About an hour later, Tan Xiuyuan's four Dream Creation Gu was unraveled by Su Ruotang.

After listening to the process of Ember Ming unraveling the Gu for Tan Zhixi, Tan Xiuyuan was silent for a moment.

Immediately, he let out a long sigh, "Tell His Royal Highness to get married as soon as possible." ”

Although no one could see who Ember was holding last night, Ember has often come to the mansion recently.

Anyone who has a little brain can think that he is holding Tan Zhixi.

It's just that because of the forces of the Heavenly Family and Danfu, if there is no certainty, the people who see it will not say it.

It's just that for the sake of Zhixi's reputation, he doesn't plan to embarrass Mo Ember anymore.

Su Ruotang was stunned for a moment, and then stepped forward to hold Tan Xiuyuan's arm, "Grandfather, cousin and Second Highness are in love. ”

"During this time, you have also seen the performance of His Second Highness, he treats his cousin sincerely."

Wang lowered his head and wiped the tails of his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse, "Tang'er, Your Majesty has a total of five sons. ”

"Now the third and second highnesses have the qualifications to become princes......"

She didn't finish speaking, but Su Ruotang understood the meaning of her words.

After becoming a prince, it is impossible to have a couple for the rest of your life.

The relationship between the harem is the same as that of the previous dynasty, and it is intertwined.

Even Emperor Wu Shun has been able to favor Concubine Wan only in recent years.

But he can't give Concubine Wan the love of a couple for the rest of her life.

Su Ruotang's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and just as she wanted to speak, a man's clear voice came from outside the door.

"Uncle, no matter who ascends the throne with my second brother, we will only have one wife."

"If there are three thousand waters, take only one scoop and drink it."

The man with the breeze and the moon came with the dappled sunshine.

The warm golden sunlight poured down from his eyelashes and fell under his eyes, and the roots were distinct.

He dotted the ink, which was as deep as paint, and condensed it tightly on the delicate figure, word by word, which was an undeniable promise:

"Even if there are 3,000 flowers, I only like Xifu Begonia."

Tan Xiuyuan and the others were shocked by the firmness in his eyes.

Since Su Ruotang married the third prince, they did not hope that the third prince could be a couple for the rest of his life.

After all, His Majesty's careful cultivation of the three princes, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the three princes are cultivated as princes.

Later, the second prince's body gradually recovered, and the third prince had no intention of that position, so His Majesty took the second prince with him to cultivate him.

If Zhixi marries the second prince......

Seeing the hesitation and worry in the hearts of Tan Xiuyuan and others, Mo Yingyan once again left a sentence:

"The second brother doesn't need to rely on the harem to maintain the stability of the front dynasty."

Tan Xiuyuan looked at him fixedly: "How can Your Highness be so sure?" ”

Mo Yingyan walked into the house, took Su Ruotang's uninjured hand, and smiled lightly with thin lips, "Zilinwei is enough to help the second brother calm down the voice of the concubine." ”

Tan Xiuyuan and Tan Ming glanced at each other, and their eyes changed slightly.

They have never agreed to Mo Ember's proposal, except for the fear that he will succeed to the throne in the future, and there will be three thousand concubines in the harem.

The bigger worry is that he was jealous of the three princes, and finally committed fratricidal things.

At that time, the palms and backs of the hands were full of meat, and Tanfu really didn't know who to help.

After all, since ancient times, few emperors have allowed their brothers to be crowned with great achievements.

Tan Ming hesitated for a moment and asked, "What does Your Highness mean...... Want to hand over Zilinwei to His Second Highness? ”

Mo Yingyan's expression was indifferent: "As long as the second brother needs it, Zilin Wei can be transferred at any time." ”

When Tan Xiuyuan and Tan Ming heard this, the shock in their eyes was even stronger.

Zilinwei is a secret guard trained by Mo Yingyan.

Individual combat, counter-reconnaissance, and medical and poison formations...... I don't say I'm proficient, but I understand everything.

Every Zilinwei is a strong player with one block of hundreds.

It is no exaggeration to say that the 100,000 Praetorian Guards in the capital faced the Zilin Guard, who numbered 1,000.

They can strangle Zilinwei by numbers, but they will also lose most of them.

In addition to his combat effectiveness, Zilinwei has also held evidence of the crimes of court officials in his hands over the years.

And these, before Tang'er married the third prince, they didn't know.

The outhouse, plunged into a long silence.

After a while, Tan Xiuyuan slowly spoke, "Your Highness, what if the Second Highness ascends the throne, you can't be tolerated?" ”

Mo Yingyan smiled freely, and her thin lips overflowed with two firm words, "No." ”

Tan Xiuyuan suddenly frowned: "Why is Your Highness so sure?" ”

"I believe in the second brother."

He believed in the second brother who would protect him since he was a child.

Tan Xiuyuan sighed: "Your Highness, Tang'er and Zhixi are sisters who are related by blood. ”

Speaking of this, he raised his eyes and looked at Mo Yingyan fixedly, and slowly spoke, "If it really comes to that day, I beg His Highness to spare His Royal Highness's life." ”

Mo Yingyan stared straight at him, and his voice was as smooth as cold jade, overflowing with firmness, "Ancestor, I promise you." ”

"But please believe that the day you feared will never come."

......

The next day, the distant sky was glowing with duck eggs.

The smoke curls and blends in with the mountains and forests.

The sound of gongs and drums broke the silence of the early morning.

The early risers looked in amazement at the place where the sound came.

Eighteen burly men came into view.

They rode on tall black horses without a hint of variegation, and behind them were countless servants carrying chests.

The red box is as far as the eye can see.

"Huh, the red box?"

"Eighty-one red boxes, eighteen tall horses, what is this?"

"Can't you see this? The box is tied with red silk and pasted with the word "happy", either getting married or hired. ”

"I haven't heard that there are nobles of the king and grandson who have recently married."

"I went in the direction of Dingguo Mansion......"

"Could it be that a noble son proposed to the daughter of the Duke of Dingguo?"

"Heh, what a daughter, it's just luck, the sparrow has become a phoenix, I really don't know who is so blind."