In the early morning of the next day, Ying Fan opened his eyes, got up and got out of bed, and opened the window.

This palace is very large, majestic and majestic, but it is like a cage, most of them are sealed in it, and many people can only stay in this palace for the rest of their lives.

"Butterfly!" he shouted outside the dormitory.

"Here, Your Highness!" the little palace maid Die'er ran in with her little short legs.

She was holding Ying Fan's clothes in her hand, followed by a little eunuch, holding a copper basin, and the two of them should have come to serve Ying Fan.

"Die'er, I haven't seen His Royal Highness in the past few days, do you miss me?" Looking at the delicate little palace maid, he unconsciously wanted to flirt.

Looking at Die'er's red cheeks, he felt that he was in a good mood in the morning, and naturally stretched out his arms, and the little palace maid blushed shyly, put her toes on her toes, and tried her best to dress Ying Fan.

"It's really annoying, Your Highness has grown taller again, it's so hard!" the little palace maid pouted, very unhappy.

He also felt Die'er's little emotion, smiled, stretched out his hand, and pinched Die'er's pretty face.

"Hmm~ Your Highness, don't pinch me! I hate it!" Die'er didn't follow, dodging Ying Fan's attack.

She looked at Ying Fan angrily, Her Royal Highness, everything else is perfect, the only thing she hates is that she likes to tease her too much and always bully her.

Ying Fan smiled and touched Die'er's head, pretending not to see her little emotions.

The little eunuch looked at Die'er enviously, if he was as favored as Die'er, in this hall, he could walk sideways.

But at this moment, he didn't dare to raise his head, although the eighth prince has always taken good care of his subordinates, however, there is a difference in dignity, and he doesn't dare to offend.

For this kind of treatment, Ying Fan originally refused, but since the little girl cried for a while, he could only accept this kind of enjoyment from the capitalists.

After getting dressed, he hastily washed his face, and then rushed to the harem garden, in order to successfully complete today's plan, he had to find his mother.

After leaving the Chunzheng Courtyard and bypassing the corridors of the palace, he came to Fengxiang Palace, where his mother lived, after a long time.

The flowers in the palace are splendid, the fragrance of flowers is scattered, and the eunuchs and palace maids are busy watering the flowers.

"Your Royal Highness!" a palace maid saw him and bowed.

The others also saw him, and they all saluted respectfully, and one of the palace maids wanted to go in to inform Ying Fan's mother, but Ying Fan stopped him.

He crept into the palace without making a sound.

His mother's voice was still as gentle as usual.

"Chunxiang, why do you say Fan'er wants to leave the palace like this?"

"Haruka doesn't know. ”

"Alas, maybe he is by nature, find a time, I have to go and beg Your Majesty, beg him, let Fan'er out of the palace. ”

"Your Majesty may not agree, His Royal Highness has always been His Majesty's heart, no matter how naughty he is, His Majesty will only give a few sentences. ”

"However, it is not possible to go on like this. Although Fan'er has shown that he is unwilling to the throne since he was a child, he is in the emperor's house, and he can only be quiet and the wind does not stop. ”

This is Mother, no matter where you are or what you are doing, she will always be the one who cares about you the most.

"Mother~" There was a hint of coquettish charm in his voice, he poked out his head and looked at his mother with a smile.

His mother, Concubine Qin Huangxian, sat on the edge of the bed, wearing a plain white dress, even if she was just wearing light makeup, she was also captivating the country and the city.

Ying Fan also had to sigh that he was cheap, and his father was not shallow.

"You child, you won't notify your mother when you come. Concubine Xian said angrily, although she was complaining, her face was also full of surprise.

Ying Fan smiled slightly, "Isn't this trying to surprise the concubine?" He didn't wait for the concubine to greet him, and sat on the edge of the bed by himself.

"You naughty monkey, do you know how to take the family?" Concubine Xian stretched out her slender jade hand and tapped lightly on his forehead.

Ying Fan didn't care at all, reached out and grabbed the snacks on the table and ate them, he didn't eat breakfast, his stomach was still a little hungry.

"You didn't eat breakfast?Chunxiang, go to the imperial dining room and ask for some breakfast!" Concubine Xian didn't wait for Ying Fan's answer, so she ordered Chunxiang to go and get breakfast.

He looked at the unspeakable concubine, and his heart warmed, "Thank you, concubine!" Ying Fan grinned, he was only a fifteen-year-old boy at this moment, simple and simple.

At this moment, Chunxiang led a group of eunuchs, carrying sweet meals, and put them on the table one by one.

"Eat quickly, Fan'er!" Concubine Xian looked at Ying Fan gently, walked out of the bedroom first, and set the table herself.

"Mother, you sit, I'll clean up by myself. He hurried out, pushed Concubine Xian to the chair, and made the meal himself as fast as he could.

Although he was extremely hungry, he had a good cultivation since he was a child, and his elegance did not lose his demeanor, and his aristocratic demeanor was fully revealed.

Concubine Xian's smile was like a flower, gentle like water, and she looked at Ying Fan dotingly.

Ying Fan didn't look up at his mother, the warmth and affection, the meaning of family affection, is like this.

Mother and son, there is no communication, one eats sweetly, and the other watches happily, this is family affection.

............

Time passed quietly, and the time for a meal passed like this.

"Mother, I'm leaving. "Ying Fan bowed to his mother.

"Well, go ahead. Concubine Xian nodded slowly.

Concubine Xian watched Ying Fan leave, her warm eyes were reluctant.

Ying Fan left slowly, and after another twist and turn, he returned to the Chunzheng Palace, which was still as calm as usual.

The little palace maid Die'er crossed her hands on her waist and commanded the other little palace maids and little eunuchs to clean the Chunzheng Palace.

He shook his head and smiled, ignoring the busy crowd, and walked straight into the hall, took his cloak, and left, so fast that even the butterfly didn't notice him.

The cloak is fluttering, the black hair is scattered, and the young man like the wind is on the way to the main hall. The wildflowers were in full bloom and fragrant by the roadside, but he had no interest in appreciating them.

............

The road was not far away, just a moment, and he was already in front of the central hall.

"Your Royal Highness!" The eunuch guarding the door was very discerning, and without saying much, he let Ying Fan enter the main hall.

"Thank you, princess!" Ying Fan thanked him and went straight to the central hall.

His Majesty the Emperor in the hall was correcting the recital, and there were eunuchs waiting beside him.

On the table, a mountain of concertos almost covered the body of His Majesty the Emperor who was wise and martial.

"Father!" Ying Fan Gong bowed for a long time.

"Oh, figure it out?" Qin Huang asked with a raised eyebrow.

After Ying Fan bowed, he didn't wait for Emperor Qin to order him to sit down, so he pulled over a stool and sat at Emperor Qin's desk very casually.

The eunuch who served him was already no longer surprised, still standing steadily, his eyebrows lowered.

"Father, what you said is like an initiation, so that the boy and I suddenly wake up, for my previous behavior, I also deeply hate the boy!" Ying Fan looked sad, indicating that he had carried out deep introspection, and the prodigal son turned back.

Emperor Qin was unmoved, looking at him with an unfathomable expression, sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through Ying Fan's soul.

"If you have anything, just say it, don't beat around the bush!" Qin Huang said directly, straightening his body and gently tapping his hand on the edge of the table.

Seeing that his trick didn't seem to work, Ying Fan immediately changed his posture, sat up straight, and looked directly at Emperor Qin.

"Father, I'm ...... Please allow your retainers to leave the palace and build a mansion. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally said his intentions.

Qin Huang's pupils dilated rapidly, and his face was gloomy and uncertain looking at Ying Fan, his momentum was like a rainbow, oppressing Ying Fan.

Ying Fan felt as if he was facing an abyss, as if he was facing a mortal god, sacred and inviolable.

Ying Fan struggled to resist, his back gradually bent, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead, but he still didn't give in, and still looked straight at Emperor Qin.

"Alas, you!" Qin Huang looked at his favorite son, and finally couldn't bear it, and took away the general trend, and his face calmed down a little.

"Why did you come up with this palace so much?" After being silent for a long time, Emperor Qin slowly spoke, looking at Ying Fan, who was panting for breath.

At this time, Ying Fan was sweating profusely and out of breath, as if he had carried out a strenuous exercise.

He silently pointed to his throat, picked up the tea on Emperor Qin's desk, and drank it all in one gulp before he came to his senses.

He was silent for a moment, organized his words, cleared his throat, and then spoke up, "Father, you also know that our Great Qin Empire is located in the middle of the Yanhuang Continent, with a vast land, abundant resources, and strong national strength. ”

"Whether it is the other two major powers, or the rest of the small countries, they are all eyeing my Great Qin. The state of Wu on our northwest border has gathered 100,000 troops and moved to the northwest border, intending to march into our northwest border. ”

"And the northeast border is not peaceful, Xiping is also ready to move, and when we fight with Wu, Xiping will definitely attack our northeast border. ”

"And on the other frontiers, the remaining small countries are also preparing for war, and there seems to be a tendency to unite. ”

As the so-called, the king dies, and the prince guards the country, and as the prince of Great Qin, the sons and daughters have the obligation to protect our borders from being violated. Therefore, the sons begged their fathers, hoping that they could send me to Panyang County in the northwest and let the sons guard the northwest border of our country. Ying Fan said loudly.

After saying what he said in his heart, Ying Fan's heart relaxed violently, he looked at Emperor Qin who was deep in thought, and could only wait quietly.

............

The central hall fell into silence, and the breathing of several people could be heard clearly.

"What a king dies, the prince guards the country! Emperor Qin slapped the table and stood up.

Ying Fan breathed a sigh of relief, in this case, it seems that his goal today may be achieved.

It's just that he still ignored the importance that Emperor Qin attached to him in his heart.

"It's just that, mortal, you're just a powerless mortal now. Okay, I'll allow you to go to Panyang County. It's just that you have to cultivate to the Bagua Realm before you can leave. "Emperor Qin finally compromised, if the young eagle does not experience wind and rain, it will not be able to become an eagle soaring in the sky.

When Ying Fan heard this answer, he was also silent, although his direct purpose was not achieved, but at least there was hope.

"Fengsheng, you go out for the time being, guard the temple gate, and no one is allowed to enter without my permission. Emperor Qin said coldly.

When the old eunuch heard this, he retreated, and did not dare to linger at all.

After that, the father and son had a secret conversation, and no one knew what the content was.

When the sun was setting, Ying Fanfang left from the main hall.

Ying Fan looked at the ministers waiting outside the hall, nodded, didn't want to communicate, and left directly.

"You can come in!" Emperor Qin's voice came from the hall.

The ministers were in no mood to pay any more attention to the Eighth Highness who had just left, and they all entered the central hall.

Instantly, there was a fierce quarrel in the hall. From time to time, there was an exaggerated roar, and a group of old ministers in the hall were arguing, all of them with red faces and thick necks.

"The prince must be the second highness, the second prince is generous by nature, familiar with the Confucian holy scriptures, people-oriented, he is the prince, conforming to the will of heaven. The white-haired and elegant old man stroked his beard, looking like a master.

"You old talent, you shut up the labor, the first choice should be the Third Highness, the Third Highness is extremely talented, in the Tianhe War, he made great contributions, and he was elected to him. A middle-aged man who looked extremely rough scolded directly in front of Emperor Qin.

"You ......" The white-haired old man was angry, but he was a great Confucian. I can't deal with this stunned thing, and I can only shake my sleeves angrily.

"Hehe!" the rough man smiled slyly, looking at the elegant old man who was obviously down, he was very proud.

The rest of the ministers were not to be left behind, and they spoke out one after another, for a while, the hall was very noisy, and Emperor Qin gently knocked on his head, and he felt that his brain was in pain.

"Calm down!" Emperor Qin waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"I have already made a decision, tomorrow I will go to the court, I will announce the results, I am a little tired, the Qing family will retreat by themselves!"

Emperor Qin's words fell, and he left directly, leaving behind a group of ministers in the palace who looked at each other.

The crowd was helpless, and they could only wait for the outcome of tomorrow for this powerful king.

Half an hour later, the central hall was empty.

"Die'er, His Royal Highness has been cheated by the old man!" Ying Fan, who was crying with a sad face, lay on the Taishi's chair, with his mouth open, enjoying Die'er's feeding.

"Giggles!" Die'er covered her mouth and smiled, "Your Majesty, you can save it, if other princes have such treatment as you, they can wake up with a smile when they sleep." ”

"Alas, you don't know, that old man, it's too insidious!" Ying Fan complained, "I'm still too tender after all, and I've been dragged in." ”

"Look at your situation, you lost to Your Majesty again. Die'er looked at Ying Fan with a smile, "It seems that it's already one to three!"

Looking at Die'er, the best sword mending hand, maybe he should change to a maid, Ying Fan thought so.

"His Royal Highness's leisurely days are coming to an end!" Ying Fan turned over and got up from the Taishi's chair.

Die'er walked behind Ying Fan, and put her two soft and boneless little hands on Ying Fan's shoulders and pinched them gently.

Ying Fan narrowed his eyes, lay down, and left what he was going to do again. The ancients were sincere, did not deceive me, and were gentle and heroic mounds.

The remnant sun is like blood, staining the majestic palace red, opening the prelude to the great chaos, as for what will happen next, we can only wait for the future situation to develop.