King Zonglu married him in his early years, and with the best efforts of his mother, Concubine Yin, he married his current princess, Wu.

I can't say I like it, I can't say I hate it, for him, her power and family are what he needs, so whether she is good or not, whether she is happy or not, King Zonglu actually doesn't care.

The princess is just a status symbol, as long as she can help him manage the backyard and be useful to him, King Zonglu has no other requirements.

In the first two years of marriage, they respected each other like guests, and their eldest son Zhao Nanchuan was also born at that time, and they also had affection.

It's just that after a long time, men's common diseases will appear, which is nothing more than liking the new and hating the old, and messing with flowers and grass.

In the following year or two, King Zonglu also retrieved a few concubines, and there were more women in the house.

Lively is lively, but they are just his playthings for fun, and King Zonglu has never taken them seriously.

Until a banquet, I met her by chance, and Wei Luan, the princess of Weiguo, who was still in the boudoir at that time.

Cardamom is in his prime, his talent is outstanding, and his smile is so beautiful that it makes people feel suffocated.

King Zonglu really wanted to get a woman for the first time, although he had countless women at that time and tasted all kinds of tastes, but Wei Luan was the woman who made his heart throb for the first and only time.

That feeling King Zonglu can't forget until now, so when Zhao Nanchuan mentioned it, although he didn't want to show it, there was still a ripple in his heart for the first time.

There was no reason for that kind of liking, just a glance, as if the whole soul had been drained away, and only her was left in his eyes.

Just one glance, he was fascinated by it, and he couldn't extricate himself.

Even though there was a difference of nearly ten years between them, even if there were too many women between them, King Zonglu didn't care at all, he fell into a frenzy, and even moved the idea of retiring his concubine for this reason.

It was also the first time in his life that he was reprimanded by his mother and was nearly thirty years old, but he didn't care.

Later, I learned that it was the Wu family who sued, and King Zonglu had a big quarrel with her, and even made a move, almost stiffening, and the entire Zonglu Royal Mansion fell into chaos.

But he doesn't care, he just can't control it, he wants to grasp that feeling, hold on tightly, so he doesn't care.

Because that feeling can't be given by any woman in the house, only Wei Luan, only her, the original King Zonglu was really desperate and fell into madness.

The position of the concubine could not be moved, but the position of the side concubine inevitably wronged her, and during that time, King Zonglu racked his brains for this matter and tried his best to do his best.

Just when he wanted to compensate her with the position of Concubine Ping, the news suddenly came that his father had given Wei Luan to marry Zhao Zongguang.

In the madness and heat, he is like a thunderbolt from the sky!

All his longings and expectations were shattered, and as his heart was full of throbbing for a moment, it was broken, and King Zonglu immediately rushed to the palace, almost running into the palace to kneel and beg for a theory, but he was still stopped by someone sent by Concubine Yin.

King Zonglu was depressed.

Concubine Yin and Princess Wu of Zonglu breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that what they didn't expect was that King Zong Guang and Wei Luan were about to get married, but King Zong Lu couldn't afford to fall ill because of the blow.

After recuperating for half a year, King Zonglu gradually recovered.

But this kind of pain and resentment of snatching love from the sword, King Zonglu will never be able to let go.

After a long time, King Zonglu slowly accepted the fact that he and Wei Luan were inseparable, but for Zhao Zongguang, King Zonglu's hatred and jealousy never went out.

Because in his heart, even if Wei Luan can't become his woman, he shouldn't be so wronged to marry Zhao Zongguang's wretchedness, in addition to having a title of concubine, what else does he have, he will always be submissive, how can he be worthy of such a good girl as Wei Luan, not worthy!

Therefore, over the years, for Zhao Zongguang, that is, the current King Zongguang, King Zonglu has never shown mercy to his subordinates, because he still has hatred in his heart.

As for Wei Luan, he has always buried the original throbbing, and this throbbing and former madness have also become a reason for his mother and princess to make things difficult for Wei Luan.

He felt guilty for a while, but later the power strife made him forget about it.

Now because of Liu Changxi's matter, his son Zhao Nanchuan mentioned it again, and King Zonglu inevitably had ripples in his heart.

Yes, there have been regrets, but I was still very young at that time, and now I am a human being, and it is difficult to have the time when my children are long.

Now that he has come back to his senses, looking at his son Zhao Nanchuan's stubbornness, King Zonglu has a headache, he doesn't want to restrain his son, but he doesn't want his son to be indecent, so he is very opposed.

"Hmph, they just knew each other a few years before me, the man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried, neither married nor media, why should I!" Zhao Nanchuan knew his father's concerns, but everything was still inconclusive for him, and he would not quit halfway!

"You! Ay...... There are so many good girls in the capital, why did you fall in love with her, isn't it possible that the previous lessons are not enough? King Zonglu said angrily.

"I just like her, I want to marry her! What happened to Zhao Zongtong? He just relied on the emperor's grandfather's pity, so what's the big deal?

I, Zhao Nanchuan, can't compare to him! Liu Changxi can only be my person! No one can rob me! Zhao Nanchuan's obsession made King Zonglu worried.

"Chuan'er!" King Zonglu didn't expect Zhao Nanchuan to have this kind of thought in his heart, and for a while, he was helpless but angry, but he had nothing to say.

"Father, your son can listen to you about other things, but in this matter, it is about your son's lifelong happiness, and your son must fight for it, so you don't want your son to follow your old path again, right?" Zhao Nanchuan's face burned.

"Hey...... Chuan'er, is she Zhao Zongtong's person...... If you're like this, there may be some gossip outside, hey......" King Zonglu will make a final effort.

"Hmph, a bunch of innocent and moaning villains, Zhao Zongtong has never touched her, even if she did, her son doesn't matter! As for those rumors, my son is not afraid!

Father, you don't need to say it anymore, my son has already made up his mind about this matter, and Liu Changxi can only be mine! It can only be mine! Zhao Nanchuan became more and more obsessed.

"Chuan'er!" King Zonglu was troubled.

"Father, my son has drunk wine and has a headache, if my father has nothing else to do, let him let his son retire first." Zhao Nanchuan has a strong obsession with Liu Changxi, even if it is his father's words, he can't hear anything.

Seeing his son's drunken and incoherent appearance, King Zonglu didn't know if it was a similar reincarnation, and in desperation, he finally gave up the conversation and waved his hand to let him leave first......

In the palace, in the palace of nourishing the heart, the birthday star Gongzhong Emperor Hua finished grooming, sat on the short kang of Lantian Yutan in his regular clothes, eating the sobering soup, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his expression was soothing.

The prince on the side waved his fan and said with a smile: "Master, are you satisfied with this birthday dinner?" ”

"Huh...... Satisfied, satisfied...... Especially those two children are very attentive, of course I am satisfied...... But...... Wang Fu, why does the lead dancer of the sword dance look so familiar today? The emperor asked as he ate his tea.

"Huh...... Master, you are really good eyesight, can you be familiar, isn't she the goddaughter of Princess Zongguang Jiang Mo Jiang girl. The prince himself didn't see it, but when he went to find Zhao Zongtong, he overheard a few words, and then he secretly hid it in his heart, and now, when the emperor asked, he naturally replied truthfully.

"Huh? Is that girl? "The emperor was a little surprised.

"No, the slave is also familiar, but she covers her face with half a veil, and she can't see it from a distance.

When the slave was still ordered to find the general, he overheard the general's words to teach the little prince, and only then did he know that the person leading the dance was Miss Jiang. Wang Gonggong smiled.

"Huh...... I didn't expect it to be that little girl, but ...... I'm really amazed, hehe...... Interesting, interesting......" The emperor remembered Jiang Mo's usual cunning and perverse appearance, and couldn't help laughing again.

"Not really, it's just ...... The general didn't seem to know that when the slave went, the little prince was being trained with his head drooping. The prince said again.

"Huh...... Is it? To put it this way...... Zong Tong came to power not deliberately arranged? "The emperor thought of something.

"Look at the admiral's sudden posture, the minion doesn't feel like it." Wang Gonggong recalled.

"Huh...... It's also true, Zong Tong likes to be serious on weekdays, and it's really embarrassing for him to let him come to power. The Emperor laughed.

"However, this sudden, the effect is not bad, master, you said yes, right?" Wang Gonggong always felt that it was the appearance of Admiral Zhao Zongtong that brought the sword dance to a climax.

"Huh...... Yes...... It's really hard for him. The Emperor laughed again.

"Master, this is your birthday, as long as you are happy, the general is so filial to the person, he will definitely be willing to do anything." The prince laughed again.

"Yes, Zong Tong is indeed very filial, but it's just ......" The emperor, who had been smiling, seemed to think of something, and the decanting soup in his hand also paused.

"Master, ...... you?" The prince looked at the somewhat gloomy look between the emperor's eyebrows, and his heart was nervous.