Ning Yuchu paused for a moment when he was drinking, put down the wine glass and looked at Ying Huaichen, who was full of genuine care, and pursed the corners of his lips.

"What's there to mind about?"

Ying Huaichen was stunned: "But the official positions of the Hanlin Academy and the Dali Temple are different, and they are one level worse in terms of official rank, and the most important thing is that after many years, everyone will still remember who the champion is, and as for the twists and turns, who will remember?" ”

Ning Yuchu nodded: "What you said makes sense. ”

Ying Huaixin said, it seems that he has not turned a corner before.

However, he changed his words: "But so what? Ye hates those crepe affairs, Hanlin Academy and Xiao Ye don't agree, it's better to go to Dali Temple, it's interesting to catch criminals, and besides——"

His eyes shone with bright light, and he hooked his lips arrogantly: "It's not important to be famous in the world, the important thing is that someone has said that the only champion in her heart is Xiaoye, and that's enough." ”

After Ning Yuchu was dragged by Zong Rui to shake the dice, Ying Huaichen had not yet recovered from his words.

At this time, his focus also deviated, and he no longer cared about whether Ning Yuchu minded, but cared about the person in the other party's mouth.

It's Tang Li.

Ning Yuchu is the champion in her heart, so what is he?

The wine in the mouth is astringent to the heart.

Two days after the official sealing, a holy decree came out of the palace, announcing the marriage date of Ning Qizhan and Zhao Qingwan.

Jiahua Palace.

"October 16? Isn't that just a month left? Your Majesty really can't wait to marry Zhan'er's daughter-in-law! ”

If it weren't for Qi Yan's hideous face and a piece of fragments, just listening to the voice would only feel delicate and lovely.

Biqiao wiped the tea that had spilled on the back of her hand for her, not daring to speak.

Mama Sun was not as angry as Qi Yan, racking her brains to think of a way: "Niangniang is angry, there is still a month, as long as we don't agree, there can still be variables." ”

Qi Yan gritted her teeth and said, "What's the use of this palace not agreeing?" His Majesty is determined to marry the Zhao family, Zhan'er listened to His Majesty's words again, and did not stand with the palace, which gritted his teeth and swallowed it in his stomach. ”

She really couldn't understand why the candidate for the crown princess couldn't be their Qi family?

"You say, what is Jiaojiao that can't compare to that elm Zhao Qingwan? Seeing her, Hongu couldn't even eat. ”

Zhao Qingwan entered the palace several times, and every time she made things difficult for her, she would be discovered by Zhan'er, causing them to be incompatible with their mother and son.

This guy is a broom star!

Mama Sun is the think tank arranged by the Qi family for Qi Yan, and she has always given her ideas.

At this time, she offered new tea and whispered: "Niangniang, the old slave has a way." ”

Qi Yan was angry, and raised her eyes to look at her: "What way?" ”

Mama Sun immediately whispered in her ear.

After listening to this, Qi Yan was overjoyed, but soon became sad again.

"If Zhan'er knows about it, wouldn't it be to blame Bengong again?"

Grandma Sun put her hands on her shoulders and rubbed them: "Niangniang, as long as we have a careful layout, who will know that you did it?" When the raw rice is cooked and cooked, even if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knows the truth, he can't change the facts, how can the mother and son have an overnight feud, maybe later, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will understand your good intentions and know that what you arranged is correct. ”

Qi Yan was pressed to the muscles and bones comfortably, the anger slowly dissipated, and she curled her red lips.

"You're right, this can not only keep the Qi family alive for a hundred years, but also get rid of Zhao Qingwan's little cheap hoof, it's like killing two birds with one stone."

"Niangniang thinks about it."

Qi Yan flashed her beautiful fingers: "Hurry up and wait for the palace to bathe and change clothes, and the palace wants to meet Your Majesty." ”