Jiang Shaohui hooked his lips slightly, "But one thing is certain. ”

"What is it?" An Changyu couldn't help but ask.

"Jiang Xu will definitely marry Jiang Yuwan to him for this talented man who 'must do something' to stay under his command forever, and then let them give birth to offspring to stabilize the relationship between husband and wife. So I can assert that if my fifth brother inherits the country of our Yongguo, then if you want to get Jiang Yuwan, it is a fantasy. ”

An Changyu frowned tightly, he felt that the second prince's analysis was very reasonable, but everything was far from what he wanted.

Jiang Shaohui smiled again and said, "I see that in order to please my ninth sister, you plan to do your best to support the fifth prince. I don't think it's right, I always feel that Brother Chang Yu is making wedding clothes for others. ”

An Changyu looked into Jiang Shaohui's eyes and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness came here to find me today to tell me that if the An family stands in His Highness's team, after a hundred years of sainthood, His Highness will make the decision to marry Princess Zhaoying to me?" ”

Jiang Shaohui was slightly surprised, but quickly laughed, "Brother Chang Yu really understands me. That's right, if An Jia is willing to help me now, I will definitely repay the favor in the future, not to mention a Jiang Yuwan, I can want you to promise that if I get a beauty in the future, I will let you choose first. What does Brother Chang Yu think? ”

"Haha-" An Changyu laughed, there was a little disdain in the laughter, and Jiang Shaohui's face was condensed with a smile before he said, "The benefits proposed by His Highness are very tempting, and I also believe that His Highness can keep his promise, but His Highness seems to have forgotten that the current prime minister is my father, and I don't even have an official position." ”

Jiang Shaohui hooked his lips and sneered, "Do you know why your father beat you?" ”

Being unabashedly said by others about the most shameless thing, An Changyu almost turned his face directly, and his face was flushed and he held back his anger, "Your Highness, please go back, no matter what my father does, I will follow his wishes." ”

Jiang Shaohui smiled presumptuously, "If Jiang Xu ascends to the throne of God, in order to keep Sikong Yan, he will directly give you a cup of wine, this is not your personal gain or loss, but the disaster of the entire An family." Your father is on the side of the five princes, and he knows too well the consequences of you liking Jiang Yuwan, so he wants to beat you and wake you up from this daydream! ”

An Changyu stood up and said lightly, "If it weren't for His Highness's reminder, I wouldn't have understood my father's good intentions, thank you Your Highness this time, Your Highness, please go back." ”

Jiang Shaohui also stood up, the smile on his face became more and more arrogant, "An Changyu, the position of the prime minister of your family is hereditary. Your father is dead, you are the new prime minister, and no one fights with you. As he spoke, he took out two small paper packets from his arms and threw them on the table with a snap, "This medicine is given to people in two doses, both of which are ordinary tonics, and they are only fatal when put together." Smart people know how to do it. ”

"Jiang Shaohui!" An Changyu's eyes widened, pointing at the second prince, his arms were trembling, I don't know if he was scared or angry, "This is killing my father!" Heaven does not tolerate it! ”

Jiang Shaohui smiled slightly, and didn't care about being called by his name, "You must know that the throne in the future will be mine no matter what, you are a loyal monarch, and loyalty and filial piety cannot be both." Besides, even if you don't do anything, your old father won't live for a few years, so it's better to let him die worthwhile, you say? ”

He spat out the last three words lightly, sneered again, waved his robe, and turned around and left without hesitation.

The second prince had already strode to the Moon Gate, and An Changyu's voice came from behind, "Why do you say that the throne must be yours in the future?" ”

Jiang Shaohui chuckled, turned around and spit out two words, "Guizi." ”

An Changyu's body shook suddenly, his expression became extremely frightened, and after a while, when he came back to his senses and looked at the Moon Gate again, the figure of the second prince was already gone.

Let's talk about Changchun Garden.

At noon, the princes and nobles were only halfway there, and the scale of the meal was smaller.

There was still a while before the official start of the meal, and after Shen Lanying took her seat, she was still bored reading and not chatting with others, until the eighth princess sat next to her.

The eighth princess is called Jiang Lingqin, and the mother concubine's family has no power, so Jiang Lingqin is not very conspicuous in the palace. She got along with Jiang Yuwan very well before, and now she still has a good relationship with Shen Lanying.

Today, the eighth princess looked different from usual, with some eagerness in her eyes and a little shyness. Look at the door every now and then.

"Eighth sister, you don't look quite right today." Shen Lanying joked with a smile. Today, Jiang Lingqin looks like a little girl who has fallen in love.

"Huh? Is there one? Jiang Lingqin didn't admit it, but his face turned a little red.

The maidservant behind Jiang Lingqin leaned into Shen Lanying's ear and said with a smile, "It's because the King of Khotan is coming to Beijing for a pilgrimage, and he has already arrived at the Beijing Suburb Post House this morning." Chi Gu, the prince of Khotan, also came, and he promised my master last year that he would accompany her to the lantern festival. ”

The eighth princess's face turned even redder, and she raised her hand and tapped it on the maid's head, and said angrily, "You talk a lot!" ”

But her handmaiden was not afraid, and laughed and withdrew.

Shen Lanying was extremely surprised, she thought that Jiang Lingqin was in love with a young brother of the Yong Dynasty, but she didn't expect that the eighth princess's sweetheart was actually a foreign nobleman. And they seem to have been close since last year.

This long-distance relationship can progress, Khotan and Kyoto are so far away from a Yongguo, it takes a month to send a letter, how did they get together.

If Jiang Lingqin and the prince of Khotan become husband and wife, it will be a marriage between the Yong Dynasty and Khotan, which will further stabilize the relationship between the two countries, and Emperor Hui will never refuse.

And Jiang Lingqin fell in love with the future king of Khotan, and she was the future queen.

Jiang Lingqin was only halfway through her lunch, and a little maid trotted all the way to her and told her that the prince of Khotan had come. So Jiang Lingqin didn't eat anymore, wiped her mouth hurriedly, and asked the maid how the makeup and hair accessories on her face were, and then left the table in a hurry.

Shen Lanying looked at Jiang Lingqin's back, and she was a little distracted, until Xiaotong called her, and she suddenly returned to her soul.

"Your Highness......" Xiao Tong's eyes were full of worry, and he comforted, "Mr. Fei Jie should be back soon......"

"Do you think he'll be back today?" Shen Lanying asked in a muttered voice.

"This ......" Xiaotong struggled, not knowing how to answer.

"Forget it......" Shen Lanying sighed and continued to eat.

At night, as the sun sets, the lanterns in Changchun Garden are lit up, and as the breeze blows, thousands of lanterns hanging on the branches of the trees sway slightly, and the time floats, which is so beautiful that people are intoxicated.

Shen Lanying held the wine cup, leaned against a laurel tree, and looked at the bright lights, smiling young boys and girls.