At night, the entire west of the palace is brilliantly lit, the voices of the people are boiling, singing and dancing, there is the liveliness of the people, but there is no noise of the people.

Xiao is the west neighbor is accustomed to the beauty of natural elegance, and the banquet places in the palace are all selected in quiet and beautiful places, just like the imperial garden at this time. The fragrance of flowers and flowers in the night is bursting, and the breeze that blows slowly carries a faint sweetness and refreshing people's hearts, and the sound of the stream gurgling can be faintly heard in the ears, and the chirping of crickets among the bushes adds a bit of leisurely beauty.

Finely carved long tripods are placed around all corners of the Imperial Garden, or there are celadon white jade long-necked vases, or there are incense burners with curling smoke, and the white mist is slowly swirling around, like a fairyland.

There are a variety of styles of dim sum and a pot of white jade wine bottles on the wooden table with exquisite workmanship, and then a group of courtiers in civilian clothes are talking and laughing at the table, which looks extremely relaxed and not half restrained, which shows that the emperor's enlightenment has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

As early as dusk, Mu Aotian hurriedly entered the palace with Shang Zixu, taking Bailida, who wanted to see the palace, and Nanye, who was determined to be protected by her side, naturally did not leave behind the three princesses who were supposed to attend with the third prince.

Mu Aotian sat comfortably in his seat, ignoring the gazes cast around him, and took a sip of his teacup by himself. The position she sat in was extremely conspicuous, it was in the area divided by the nobles of the palace, and it was next to the seat of Shang Zixu, the famous god of war, which naturally aroused the curiosity and speculation of many people.

Dressed in black clothes that blended with the night, Nan Ye held a sword like a door god, standing coldly behind him, as for the restless Bailida, after memorizing the road to the Imperial Garden, he excused himself to find the toilet in a hurry, and he didn't know where to run to listen to the corner of the wall.

"Whose little son is that young man, who was born so good-looking!" There were many young ladies who had not left the pavilion at the women's banquet and poked their heads out to look secretly, and there were faint whispers of asking each other shyly biting their ears.

"I've never heard of anyone with such a handsome son, maybe it's the guest of the third prince!" A woman looked at it seriously and speculated.

"Ah, it must be so!" The woman nodded, couldn't help but look at the seat opposite again, and inadvertently saw her father blowing his beard and staring at herself, and suddenly felt humble, and quickly retracted her neck again, and sat in a dignified position, with a look of not squinting. The speed of change is not the result of overnight training.

Mu Aotian, who was immersed in the natural environment around him, didn't know about this short episode on the seat of the female dependent, and he couldn't help but look at it curiously as the old eunuch's slender and elongated voice sounded in his ears, and the figures of several belated princes and princesses.

She has only seen the third prince Shang Zixu in the west, and the third prince alone is a legend, so what kind of characters will the rest of the princes above his age be?

The first thing that caught my eye was an extremely wise man with a delicate appearance, a blue robe embroidered with a delicate python shape, a square jade pendant pinned to his waist, and a solemn solemnity between his handsome eyebrows and eyes. The princess who followed him next to him was surprisingly petite, wearing the same fine blue robe, Juanjuan's snow-white pattern looked extremely elegant on the body, the beads slightly decorated on the bun exuded a soft white light, and a beautiful and weak face hung a gentle smile, and the whole person was like a shallow blooming lilac, which made people feel good.

From a distance, the two stood side by side, quite like a fairy couple in the next world, but it was a pity that the eyes of the two did not meet, and their expressions also had their own colors, so it was difficult to arbitrarily conclude the seemingly complicated emotional spectrum.

Mu Aotian sighed secretly, and turned her head to look at another pair following closely, which made her frown.

I saw a man dressed in a fine workmanship and rich color, a high-grade white jade crown, and an unruly appearance, holding a plump woman with a slender figure and a glossy face in one hand, and her narrow eyes were half narrowed, as if she was extremely enjoyed. And behind her, there is a woman with dignified manners and a beautiful appearance. The woman wears a lilac dress, her fair face is covered with heavy makeup, and her hair is interspersed with ornaments and her head and face are many but not complicated, which is an out-and-out model of a true wife for the older generation who value etiquette. The woman's face did not change and she followed, without the slightest hint of displeasure or sorrow, as if she was accustomed to her husband's profligate behavior.

"How can His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still behave like this, without the slightest restraint?" Due to the depth of Xiwu's internal strength, the voice within ten miles can be clearly heard in his ears, Mu Aotian looked sideways slightly, it was the seat of the neighboring minister, and the person who spoke was an old courtier in dark blue civilian clothes.

"Alas, you also know the temperament of the prince of Lu Dao, if it weren't for his mother being the person the emperor put on the tip of his heart, how could the emperor indulge him in every way? It's just a pity that the princess ......"

Hearing this, Mu Aotian couldn't help but nodded secretly in agreement, a woman with such a strong backbone married a husband who didn't care about herself, and it was indeed a pity not to talk about feelings or not.

"It is said that the crown princess should have been promised to the second prince, but I didn't know that I would show it to the prince, and I asked for a holy decree to rob the newlyweds who were originally going to get married on the second day......"

How complicated is it?!

The next words made Mu Aotian touch his chin thoughtfully, and glanced at the stern-looking second prince and the dignified princess with a bit of gossip. I don't know if it's because of the minister's words, she actually thinks that these two people are indeed surprisingly compatible, if they can be together, maybe they really envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals!

Although the voices of the two ministers were deliberately lowered, those who practiced martial arts who were not far away and had strong internal strength could easily and easily listen to them clearly. Shang Zixu was naturally no exception, and he just smiled faintly at the discussion that came to his ears as if it was a joke, but he didn't feel anything, and suddenly thought of the person sitting quietly next to him, and subconsciously turned his head to look.

He remembered the first time he saw the martial arts commander, and that young man was not such a quiet character!

After touching the young man's frowning and contemplative expression, he seemed to have guessed something, and his heart suddenly moved, and he opened his lips.

"It's impossible for the second brother and the crown princess to do so."

Qingrun's familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears, as if a gurgling spring seeped in, instantly pulling Mu Aotian out of his thoughts.

Impossible?

Seeing the young man's surprised and puzzled gaze, Shang Zi hooked his lips and chuckled, and slowly explained: "The ministers only knew one of the things back then, but they didn't know the other. The reason why the crown prince was able to get the crown princess so smoothly was because the second brother personally went to his father to ask for a divorce from the marriage...... "I won't say much after that, but it's enough to guess a thing or two."

Mu Aotian opened her eyes in surprise, she thought of the twists and turns, but she never expected it to be so complicated. According to this statement, the second prince does not like the crown princess, and the holy decree has been made, in order to get the decree of divorce, he needs to find a way. For example, you can start arranging for the prince to meet the crown princess......

As soon as the idea came out, I was shocked by this answer again. Although I don't want to admit it, the signals revealed by the rules are all explained like this, and it's hard to believe it!

It's no wonder that it is impossible to use the description that there is no gap between these four people, one side is as firm as a rock, and how can the other party be tactful and hard against the stone?! It's nothing more than hurting others and hurting yourself!

Knowing the bends and corners, Mu Aotian finally stopped. For the twists and turns between these two pairs, she is just an extremely strange outsider, neither familiar nor in contact with, and has no right to make her own comments on right and wrong. The story they deduce, naturally they have the final say.

glanced at Shang Zixu, who was smiling beside him, and his handsome face was as soft as a god, as if it was unreal. Mu Aotian couldn't help but stagnate, sighed demonically, and lowered his head to sip tea to relieve the inexplicable dryness on the tip of his tongue.

"The emperor has arrived, the queen has arrived, Princess Jianan has arrived!" Suddenly, the eunuch's shout in his throat sounded again, and the hand holding the teacup couldn't help shaking, and a few drops of warm and moist tea fell on the back of his hand.

Mu Aotian slowly put down the teacup, took out a white handkerchief and wiped it clean, then raised his eyelids and looked towards the seat.

Under the bright yellow dragon robe is a middle-aged man in his forties, with heroic eyebrows and the overlord aura of a calm and superior person, unfathomable eyes are not angry but mighty, and the dragon aura on his body is not to be underestimated.

raised his eyebrows, these two princes are a little like the emperor in the west.

Looking at the queen sitting on the phoenix throne, the age is about a year or two away from the west neighbor emperor, but it is because she is good at maintenance, and she looks like a charming woman in her thirties, even if she has given birth to two children, she is still charming. The breath of the world is fully revealed, and the Tao is quite appreciative.

At this time, the dignified queen was looking at her baby daughter who was coquettish at her with a smile on her face, and her expression seemed to be a little disgusted.

The pretty girl who was held by the queen and dressed in pink was the most favored princess Jianan in the legend, and she was also the girl with brutal behavior and words that Mu Aotian had seen at the door of the hotel before-Shang Wan'er!

This is really a narrow road!

Mu Aotian suddenly felt a faint pain in his eyebrows, his previous impression of this unruly princess was not very good, but now he bumped into it again, and he just hoped that something would go wrong.

Suddenly, he smelled an extra breath behind him, and turned his head to look, but it was Bailida, who had been 'on the thatched house' for a long time. Seeing that he looked like he was frowning, he knew that this person was probably finding some satisfactory news, so his eyes were full of joy and made her cry and laugh.

Before she could ask a question, a crisp exclamation sounded in the empty courtyard.

"It's you!"