Chapter 219: His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is Happy 4
Shi Huan: ...... Is that okay? Don't you think it's too hasty?
Huo Er said: "Of course, he is now in power, even the emperor listens to him, and he can do whatever he wants." What you should be worried about is yourself, the third prince who became the crown prince in the last life died at his hands in the end! Remember to be careful! ”
The eldest prince is born by Concubine De, and the mother of the second prince is a concubine.
The third prince is the son-in-law, and the mother is the queen of the dynasty.
The forces behind these three princes should not be underestimated.
Before, they were fighting each other and the regent.
Right now, Shi Huan is the crown prince, but it has become their biggest obstacle.
It is estimated that they will fight her together in the future.
Hey, I don't know what went wrong, in the previous life, it was obviously the third prince who sat on the seat of the East Palace, but this time he was replaced by the host.
The plot has been changed just now, and it's hard to predict what the future trend will be.
Xiao Tuanzi is a little worried, Shi Huan is fine, since he comes, he is safe, and he is worried that he will be bald if he is too much.
Stretched out his hand and took the Dao Ming Huang Holy Decree.
The three princes next to him were all pale, and what they said about the open election, in the end, it was not a matter of the regent's words.
The country that should have belonged to them was taken away by the fourth child who had long been expelled from the palace, who could be willing.
"Lord, my father has entrusted you with the responsibility of establishing the prince, and he must have high hopes for the prince. I hope that the prince can also be cautious and think carefully. ”
The third prince had green tendons on the back of his hand, tried to suppress the anger, and continued:
"The fourth child has always lived in the imperial mausoleum, has never received an orthodox education, and knows nothing about the government, I am afraid that he cannot take on this great responsibility."
No matter how he restrained himself, the unwillingness in his eyes couldn't be hidden.
The concubine of the heavenly family, the person who is most expected to become the prince, actually wants to give three points to a prince with a foreign surname, and he is afraid everywhere.
How could he be convinced.
But what he hates the most is the father who only knows alchemy all day long and wants to live forever.
It was because of his connivance that the regent was allowed to monopolize the power and let the fate of his own son be controlled by a courtier.
The black-robed regent stood on the stands, staring condescendingly at the crown prince he had chosen.
The glass-like pupils flashed with a faint disgust, and the little white face-like face showed a perfunctory smirk:
"Your Royal Highness, don't worry, the prince elected by the minister will be responsible for the end. The prince won't, the ministers will. ”
When he met Shi Huan's eyes, he raised his eyebrows:
"From this day on, the minister will teach the prince himself."
Shi Huan: ...... A dog has his day.
The three princes immediately looked at her with heart-wrenching eyes, and wanted to say a few sarcastic words, but the holy decree in her hand was really the emperor's dazzling.
Several people were in a terrible mood, and then looked at the fourth child's immature face, as well as innocent and clear eyes, and grinded their teeth almost at the same time.
Obviously did something cruel, why did you show such an innocent and ignorant appearance?
They're really miserable, okay?
I can't say what I suffered, I can't get angry, it's too uncomfortable, it's really uncomfortable.
Hate and hate Shi Huan flicked his sleeves, and the three of them turned around at the same time and left coldly.
The rest of Shi Huan and Si Ling looked at each other, and there was an embarrassing atmosphere.
The thin young prince stretched out his finger and pointed at himself:
"Lord Wang, why did you choose me?"
Si Ling's eyebrows were faint, her feminine face was a little cold, and she lowered her eyes:
"The poem is well written."
Shi Huan...... Thank you, Senior Fan.
"It's a pity that the words are like the people, and there is nothing to look at."
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