whoever your Majesty says is the youngest will be the youngest."

The prince lowered his eyes, "Ke Gu is the prince."

Song Zhan's expression gradually calmed down, "The prince... is also a minister!"

"Yes!" The prince smiled and said: "Gu is a minister, but Sanlang and the others are sons. Interesting, interesting!"

Song Zhan nodded, "It would be best for Your Highness to understand this."

"Of course I understand that the prince is the crown prince and has power in his hands. The prince has no power, that's all."

"yes."

"It has always been difficult to be a prince. If you do it well, you are just trying to gain fame and reputation with ulterior motives. If you do it poorly, you will be said to have no talent or virtue. How can you inherit the throne? You are in a dilemma."

The prince said sarcastically: "So the best way is to pretend to be stupid."

"Your Highness should be careful in his words and deeds." Song Zhan felt that the prince was a little pessimistic, "Your Majesty's love for the third prince is only temporary."

"Sir, do you think it's just a moment?" the prince looked at him and asked.

Song Zhan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Your Highness has done nothing unethical."

The prince sneered, "Gu got a little intimate with a chamberlain the day before yesterday, and Aye became so angry that he even forced Gu Chu to kill the chamberlain."

Song Zhan sighed and said, "Your Highness, the East Palace has always been a place that attracts everyone's attention. Why can't you bear it..."

The two of them did not care about the life of a chamberlain at all.

"How long do you have to endure it?" The prince looked livid, "Aye said that when he saw Sanlang, he felt happy, but when he saw Gu, he became sullen and furious. How long do you think Gu can endure it?"

He raised the tea cup and was about to drop it. After taking a few rapid breaths, he held back. He slowly placed the tea cup on the table, "No, it's time to ask Aye how long he can tolerate being a lonely prince!"

"Your Highness, be careful what you say." Song Zhan turned back and looked outside.

"Your Highness." A chamberlain stood outside, "The deputy envoy of the Tang Dynasty asked to see you again."

"Let the third child go see him." The prince waved his hand impatiently.

"Political matters are important!" Song Zhan advised.

"It's better if I don't get involved." The prince said gloomily: "By the way, some famous general from northern Xinjiang is coming?"

Song Zhan thought for a while, "Your Highness, what Yang Xuan is he talking about?"
To be continued...
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