MTL - The Crown Prince Chases His Wife-Chapter 68 try again

The imperial city, Shou'an Palace, the main hall Dongnuan Pavilion.

The Queen Mother Xiao closed her eyes, propped her head with one hand, and stroked the lazy cat on her lap with the other, letting Xia Ying by her side squeeze her shoulders and arms for her.

On the ground facing the Empress Dowager Xiao in the room, there was a young man in an ochre-colored brocade robe kneeling on his knees.

The King of Yizhou, who was kneeling on the ground, was ready to be attacked by the Queen Mother Xiao on the way to the palace. Punishing him for kneeling was not a big deal.

In these years, Yizhou was able to be semi-independent from Daxia and not under the control of the Daxia royal family.

However, the face of the King of Yizhou was slumped to the ground at this time, but his brows were furrowed. In addition to the incense burning in the beast furnace in the palace, the smell of the cat beside the Queen Mother also came into the nose of the king of Yizhou...

The king of Yizhou was already sweating finely on his forehead, his palms touching the ground, his fingertips pressed hard against the ground, and he resisted the itch in his nose.

Finally, unable to hold back, King Yizhou covered his nose with one hand and sneezed a few times.

"The queen mother forgives her sins." The king of Yizhou fell to the ground again.

The Empress Dowager Xiao slowly opened her eyes and looked at the young man on the ground who was five or six similar to the old man.

"You said, Xie Chang Yuan's unmarried side room is your Wang sister?"

The King of Yizhou was still kneeling and bowing, not raising his head.

"Returning to the Queen Mother, I really do not know that my sister Qingli will quietly go to Beijing, and she is also related to Yongding Hou's Mansion. Please ask the Queen Mother to convict."

The King of Yizhou kowtowed with his head to the ground. At this time, his nose began to itch again. He thought that this trip to the palace would be the most difficult thing for Empress Dowager Xiao, but he never thought that it was Empress Dowager Xiao's pet that tortured him. The white cat.

"Marquis Yongding..." Empress Dowager Xiao paused slightly as she stroked the cat, as if she was thinking about something.

The Empress Dowager Xiao raised her hand on the cat and waved it lightly, and Xia Ying, the **** in charge of Shou'an Palace, immediately grasped that the cat was taken away from the Empress Dowager's lap and placed on the side of the chair specially made for this cat.

Mrs. Xiao sat upright at the back, took the Canaan rosary on the short table, slowly crossed her hands, looked at the King of Yizhou, and instructed Xia Ying:

"Xia Ying, it is proposed that, in the name of this palace, I will marry the sister of the king of Yizhou." Empress Dowager Xiao paused.

"Qinghe, her name?"

At this time, the King of Yizhou understood that the Empress Dowager Xiao had made a decision, but this would bring Yizhou into the court situation.

"Back to the Queen Mother, Sister Wang's full name is Ye Qingli."

"Well." The Queen Mother Xiao was silent for a moment, and continued to speak slowly.

"Give a marriage to the sister of the King of Yizhou, Ye Qingli, as the wife of Xie Changyuan, the prince of Yongding Hou's mansion. He also ordered Qin Tianjian to choose a fortune and set a wedding date for the two as soon as possible."

The king of Yizhou and Xia Ying in the hall were a little surprised. The Queen Mother's decision would set off a big storm in the court.

"Qinghe, the two of you will return to Yizhou after the wedding is over." Empress Dowager Xiao looked at the king of Yizhou.

"The minister obeys." At this moment, the king of Yizhou sank slightly. From today, Yizhou, as a **** of the Empress Dowager Xiao, was officially involved in the power struggle of the Daxia royal family, and the peace of Yizhou would no longer exist.

"Xia Ying, go out of the palace to announce the decree immediately."

"Yes, Queen Mother."

There was a hint of sharpness in Empress Dowager Xiao's half-closed eyes. She didn't expect that the prince whom she had supported would be so disobedient to her that she even aroused her desire to return to the court.

Feng Zhan, very good.

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"The queen mother agreed to let Ye Qingli enter Yongding Hou's mansion?" Song Yin, the princess of Yizhou, had already had some guesses about the result, but she was still stunned when she got the exact news.

"I immediately sent a letter to Yizhou to prepare Ye Qingli's dowry." Song Yin organized his thoughts as quickly as possible, and began to calculate the next impact on Yizhou at this time.

The King of Yizhou sat on the side, drinking tea and sneezing constantly. The imperial doctor from the Taicaitai Hospital had already come, Ye Qinghe did not expect to suffer this crime today.

Ye Qinghe put down the teacup and looked at Song Yin,

"The dowry should not be too extravagant. No matter what purpose the Queen Mother Xiao wants to achieve through this gift of marriage, we can only do our best so that Yizhou does not become a victim of the power game in Daxia's political arena."

"Song Yin, thank you for your hard work."

The King of Yizhou was sincerely satisfied with his princess. Song Yin was born in a noble family.

Song Yin smiled lightly,

"This is my duty."

Song Yin fixedly looked at the king of Yizhou who was holding the tea cup next to him, took a deep breath, and said the words that had been lingering in her mouth for a long time,

"Your Majesty, do you want to consider another heir?"

Yizhou Wang just took the tea cup with his hand, and only for a moment, he continued to drink tea without speaking.

"Your Majesty..." Song Yin continued.

"Bang..." The sound was not too soft when the tea cup encountered several cases.

Song Yin's heart was stagnant, and his eyes were full of sadness.

"This king has said that he will adopt Qingyu's son in the future, so there is no need to mention it at this time." King Yizhou's remaining appreciation for Song Yin was overshadowed by the irritability that suddenly rose in his heart at this time.

"Qingli's dowry list, after it is drawn up, hand it over to this king for review." After leaving this sentence, the King of Yizhou strode out of the main hall.

Song Yin was sitting on the chair, her expression as usual, but Ben's back of the hand resting on the armrest, the protruding blue veins exposed her suppressed anger at the moment.

Everyone said that the king of Yizhou and the princess raised their eyebrows together, and they were very affectionate. Some people say that the princess is jealous, and that the prince of Yizhou will not allow the princess to continue the incense without heirs.

Oh, but who knows, their king is indeed infatuated, but not Song Yin to her. She was just a pretense used by their king to hide from the public.

Song Yin once thought that Ye Qinghe would let go of his sinful hidden thoughts sooner or later, but he didn't know that he was so persistent that he still had to defend himself for that person.

But that person is not only married and married, but also his sister Ye Qinghe with the same father and mother.

Ye Qingyu, you say you are lucky or unfortunate?

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At the northern end of the imperial city, the imperial study.

Emperor Hui and Prince Feng Zhan sat down to talk, and the chess game was drawing to a close.

Feng Zhan raised his hand, made a move, and finished, then got up, sat on the large sandalwood chair on the other side, held up a blue and white tea cup, and drank it lightly.

Emperor Hui glanced at the chess game again, sighed, and also got up and left his seat.

"Prince went on a tour of the south and wanted me to re-manage the government?" Emperor Hui asked Feng Zhan to the prince.

Feng Zhan looked at Emperor Hui,

"Isn't the father unwilling to let go of power at the beginning?"

Emperor Hui jumped slightly on his forehead and put down the tea cup in his hand heavily.

"I took the initiative to delegate power, and it was the same as being robbed by you?"

Emperor Hui's voice was not too small, although the Crown Prince was now at odds with Empress Dowager Xiao, which calmed his anger a little. But as long as Emperor Hui recalled his powerlessness when he was forced to hand over power by the Crown Prince and Empress Dowager Xiao, Emperor Hui would be full of fire.

"I will bring Qin Yan, and the royal father has prepared the imperial decree for the canonization of the crown prince. I will use it when I come back." After Feng Zhan said this, he got up and walked to the door.

Just as Emperor Hui was about to attack, he was choked by Feng Zhan's words.

After Feng Zhan took two steps, Emperor Hui picked up a book at hand and threw it towards Feng Zhan's back.

"Feng Zhan, is I your father or you are my father?" Emperor Hui said angrily at Feng Zhan.

Feng Zhan's words and deeds are very like the prince's busy work. Want Emperor Hui to come out as Feng Zhan's father and emperor to supervise the country for the prince? The more Huidi thought about it, the more angry he became.

Feng Zhan stopped and turned around, catching the book flying behind him.

"The Heart Sutra, your father should read more." Feng Zhan glanced at the furious Emperor Hui lightly, then lowered his eyes, and after scanning the cover of the book in his hand, he said slowly.

"You..." Emperor Hui's chest heaved violently, his son was really arrogant and boundless.

"The princes will stay for about the same time, so let them go back. Forcing the marriage may be counterproductive." Feng Zhan threw down a few words, and held the book to Li Fuquan who was standing beside him.

Li Fuquan bowed, took two steps to catch it with both hands, and backed away.

After Feng Zhan left, Emperor Hui sighed deeply.

What he couldn't do at the beginning, if Feng Zhan could do it, it would be all his regrets.

Li Fuquan changed a cup of tea and brought it to the table next to Emperor Hui. As soon as he put down the tray, Li Fuquan heard Emperor Hui's slightly tired voice.

"Let Ning Concubine come over."

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In the western suburbs, He Xiao rode his horse to an emergency stop outside a mansion, jumped off his horse, and hurried to the gate of the mansion.

"I have an urgent matter to see Xie Shizi, hurry up and pass the message."

Xie Chang Yuan was standing in front of a book case in the study of the new house, looking at a blueprint on the case.

"Take all these lands down and try to expand westward as much as possible." Xie Chang Yuan pointed to a piece of land on the blueprint and instructed Li Zhong next to him.

"Prince, I'm afraid it won't work to go west. If you go further, it's all the farmland belonging to the Prince's Mansion." Li Zhong frowned and replied.

Xie Changyuan's face was slightly cold, and he was the prince again.

"Prince, Young Master He is visiting." As the guards outside the study fell, He Xiao walked in two steps.

He Xiao glanced at the study and caught a tea set on a round table. He went over by himself, filled himself with a cup of tea, and poured it into his stomach.

"Uncle Li, go down first." Xie Changyuan put away the drawings.

He Xiao had poured three cups of tea in a row, then slumped on a chair, gasping for breath.

"Xie Shizi, the palace gave you a marriage, and it is the wife. I just went to the Hou residence to find you, and I happened to meet the father-in-law who announced the decree, who is from the Queen Mother Shou'an Palace."

He Xiao finished these words in one breath, then filled himself a cup of tea, raised his head and drank it.

Xie Changyuan's pupils shrank upon hearing this.

He instantly thought of Qin Yan, but it shouldn't be possible.

"I heard that you are appointed to be the sister of the King of Yizhou." He Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and added.

Xie Chang Yuan's face was cold and he strode out.

"Where are you going?" He Xiao suddenly stood up.

"Entering the palace." Xie Changyuan hurried out of the house, mounted his horse and hurried into the city, and behind a few horses was He Xiao, who had just left the city to report to him.

He Xiao waited for Xie Changyuan, who had left the palace, not long outside the imperial city's Shenwu Gate.

"Drinking." Xie Chang Yuan's face was gloomy and terrifying, he dropped these words and jumped on the horse's back.

He Xiao... It's rare that Xie Shizi took the initiative to drink alcohol, and he would have to accompany the gentleman at the cost of his life.

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On the shore of Qianshui Lake, there is Yuyufang.

Xie Chang Yuan restrained and sipped the wine in his hand slowly. He mentioned drinking himself, but he suddenly sobered up at the moment. He has official business tomorrow, so he can't drink more.

Xie Changyuan felt a little bitter in his heart. He came from a noble background, but he was not as comfortable as a man in the mountains. The constraints brought about by his background actually made him breathless at this moment. Not to mention marriage matters.

When the glass of wine bottomed out, Xie Changyuan raised his hand to stop He Xiao from refilling the glass for him.

He Xiao retracted the hand holding the jug, and still asked the doubts he had had since the palace gate.

"What did the palace say?"

Xie Chang Yuan looked at the empty wine glass in front of him with a slightly out of focus, and his voice was bitter.

"The empress dowager does not see guests, and her majesty said that he cannot interfere with the empress dowager's decision." Xie Changyuan chuckled lightly, not knowing whether he was mocking himself or his fate.

He Xiao suddenly thought of something,

"If I go to the prince..." He Xiao suddenly stopped talking again, he should be slapped, which pot he can't open and which one should he lift.

Xie Changyuan raised his eyes to look at the lake outside the window, and laughed again.

Looking for a prince?

The crown prince really has a lot of power to speak, maybe the crown prince can really shake the decree issued by the Shou'an Palace.

But, let him Xie Changyuan go and ask the prince to resist marriage for him? Exposing his powerlessness and incompetence naked to his rival?

impossible.

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Xishan, Prince's Mansion, Cangtai Waterside Pavilion.

On the way to the Dajue Temple in Yuquan Mountain today, the Queen and Feng Yunchao turned into the Prince's Mansion and stopped.

The prince returned from the palace, and when he learned that the queen was waiting for him in Shuixie, he came straight over.

The queen didn't plan to delay too long, so she started straight on the subject,

"Mrs. Wang of Zuo Xiangfu entered the palace the day before yesterday and asked me to find a reliable marriage for her eldest queen Jingyi, who is also your cousin of the crown prince. Madam Wang said that she did not want the other party to be a noble family, but asked for a clean family background. , the most important thing is character.”

"I haven't been in Beijing for a long time. I want to entrust this matter to the prince. Jingyi is a good boy. If the prince has free time, he will help find a good husband for Jingyi."

The queen rarely bothers the prince to do things on her own initiative. This is still the matter of her family's Zuo Prime Minister's house, and it is a little embarrassing to speak.

But Feng Zhan just frowned slightly, nodding his head as if he agreed.

Feng Yunchao's attention was on the Merlin outside the waterside pavilion. She seemed to remember, wasn't there a wall built by the emperor's brother?

"Brother Huang, that wall in Merlin..." Feng Yunchao tried to ask after the queen and the prince finished talking about Wang Jingyi.

As soon as Feng Yunchao's words came out, Feng Zhan's face froze for a while, and Song Zhi's heart froze.

The queen looked at the plum forest outside the waterside pavilion, holding back her smile, over there is the main residence of Zhaoren County.

After the queen and Feng Yunchao left, Feng Zhan met courtiers and aides at the Prince's Mansion to arrange matters after he left Beijing.

While holding the lantern, Lu Chen arrived at the Prince's Mansion.

Feng Zhan arranged to Lu Chen:

"This time away from Beijing, it's probably more than a month. Dajue Temple will send more people, and the rest, don't be too tight, give them enough opportunities to move."

"Yes, Your Highness." Lu Chen responded with clasped fists, and then left.

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At night, it was slightly cold, Feng Zhan stepped out of Chenghua Hall, but did not go to the direction of the dormitory, but went straight to the south, past the Merlin that separated the two houses.

To the side of the main mansion of Meilin County, Feng Zhan stopped and said:

"Is your master in the mansion?"

When the words fell, a black-clothed guard quickly emerged from the forest.

"His Royal Highness, the master is in the flower hall and has gone to pass the message."

"Lead the way." Feng Zhan said in his heart, she was obedient today.

Feng Zhan entered the flower hall next to the lotus pond and saw Qin Yan leaning against the soft collapsed window at a glance. Qin Yan closed his eyes, put a thin blanket on his body, a waterfall of blue silk spread on the couch, and there were a few strands of hair. Silk hangs outside the couch, swaying slightly in the night wind.

At this time, all kinds of chrysanthemums are in full bloom in the flower hall, and under the moonlit night of the Qingqiu, there is a cold fragrance.

Feng Zhan took a step forward, and Qin Yan, who was still closing his eyes, suddenly said:

"Your Highness, do you think this is the back garden of the Prince's Mansion?"

Feng Zhan paused in footsteps, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said solemnly:

"You step back."

Song Zhi had never stepped into the flower hall, and it seemed that Shen Ying was the only person in the hall that should appear here from time to time.

Shen Ying asked Qin Yan.

"master."

Qin Yan lazily raised his hand.

Shen Ying went out immediately, as usual, and closed the door.

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In the flower hall, Feng Zhan walked towards Qin Yan step by step.

Hearing the steady footsteps walking in, Qin Yan slowly opened his eyes, seeing that he had come closer and looked down at her prince Feng Zhan.

Feng Zhan leaned over, pulled Qin Yan up, sat down just before Qin Yan's slump, and hugged Qin Yan back to his lap. Feng Zhan leaned his upper body against the cushion and wrapped Qin Yan in front of his arms.

The comfortable cushion under Qin Yan's body was strongly replaced by the man behind him with his hard body. Qin Yan frowned and twisted a few times uncomfortably, but the movement was stopped by Feng Zhan's voice.

Feng Zhan's voice is slightly hoarse;

"do not move."

At this time, Qin Yan realized that she seemed to have hit something, she turned her head to look at Feng Zhan, and there was some teasing in her eyes.

Feng Zhan avoided Qin Yan's joking look, stretched out his hand and pulled on the thin blanket, covering the two of them, then wrapped tightly around Qin Yan's arms, and then buried a handsome face with sharp edges and corners in Qin Yan's slender, fair-skinned face. Side neck, muffled:

"Qin Yan, try again with Gu."