The King of Nanzhao had no son, and even had no brothers and nephews who were still alive. That's why Princess Anxi became the crown prince and the next queen of Nanzhao. In this way, who did she marry the princess? Mo Xiuyao said lightly: "Although Nanzhao has no prince, there is still the King of Nanzhao."

"You mean..." Ye Li was silent and finally understood why Princess Changle was so dim when she heard her question.

Although she had never met Prince Nanzhao in Nanzhao, Princess Anxi is already twenty-five or six years old this year. Prince Nanzhao seemed to have Princess Anxi at around twenty years old. In other words, now the Prince Nanzhao is almost the same. If this is true, compared with Princess Changle, Princess Ronghua, who married Princess Beirong, was lucky. Another point is that if the two countries really want to marry, they should submit a letter of state first, and the powerful court officials of the two countries discussed and then planned the wedding, and then the other party sent someone to welcome the bride to the formal marriage. Now, people directly took Princess Changle to Nanzhao, which clearly meant to give Princess Changle to the King of Nanzhao. In this way, even if they really got married in the future, the respect for Princess Changle is very limited. I really don’t know what Mo Jingqi thought?

"Mo Jingli was secretly associated with the saints of southern Xinjiang and several tribes in southern Xinjiang. Princess Anxi has always been in good terms with us because of the relationship between Prince Qingchen. Now the Great Chu is worried about internal and external troubles, and Mo Jingqi probably wants to form an alliance with the King of Nanzhao." Mo Xiuyao said calmly.

"Assembly?" Ye Li raised her eyebrows, and Mo Xiuyao held her in his arms with a smile, leaning her chin on her head and said lightly: "This generation of Nanzhao King Zhi was very talented. He rashly entered the palace and was beaten back by the king and almost destroyed the country. On the contrary, Princess Anxi has shown extremely brilliant political talent since she was a child. She was fourteen years old and could assist the King of Nanzhao in governing Nanzhao. If it weren't for Princess Anxi, Nanzhao would not be able to recover so quickly after the war. Besides, the saint of Southern Xinjiang... Although there is no talent in politics, the tricks and the people behind her are pretty good. At that time, the saint of Southern Xinjiang then suppressed Princess Anxi. In recent years, he heard that Princess Anxi and the saint of Southern Xinjiang have become more and more intense. It is probably difficult for the King of Nanzhao to be squeezed in the middle."

Ye Li knew that it was a struggle for power and profit between an incompetent father and two powerful daughters. Ye Li nodded and said, "I understand that King Nanzhao is King Nanzhao after all, and since he has no ability, he can compete with Princess Anxi and Shu Manlin as long as he is still sitting in the seat. Because there is someone behind Princess Anxi and Shu Manlin, there is someone to help him, so King Nanzhao also plans to form an alliance with Mo Jingqi of the Great Chu? By the way, Shu Manlin should have retreated from the position of the saint to go to the holy land of the southern Xinjiang to retire, right?"

Mo Xiuyao said calmly: "Rules are set by people." Naturally, there are ways to break them. At least now, Shu Manlin is still comfortable in the position of the saint of southern Xinjiang, and even more so, she has more freedom and rights than before.

Ye Li sighed helplessly. After all, this was a power game between Mo Jingqi and the Nanzhao King, but the only victim was the innocent Princess Changle.

Mo Xiuyao stretched out his hand to wrap Ye Li and wrapped her in his arms. He patted her hand gently with one hand and whispered: "A Li is soft?"

Ye Li sighed, "Princess Changle is still a child." Mo Xiuyao said, "The royal family has no children, she knows what she wants to do." Ye Li frowned and turned to look at him and said, "Princess Changle asked me to ask for a dagger." Mo Xiuyao thought for a while and said, "Give it to her."

Ye Li nodded and leaned back to Mo Xiuyao's arms. She could not save Princess Changle. If she was just Princess Changle, she would just take her away and hide her. However, the fate of the Hua family, the royal family of the Great Chu, the queen, and countless people involved behind Princess Changle was not something she could control. So, since she could not save her, then... give her what she wanted.

"Xuyao, I don't want my baby to marry someone else in the future." Ye Li leaned into Mo Xiuyao's arms and said softly.

Mo Xiuyao gently stroked her hair, his eyes filled with a faint warmth, "Our son doesn't need to do anything through marriage." Hearing this, Ye Li couldn't help but smile comfortably. Yes, their son does not need to sell his marriage for any benefit. At this moment, Ye Li was extremely grateful to Mo Jingqi pointed her to Mo Xiuyao, not only because of herself, but also because of her children, "Xuyao, I have never said that being able to meet you is the happiest thing in my life."

Mo Xiuyao looked down at her beautiful eyes, with a fiery emotion hidden in her eyes. He lowered his head and kissed the fragrant diamond lips and gently rubbed her, "No, I will talk about it every day from now on."

The next day, not only Mo Xiuyao and his group did not leave Yonglin, but Prime Minister Liu and others did not leave either. Once again, when they met the best restaurant in the city, Ye Li couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, swept over Concubine Liu who was standing next to Princess Changle, and held Mo Xiuyao's arm in one hand and smiled: "Does the Concubine and the Princess go shopping? Why don't you see Prime Minister Liu accompanying?"

Concubine Liu looked at the two of them standing side by side in silence. Ye Li naturally held one of Mo Xiuyao's arms, and Mo Xiuyao obviously did not look repulsive. She looked down at Ye Li with a warmth that she had never seen before when looking at others. Concubine Liu's eyes darkened and she said lightly: "My father is not in good health, and Miss Ye is worried."

Ye Li naturally heard about Prime Minister Liu's fainting on the spot yesterday. To say that the person who can run the money from the Ding Palace is the best, except Feng Zhiyao, Zhuo Jing. Feng Zhiyao is the useless miracle of Guangming's growing up, and his expression of contempt. Although Zhuo Jing developed a facial paralysis when he was a secret guard, he was not face paralyzed at all. Needless to say, he had a grudge, and the poisonous complaints that popped up from time to time were also easy to hit people. Liu Cheng was also involved in these two people, and Mo Xiuyao, an irresponsible master who never restrained his subordinates. Prime Minister Liu had no other way to leave except pretending to faint. It would be better to say that he was embarrassed to meet people, right?

"So that's it." Ye Li was not interested in what happened to Prime Minister Liu, so she just nodded and smiled, "Then I wish Prime Minister Liu a speedy recovery. We and my wife still have to go for dinner, so we won't disturb the imperial concubine and the princess. Changle... I'll prepare the gift you want for you, and I'll send it to you?" This Concubine Liu even had to make an article on the title. She thought that if she called her Miss Ye, she wouldn't be the Princess Ding? Princess Changle Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Thank you, the princess."

"Since you both have no food, why not join us together." Concubine Liu stepped forward and looked at Mo Xiuyao in a steady manner.
Chapter completed!