The third prince was tormented by fear all night, and he didn't dare to close his eyes at all, so he took leave the next day and didn't go to the morning court.

After the end of the early dynasty, the emperor didn't know whether he wanted to care about him or to see if he was really sick, so he sent someone to call him to the palace, saying that he wanted to see him.

The third prince hurried to the palace and arrived at the door of the imperial study, but was told by the eunuch that the emperor was receiving the prince of southern Xinjiang and asked him to wait for a while.

The third prince was waiting outside.

He could only hear the conversation in the imperial study.

He heard the emperor politely say to the prince of southern Xinjiang that Dayong's southern Xinjiang was safe for so many years thanks to their family.

He also heard the prince say that he wanted to ask for a title for his daughter-in-law.

The emperor agreed, and in addition to the county lord and princess, Yang Xun'er was also given the title of "Lady of Wei".

Mrs. Haoming also has grades, among which the first-class Mrs. Guo has the highest rank, and the wife who was originally a first-class member of the court can be entitled, but I didn't expect the prince to ask for one for Yang Xun'er.

Then came the heroic laughter of the prince of southern Xinjiang.

The more the third prince listened, the more sweat on his forehead became, his brain was dizzy for a while, and his steps were also floating.

Gonggong Wan suddenly walked out of the imperial study and said to him: "Third prince, the emperor said that he had a very happy conversation with the prince of southern Xinjiang, and it is estimated that it will not be over for a while, so he will not let you wait here." Go back to the palace first. ”

"Good, good ......"

The third prince responded again and again, turned around and left.

He was thinking all the way, I didn't know that this time he let him enter the palace, it was the emperor who wanted to beat him, and asked him not to offend the prince of Southern Xinjiang for any father-daughter relationship?

Or did the prince of southern Xinjiang accept the name of the emperor and let him enter the palace, so that he knew that his position in Dayong was not comparable to him, a prince who was subject to restrictions everywhere?

In short, he has now made a decision on Yang Xun'er's proposal in his heart.

One is the daughter who is about to be canonized as a first-class lady and is held in the palm of the palm by the prince of southern Xinjiang.

One is a daughter who may not be able to truly restore her identity even if she recognizes each other.

Rational people know how to choose.

Back at the Three Princes' Mansion, the Three Princes went to Yang Xun'er and told him his choice.

"I promise you, from now on, I will only have you as a daughter."

Yang Xun'er laughed sullenly for a long time.

She said a long time ago that this old thing only has herself in her heart.

What do you keep talking about the love of father and daughter, and you can believe the stupidity of the mule's hooves.

Now that he is in trouble, doesn't he immediately sell her biological daughter?

Yang Xun'er got out of bed and struggled to her dresser.

With every step, her back bone hurt as if someone had broken it all.

But every time it hurts, she is sober.

She no longer wants to be the brave and scheming Yang Xun'er she used to be!

From now on, the people who provoked her, she will kill them one by one!

She walked over to her dresser, opened the drawer, and came out with a packet of powder.

"This is a good thing I brought from southern Xinjiang, it is highly poisonous, and it only takes a little bit for your daughter Jiale to die quietly. I want you to give it to her yourself. ”

The third prince's fingertips trembled, and he took the packet of medicine: "If you eat this, there will be no pain, right?" ”

Yang Xun'er mocked in her heart, it was really hypocritical, she was going to kill her daughter with her own hands for herself, and she asked with concern if there would be pain?

This practice is to pretend to show himself, to move himself, otherwise what use can it be?

"Don't worry, you will die if you get a little bit of it, and there is no antidote, your daughter will definitely die if she eats it."

The third prince closed his eyes and nodded resignedly.

Outside the window, Lan Qing overheard this, turned to leave, and quickly went to find Jiale.

……

Jiale was arranged to serve in the courtyard of the third prince, and she was cooking in the kitchen at this time, making the kind of fish soup that Song Xifeng had made at that time, and the procedure was particularly complicated, and she needed to pick out all the fish bones.

She's only halfway through the pick, and she's already had several holes in her hand from a fish bone.

Lan Qing walked in, she had never liked beating around the bush, and said directly: "Jiale, the third prince wants to kill you." ”

Jiale only felt inexplicable, looked up at her, ignored her, lowered his head and continued to pick fish bones.

Lan Qing saw that she didn't believe it, and snorted, "If it weren't for the fact that the holder of my Southern Frontier Supreme Treasure asked me to remind you when you were in danger, I wouldn't have interfered in the internal strife of your Central Plains people." Believe it or not, what I promised has been done anyway. ”

After Lan Qing finished speaking, he turned to leave.

Jiale's action of picking fish bones slowed down involuntarily.

Lan Qing is also an enemy and a friend, she knows it.

But...... The third prince is her father, and their father and daughter only recognize each other, what reason does he have to harm her?

Before Jiale had time to think about it, the third prince also came back and sent someone to call her to the study to talk.

Jiale had no choice but to stop what he was doing first, wash his hands and go to the study.

In the study, the father and daughter both smiled when they met.

Jia Le saw that his eyes were dark, and he couldn't help asking, "Lord Wang, didn't you rest well last night?" ”

The third prince smiled: "Oh, I was delayed by business last night, and I really didn't sleep well." It's not a big deal, you don't have to worry. ”

Jiale nodded: "Lord Wang, I am making fish soup today, nourishing and calming the nerves is the most effective, and it is estimated that it will be ready in an hour." I'm going to go back and do it now. ”

After saying that, Jiale got up and wanted to leave.

The third prince hurriedly stopped her: "Don't, Jiale, don't leave first." ”

Jiale stopped, turned his head, and looked at him puzzled: "Lord Wang, is there anything else?" ”

The third prince's eyes were sour, and he choked up for a while before he asked, "Can you, can you call me Dad?" ”

Jiale subconsciously glanced outside.

The third prince knew what she was worried about, and he got up and went to close the door of the study.

Jiale called softly: "Dad." ”

"Hey." The third prince's eyes were red, and he couldn't hold back for a while, and then glanced at the stool in the room, "Good daughter, sit down and talk to your father." ”

Jiale obediently sat down in front of him.

The third prince looked at the little girl's pure eyes without a trace of guard, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable.

Thinking of the fear he had suffered last night, and what he had noticed in the palace this morning, he took a deep breath, picked up the tea on the table, and handed it to Jiale.

"Jiale, if you're thirsty, have a cup of tea. This is the osmanthus tea I brewed with my own hands, and when your mother was still there, my favorite was this. ”

Jiale was stunned...... Her mother, do you like to drink osmanthus tea?

However, she clearly remembered that when her mother was alive, she only liked plum blossoms and lotus flowers with elegant fragrances, and did not like osmanthus flowers with strong fragrances.

She slowly stretched out her hand and took the cup of tea, but she couldn't help but recall in her mind what Lan Qing had just come to remind her.

Her hand shook suddenly, the teacup fell to the ground, and the tea splashed on the back of her hand, which suddenly hurt as if it had been pricked by a needle.

Jiale chuckled in his heart, stood up suddenly, and said nervously: "Dad, I'd better go out and make fish soup for you." ”

"Stop." The third prince also got up.