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Chapter 124 Princess's Melaleuca Routine 28

"I can't bear to listen to their nagging."

Emperor Qingyuan waved his hand lightly, "Just tell me, can I still kill my own son?"

become.

Why not?

His third emperor brother has only been dead for a few months. Father, do you think you are no longer your son?

This is a matter of abdication, a time when the emperor and the next emperor compete for power.

Who knows if you sincerely want to give up your position, or if you suspect that Nine Emperor Sisters have other intentions, or if you are deliberately testing me?

Since ancient times, how many people have gotten involved in this kind of thing and still come to a good end?

The Seventh Prince cursed and had no choice but to respond, "The Nine Emperor Sisters are young, and the father is still young and in good health, so there is no need to rush at this time."

"Young age is not a problem. The late Emperor was only ten years old when he ascended the throne. Besides, I have always been in poor health. Where did I get my health from?"

Emperor Qingyuan curled his lips and said, "If you don't have filial piety, you are worse than your Nine Emperor Sisters."

Jiaojiao is still the best, never forgetting to care about his body when he goes out.

The seventh prince who was scolded innocently:...

Ah~ right, right, right!

We are all mud in the fields, Jiuhuangmei is the bright moon in the sky, how can he compare to Jiuhuangmei!

Emperor Qingyuan looked at the seventh prince who was dumbfounded, feeling even more disgusted in his heart, "Okay, step back."

No matter how you look at it, it's not as pleasing to the eye as Jiaojiao.

How annoying!

"hehe."

The Seventh Prince grinned, and received an even more disgusted look from Emperor Qingyuan. He left speechlessly, not bothering to talk to his father who had convulsions in the absence of the Nine Emperor Sisters.

Not long after, the seventh prince heard that Emperor Qingyuan had summoned several pavilion elders and six ministers in succession, and he suddenly understood.

It seems that my father has really made up his mind to give in this time.

But to be honest, Jiuhuangmei is only twelve years old~

A twelve-year-old child from an ordinary family could not even pass the examination as a scholar, so his imperial sister would have to shoulder the burden of the entire Wei Dynasty.

Pitiful!

How could my father be so cruel?

The seventh prince mentally criticized Emperor Qingyuan again, and then tried to find a way to send a message to Shen Jiao to come back later, so as not to be kicked into the trap by his father if he knew nothing.

However, he didn't know where Shen Jiao was, and he didn't have anyone, so he had to have people keep a close eye on the city gate, planning to tell Shen Jiao as soon as she came back.

Little did Shen Jiao know that one night later, Emperor Qingyuan had made up his mind to retire and even drafted an imperial edict.

She was currently nestling in Fu Youan's arms, eating lychees from his hand, and spitting the lychee core into his palm.

Seeing her leisurely look, Fu Youan couldn't help but jokingly asked, "Are you serving me, or am I serving you?"

Shen Jiao perfunctorily raised her hand and squeezed his strong arm twice, "Isn't this serving me? Didn't I serve him well enough?"

"It's in place. It's in place."

Fu You'an held back his laughter and took out his handkerchief to wipe his fingers stained with lychee juice. "Lychees can easily cause irritation. Don't eat too much. How about asking someone to bring you something else?"

"OK."

Shen Jiao responded, sat up, picked up a lychee and fed it to Fu Youan's mouth, "This is your reward."

Fu You'an raised his fingers and tapped her head lightly, then took a sip and his face was full of joy.

Shen Jiao fiddled with his long hair that hung down to his shoulders with her fingertips, then lifted up her own hair, lowered her head and braided it, "This is called a knot."

Fu Youan looked at her with a smile on his face, "Would you like to cut it off and put it in your purse and keep it away?"

"don't want."

Shen Jiao slowly untied the braid again, "It won't look good if you cut it off. You can braid it later if you like."

Fu Youan didn't insist, he just lowered his head and played with her hand, "How about taking you out of the palace to visit Daliang tomorrow?"

"What Daliang is, it's Liangzhou Prefecture and Liangjun Liangxian of our great Wei Dynasty."

After Shen Jiao finished speaking, she chuckled, and then sighed, "I have to go back to Beijing the day after tomorrow."

The capitals of the two countries were too far apart, and she really didn't have much time to spare from traveling back and forth.

Hearing this, Fu Youan's eyes were a little disappointed, "It's only been three days~"

He felt it was far from enough.

"I can't help it. If I have time later, I will come see you again."

"I'm afraid Emperor Qingyuan won't be able to bear it."

"Just hide it from him."

Fu Youan chuckled lightly, "I'm afraid that once you go back, you won't be free again. It will take two years for me to say the least. If I don't see you for two years, what will I do?"

Shen Jiao gently pinched his face and said, "Don't say such things that I don't like to hear. In the future, I will find a businessman to go out to Beijing to see you. I won't see you for two years."

"Is it possible that I haven't been able to leave Beijing in the past two years?"

Shen Jiao asked with a joking look on her face.

As soon as Fu Youan thought about it, he put the matter behind him.

Who knew that these words would turn out to be a prophecy? After Shen Jiao returned, she would never leave Beijing again.

But at the moment, neither of them paid too much attention. They were talking and laughing when they saw the attendant hurried in, with a somewhat anxious look on his face, "Prince, the Queen is here."

Queen?

Shen Jiao and Fu Youan were both stunned.

"How about I hide first?"

"It's okay, let her in."

Two voices sounded at the same time, and Fu Youan continued, "It's okay, my mother doesn't recognize you, and it might be better if you are here."

"Um?"

Shen Jiao was a little puzzled, but she didn't ask. She sat in Fu Youan's arms, her expression gradually becoming obedient.

Soon, Empress Daliang came quickly, holding a stack of portraits in her hand. When she saw Fu Youan and Shen Jiao he was holding, she could barely stop, "What do you mean?"

Fu Youan didn't even raise his head, "What do you mean?"

"you!"

Empress Daliang frowned and looked at Shen Jiao, then she smiled kindly and handed the portrait to the maid next to her, "Why have I never seen this girl? When did she enter the palace?"

She must be the maid sent to serve the prince.

She is so beautiful, why doesn’t she look familiar at all?

Shen Jiao glanced at Fu Youan timidly.

The corners of Fu Youan's mouth rose uncontrollably, but with the Queen in front of him, he had to hide his smile, "My man, why do you need to get to the bottom of it."

"Don't you want to marry a wife?"

Empress Daliang said displeased.

She has been urging him every day these days, but Fu Youan still doesn't let him go. Why did she find someone now?

"She is different. If I marry her, of course I am willing."

Fu Youan said in a deep voice.

Empress Daliang frowned and looked at Shen Jiao carefully. After a while, she took a breath of cold air and said, "You, how old are you, how old is she? Whether you want to marry or not, are you..."

"You'an, we need to treat you if you are sick!" Empress Daliang said sadly.

Fu Youan's mouth twitched slightly.

Shen Jiao couldn't help but laugh, and raised her hand to cover it up a little symbolically.

Unexpectedly, the ambitious Queen Liang was also an interesting person.

"I'm not sick, I just like her."

Fu Youan said in a deep voice.

Empress Daliang asked her maid to spread out the scroll and show it to Fu Youan, "Yes, she will be included in your harem when she grows up, but now you have to choose a queen for me."

"Not right in front of you."

Fu Youan gently pinched Shen Jiao's wrist and said hello to Empress Daliang.

Empress Daliang suddenly felt a little tight in her chest and short of breath.

Her son... what on earth did he learn in Wei!

It's all the emperor's fault that he lost the battle, otherwise she wouldn't have had to send her son to the Wei Dynasty as a hostage. His son was ruined by the Wei Dynasty!


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