Chapter 123 is emotional

Li Xuan couldn't calm down for a long time, it must have been arranged by Ji Lan, at least a year ago, otherwise it would be impossible for him to have no news at all, only a year ago, when he was not firmly seated as the crown prince, he had the ability and time to arrange it.

A year ago...... He had already seen this step a year ago, he was no longer taking one step at a time, he was taking one step at a time to see a hundred steps, a thousand steps......

How terrible is the thoughtfulness of thought.

Now that he has responded to the call of the DPRK, his son has joined the border army, and Yu Jin has also joined the military department, so he really wants to cover the sky with one hand.

So, what's next for him?

Plotting to usurp the throne? No, it can't be.

Under the rule of his father, the people of the Southern Dynasty lived and worked in peace and contentment for many years, and if he rebelled for no reason, resulting in misery, he would be a sinner who provoked the war through the ages, and the people of the entire Southern Dynasty would oppose it, and he would never succeed.

Ji Lan wouldn't be so stupid.

That...... What else could he do?

With such a big chess game, what kind of result does he want?

…………

Lanyue Zhai, Lian Xiang handed a white porcelain bottle to Ji Rushuang.

"What is this?" Ji Rushuang asked.

"Affectionate." Reinka replied truthfully.

Ji Rushuang frowned, and knew that it was not a good thing when she heard it.

"Xiangye hopes that you will conceive the prince's child as soon as possible."

Ji Rushuang's eyes swept towards her, "You told your father about His Royal Highness's overnight stay in the Hall of Rites?" ”

Reika nodded.

"Presumptuous." Ji Rushuang shouted angrily, "Didn't I say that it was just an accident, why didn't you report it to your father without permission?" Are you here to serve me, or are you the eyes of your father? ”

"I'm sorry, miss, my deed is still in the mansion, and I have to do what the prime minister asked me to do. Xiangye said, you disobeyed him in the matter of the third young master before, I hope you don't disappoint him in this matter, otherwise it will ......"

"Otherwise what?"

"Otherwise, he will cut off the father-daughter relationship with you, and never communicate again."

Ji Rushuang smiled, "Father is really ruthless. ”

"Xiangye is still worried about you, as soon as he heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was staying in the eldest lady's room, he immediately sent a letter to me and asked me to persuade you. Now, I am still looking for affection, and so on, Xiangye is partial to you. ”

Ji Rushuang listened and couldn't help laughing at herself, "Yes......"

Lianxiang put the porcelain vase on the dresser, "Please also ask the young lady to think more about herself." With that, he withdrew.

Late at night, the Guangming Hall was still brightly lit, and Li Xuan was sitting next to the case, dealing with political affairs.

Since Ji Chen successfully rushed to the border, he has not had an easy day.

Either in the previous dynasty, or in the Guangming Palace all night, even if lying in bed, all kinds of things in his mind were still spinning, and he couldn't sleep at all.

Peng Da was on duty outside the hall, and suddenly saw Ji Rushuang coming, and hurriedly saluted, "It's so late, why did the side concubine come over?" ”

Ji Rushuang looked inside, "Your Highness is still dealing with political affairs?" ”

Peng Da nodded, "I haven't rested for many days." ”

Ji Rushuang took the food box from Lian Xiang's hand, "You go down." As he spoke, he entered the Guangming Palace.

Li Xuan was still reading the official documents, his expression was focused, reading and writing, his brows were always furrowed, and he did not relax at all.

Ji Rushuang saw that he didn't notice him, so he set the food on the side, and then sat down to watch him.

Under the slightly dim light, his facial features are three-dimensional like knife carvings, sitting alone on the high platform, wearing a black brocade robe, noble and compelling, in this cold East Palace, he is lonely, strong, forbearing, and fragile.

The thin lips pursed slightly, as if there were countless things that could not be resolved, which made people feel pity at first sight, and just wanted to smooth the frowning brows for him, and put all the beauty of everything in the world in front of him, just hoping that he could sweep away the haze, stretch his brows, and disperse the clouds.