Jixiangfang, Yang Guangwu's house, Yang Zhanfei returned to his home depressed, he was in a bad mood and rushed directly to his parents' house, wanting his mother to help him enlighten and enlighten, he used to do this when he was unhappy, including his two elder brothers. Talking to his father never happened in their house, after all, their father was always able to do things and never keep his mouth shut.

"Auntie, my father?" Yang Zhanfei entered the house and saw that his father was not there, and asked casually that if his father was here, he would consider whether he would find his mother another day.

"Your father must have been drinking with a few other brothers, do you have something to do with your father?" Guan Muying asked suspiciously. Curfews do not exist for elites like Yang Guangwu.

"Auntie! I'm so sad. After Yang Zhanfei knew that his father was gone, he sat casually in front of Guan Muying and said with a bitter face.

"Zhanfei, what's wrong? Aren't your legs okay? When you went out today, you were still alive, who bullied you again? Guan Muying put down the needle and thread in his hand, looked at his son coming in from the door, and asked with a drooping face. Although Guan Muying is the general's wife, and there are servant maids beside her, she still retains her former living habits, and she does everything she does with her husband's and son's clothes and sewing.

"Today I went to attend the Wenqu Yuan Wenhui, and I actually met the person who defeated me yesterday, but I didn't expect this person to be the Sixth Prince, and then ......" Yang Zhanfei went home today and began to tell his mother about what happened today.

Guan Muying listened to Yang Zhanfei's narration with relish, she felt that this literary meeting was very exciting, and His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince's writing was so high, she didn't hear how this matter had anything to do with her son's sadness.

"Zhanfei, what does it have to do with you being sad when you talk so much." Guan Muying asked suspiciously.

"A-Niang, I haven't finished talking about it yet, in the end, the six princes painted a picture and won the competition, on this painting, the painting is Li Shishi, just like a real person, and it is accompanied by a poem, the content of the poem I. I don't remember it, but others say that this poem is very good, and it is estimated that it will spread all over Hua'an City tomorrow. Yang Zhanfei scratched the back of his head, trying hard to think about the poem.

When Guan Muying heard what Yang Zhanfei said, he was able to sort out his clues, and he was a little speechless in his heart, his son had said so much before, it was basically nonsense.

"Do you mean that the sixth prince also likes Li Shishi's girl?" Guan Muying asked tentatively, she analyzed that it should be like this, and at the same time felt a little headache, if this is the case, it is a little tricky to deal with.

"Yes, just now the Six Princes personally sent Li Shishi home, and I found that since I met the Six Princes yesterday, my life has not been smooth." Yang Zhanfei muttered, complaining about his own.

When he was in front of Jing Zetian, he didn't dare to go too far, but Jing Zetian was also a prince, and he would still be crowned king in the future, the idle prince was okay, his Yang family was not afraid, if the six princes got His Majesty's weight and would be the prince of real power in the future, then their family would not be happy, after all, their foundation was too shallow, and the gap between them and Zhao Su's family was not a star and a half, although Yang Zhanfei was straightforward, but under his father's stick education, he had a clear understanding of these things.

When Guan Muying heard his son's words, he stood up, clasped his palms on his waist, and kept turning back and forth in the room, his head quickly thinking about whether there was a good way to solve this matter. The woman that her son likes, she, as a mother, will do her best to marry her son home no matter what.

Although Guan Muying was very determined, after careful consideration, she found that this matter was very difficult to handle. Li Shishi's father is Li Yuanshang, and Li Yuanshang began to follow the emperor's ministers very early. From the emperor's point of view, he very much hopes that his son can marry the daughter of his confidant minister, which is also a simple and effective way to win over his courtiers.

"Zhanfei, how does Li Shishi feel about the Six Princes?" Guan Muying thought for a while and asked.

"Anyway, it feels a lot better than for me." Yang Zhanfei rubbed his hands and said embarrassedly.

"It's not going to be easy." Guan Muying squinted and said to herself. If Li Shishi has no good impression of the six princes, then the emperor will not force Li Yuanshang to marry his daughter to the prince unless he has to, but his son is not angry, which makes her very headache.

She couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, touched Yang Zhanfei's head, which was taller than herself, and comforted: "Okay, Zhanfei, when your father comes back, I'll discuss it with him again, don't worry, even if the sixth prince is really interested in Li Shishi, it is estimated that he will not mention this matter to the emperor in the short term, after all, he is still two years away from being crowned king, and he will not be in a hurry to establish a princess." ”

When Yang Zhanfei heard his mother's words, he felt that his chances of marrying Li Shishi were very slim, and he couldn't help but start to feel a strong sense of loss, and said listlessly: "Okay, A-Niang, rest early." After saying that, he turned around, dragged his powerful body, and walked towards his room.

Guan Muying looked at the figure of her son leaving, and couldn't help but feel a little heartache, and hurriedly said: "Zhanfei, there are so many women in the world, why focus on one, if in the past, which girl you liked, you could snatch it for your mother, but now it's different, you have to understand." He was afraid that if his son did something impulsive and something wrong with one of his tendons, then things would be even more difficult to handle.

"Don't worry, A-Niang, I know in my heart, it's just a little uncomfortable, and I'll be fine in a few days." Yang Zhanfei turned his head and leaked an ugly smile at his mother.

"Hey" Guan Muying sighed helplessly, he didn't expect his son to look like a rough man, he didn't expect that he would be sleepy because of the love of his children, this kind of thing should be only found by literati and, their family is a martial artist, and they poured out such a little love for their son, Guan Muying thought of this, and the corner of his mouth raised a smile, and at the same time strengthened his thoughts, and devoted all his strength to strive to realize his son's heart.

There is a feeling that is like the torture and pain of not being able to catch a pearl, and this is a secret love. Crush is a beautiful pain. It's like a dream that can't be woken up, like a hard-working little spider, with only a crystal web day and night, what is the prey of this web? Empty net, painful heart, admit it, just stick yourself to it! Every day, day after day, let yourself be guarded, read, think, pain, bitter, sweet in the net, but still silently waiting, maybe this waiting is like the song sings - waiting for you for 10,000 years. But what can be done? Thinking with a wry smile, maybe it was owed to him in the previous life, and in this life, he has to repay it with pain.