The eldest duke refused to help Han Shuyun, and the eldest mother was even more at a loss, and the matter of Princess Qiyang and her relatives had to be put on the agenda.

The letter sent to southern Xinjiang also arrived in Yandu on this day.

The envoy took the letter of the monarch of southern Xinjiang and handed it to Emperor Qingyuan for inspection, which said that everything was fate, but he made a small request to Emperor Qingyuan.

He said that the people of southern Xinjiang also believed in the Buddha, and when he heard that the king of Daxia was also keen on this, he proposed to let the heavens decide.

This means that if you draw lots, whoever catches them is whoever you catch.

Emperor Qingyuan looked at this letter, and the more he read it, the more he wanted to laugh, it was ridiculous that the king of a country would choose a wife for himself in such a childish way.

"The lonely king agreed to your request, so he drew lots to decide, and whoever caught was whoever was caught."

Although there are only a few princesses, at least there is a chance for Qi Yang to escape.

Emperor Qingyuan ordered someone to write down the titles of the princesses in the court, and put them on a plate after they were dry, and then ordered someone to hand the plate over.

The palace people held the porcelain plate with both hands and offered it to the envoy to choose.

The envoy didn't even look at it, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed a past, which really meant that it was a bit casual.

When the palace people saw that he had already chosen one, they took the plate and stepped aside.

Emperor Qingyuan looked at it with interest: "You might as well open it and take a look." ”

The envoy nodded respectfully, and then opened the crumpled paper, and the word "Qiyang" was written on it.

He couldn't help but smile, and this expression made Emperor Qingyuan's heart beat a drum.

"Who's up there?"

Hearing Emperor Qingyuan's question, the envoy presented the paper: "It seems that Princess Qiyang and my monarch do have a destiny..."

Emperor Qingyuan couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and ordered the palace people to go to the palace to take the paper from the envoy.

Holding it in his hand, Emperor Qingyuan looked at it, and the word Qiyang was indeed written.

The words of the Son of Heaven are nine words, not to mention that Emperor Qingyuan still said those words in front of the three princes and nine kings.

This step is very difficult to go down, and Emperor Qingyuan was silent for a long time.

When the envoy saw this, he asked tentatively: "I don't know how the king chooses?" ”

Hearing the envoy say this, Emperor Qingyuan was a little unhappy: "As the saying goes, it is difficult to chase a horse after a word, since the lonely king has already agreed with you, then talking counts!" ”

Although the expression on Emperor Qingyuan's face did not look so reluctant, the envoy also turned a deaf ear: "The monarch is wise, and please ask the monarch to draw up a marriage brocade book, so that I can go back and explain to the monarch, and then I can send someone to meet the princess." ”

Emperor Qingyuan looked at the envoy, his expression changed from depressed to peaceful, but he was just a princess, and if the two countries wanted to make friends, some things must be given up.

He drafted a decree, stamped a seal on the main hall, and made a decree in front of the three princes and nine secretaries.

The envoy knelt on the ground to receive the order, and then asked the people he brought to leave the tribute sent by the king of southern Xinjiang in the palace, and he took the brocade book back to restore his life.

With the holy decree, everything is a foregone conclusion, and Princess Qiyang will inevitably be sent to kiss.

Emperor Qingyuan went to the side hall after going down to the court, and the more he sat on the seat, the more wrong he became, why did he catch Qiyang?

He looked at the palace people serving on the side: "Is the porcelain plate that was drawn on the top of the hall still there?" ”

The palace man saluted: "Back to the king, the porcelain plate should still be found." ”

Emperor Qingyuan snorted: "Then take it, and the few balls of paper that I drew lots today, all of them will be brought to me." ”

The palace people took the order and hurried to the main hall to get it.

Just as the palace maids were cleaning the main hall, the palace people hurriedly took the porcelain plate away from their hands.

Looking at the back of the palace people leaving, some of the palace maids in the main hall dived, and the rag was thrown aside and disappeared.

The palace people returned to the side hall and handed the plate to Emperor Qingyuan.

After Emperor Qingyuan took it, he opened the few remaining balls of paper on the plate and looked at them.

But what is written on these pieces of paper are the titles of other princesses, and there is nothing wrong with it, Emperor Qingyuan can only be suspicious of himself.

At the end of the day, the matter of the monarch ordering Princess Qiyang to go to southern Xinjiang to make peace has spread all over the palace.

When Han Shuyun heard the news, she was anxious and angry, she planned to go to the side hall to probe Emperor Qingyuan's tone, and wanted to know if there was room for reversal in this matter.

But the door of the side hall was guarded to death, and the palace people said that the king was still dealing with government affairs, and it was inconvenient to see people, so Han Shuyun went back to the palace to wait.

Han Shuyun knew that this was a delaying tactic, so she simply knelt in front of the side hall and asked Emperor Qingyuan to see her.

Emperor Qingyuan, who was already impetuous, was even more upset when he heard that the palace people had returned: "Just let her kneel in front of the palace, she can kneel with her whenever she wants." ”

The palace people did things according to Emperor Qingyuan's orders, and they didn't care about Han Shuyun, so she knelt outside for a whole hour.

In this hour, the palace people went in and out several times, and every time she looked forward to Emperor Qingyuan coming out of it. But no, not even a word was brought to her.

In the palace for nearly ten years, Han Shuyun thinks that she is wholeheartedly devoted to Emperor Qingyuan, why can't she exchange his sincerity?

Is he still thinking about the dead queen and queen?

Han Shuyun thought about this, and got up from the ground with her body propped up, the soreness in her feet made her almost unsteady.

After relieving herself, Han Shuyun left the door of the side hall and went back.

When the palace people saw her go away, they went to the palace to return and inform Emperor Qingyuan that Han Guifei had left.

Emperor Qingyuan was looking through the book, and he didn't say anything else.

Today's events reminded him of some past events, when Wang Fuling was successful in killing Han Shuyun, he also knelt in front of the side hall and begged to see him.

He remembered that at that time, he was not the same thing as he is today, and even hated Wang Fuling to the extreme.

Time passed, and when he thought of Wang Fuling again, he felt that all the evil things she had done in the past were not evil. Without her existence, Emperor Qingyuan felt that the rest of his life would be boring.

Let's take Han Shuyun today, if she is replaced by Wang Fuling, she will definitely not compromise on this matter, she will directly rush to the main hall to accuse him, or give orders to him.

He always remembered Wang Fuling's serious expression when she was arguing with him, and her seriousness was annoying, even if she refuted his words.

At this age, he understood what the relationship between Wang Fuling and him was. Wang Fuling has always regarded him as her husband, just like ordinary people, there will always be quarrels between husband and wife.

In the past, he felt that Wang Fuling didn't take him seriously when he did this, but now he felt intimate and kind. At least it won't be like now, he has really become a loner, how can the harem concubines say what is in their hearts.

The thought of these past events gave him a headache.

The palace people are also used to this problem, as long as they see him staring at a certain place in a daze, they quickly prepare the pills.

After serving Emperor Qingyuan to take the medicine for relief, he returned to the dormitory.