In the East Palace, there were people lying on the ground, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere, which was unbearable. The smell of blood wafting through the air was disgusting. Several main halls were in flames.

"Imperial sister-in-law! Scorching! ”

"Seventh Prince, the fire is too big!"

"Get out of here, I'm going to go in and save someone!" Zhao Guangyuan broke free from the guards who were dragging him and rushed into the sea of fire. No one could stop him, "Seven Princes!" The guards rushed in.

The little Zhi'er was lying next to the crown princess, and her body was already stiff. "Seventh brother, Yan'er has entrusted it to you...... As long as you live...... Send him to a far place to live, far away ......"

"Imperial sister-in-law!"

Zhao Guangyuan rushed out of the sea of fire with Yan'er, who was tightly protected by the crown princess, and the flames behind him soared, and a broken beam smashed behind him, he staggered, and rushed out with Yan'er in his arms......

"Yan'er has only been two months, and you won't even let him go!"

"Not my order."

"You didn't give the order, but they were your people! You're such a femme fatale that you won't let go of even such a young child! For the sake of your country, your throne, you will not choose to break it, you will not even let go of your own flesh and blood, you are not even as good as a beast! ”

Outside the imperial study, listening to the queen mother's hoarse voice and asking his father, Zhao Guangyuan's heart was like a knife, and the Yan'er he rescued from the sea of fire was gone. He didn't save Yan'er, and Yan'er was gone......

"Is Yan'er gone?"

"Brother Huang, it's me who doesn't protect it effectively." Zhao Guangyuan knelt in front of the prince and wept bitterly.

"I don't blame you, the father wants the son to die, but the son doesn't dare not die." The crown prince Zhao Guangsong's expression was indifferent, without any fluctuations, as if he was talking about other people's business. "Seventh brother, these days you are running for your brother, and my brother remembers it in your heart. Listen to your brother, don't struggle for nothing......"

"Brother Huang!"

Zhao Guangsong squeezed out a smile, "Brother Huang is fine." The royal brother wants to eat the poria cake of Taifulou, can you buy it for the imperial brother? ”

"Brother Huang?"

"Don't worry, brother is waiting for you."

"Okay, brother, I'm going to buy it."

After a pillar of incense, Zhao Guangyuan returned to the prison of Dali Temple with a poria cake in his hand, and on the stone platform in the prison, the prince Zhao Guangchun closed his eyes and passed away forever with a peaceful expression.

"Brother Huang!" Poria cake was scattered all over the ground.

After the emperor's brother's accident, Zhao Guangyuan was worried about being locked up in Fengzao Palace, so he hurriedly ran to the palace.

Pushing open the palace door, there was a person hanging in the hall, "Queen Mother!" His mother, Lu Shi, was hanging from the beam in a plain body, and had been dead for a long time.

Queen mother...... Brother Royal...... Burning, Yan'er...... Queen mother......

Zhao Guangyuan's face was covered with sweat, and he struggled to wake up from his sleepy dream. Glancing at the environment in the room, his eyes fell on the brocade quilt in front of him. After a moment, he covered his face with his hands in pain, tears rolling down his fingers.

The suppressed and painful whimper came low, and Cao Cuo, who was waiting in the outer room, listened to the movement and was about to ask the prince if he wanted to light the lamp, but the low whimper came into his ears, and Cao Cuo was stunned there, and when he heard it more clearly, he also covered his mouth tightly, and then shed tears.

The next day, Cao Cuo waited for Zhao Guangyuan to freshen up, secretly looked at his expression, and saw that the prince's face had returned to his previous look, and he couldn't see that the person who was crying last night was the person in front of him.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, "Lord Wang, how do you arrange it today?" The Ministry of Rites is going to Jiang Mansion Najib today, is the prince going to be there? ”

"Hmm. To go. ”

"Do you want to go now, or not?"

"It's still early, this king still has something to do, and he has to go out of the city."

Going out of town? "Then the minion is going to arrange for the guards now......"

"No, this king can do it alone."

One person? Without a guard? "What about the guard?" Seeing that the prince shook his head, Cao Cuo responded and said no more.

It wasn't until the prince asked his subordinates to prepare sacrificial incense and candles that Cao Cuo reflected that the prince was going to the suburbs to pay tribute to the first prince! A little annoyed, he should have followed.

In the middle of the day, a group of officials from the Ministry of Rites met King Yue at the gate of Jiang's mansion and saluted one after another, "Lord." ”

"Hmm." Zhao Guangyuan responded lightly.

Du Zhili glanced at King Yue after his salute, and saw that he was a servant in the dust, one person and one horse, and he didn't even bring a guard, and he didn't know where he came from, "The prince came from the yamen?" ”

I heard that the king of Yue was very concerned about the errand of Si Nongsi, and he also did it himself, went to the Huangzhuang, went down to the field to check the crops, and also used his hands to analyze the soil quality in the field, Du Zhili admired.

Although everyone said that King Yue was locked up in the imperial tomb for ten years, he was stupid, and he smoothed out the sharp qi and water chestnut, but Du Zhili liked such a down-to-earth prince. has a good impression of him, and he also does his best to handle King Yue's marriage.

"Hmm." Zhao Guangyuan didn't want to explain, so he nodded lightly, "Let's go in." ”

"Yes." Du Zhili responded, and led the officials of the Ministry of Rites to follow him into the Jiang Mansion.

Jiang Wentao is waiting in the Jiang family, as a long history, the marriage of King Yue, these foreign affairs should be handled by him. The princess borrowed his house again, and he did not dare to slack off. "Lord Wang, Master Du, go this way."

Lead everyone to the hospitality hall.

Because Lin Zhaoxia married from the Jiang Mansion as a relative of the Jiang clan, as the elders of the woman's family, Jiang Xiang and Jiang Xuyang were also waiting in the flower hall early, waiting for the people from the Ministry of Rites to come to the door.

I didn't expect the prince to come too. It seems that the prince is very interested in the princess. Today is just Najib, and before the next step has been hired, the prince actually came in person.

Several people greeted each other and sat down one by one.

King Yue asked to complete the five rituals within a month, and to complete the work done by others for a year or two within a month, so the Ministry of Rites had to keep everything simple. But the prince's wedding will not fall as it should be.

Najib is the third of the six rites, is the man asks the name of the eight characters, the good omen of the marriage to inform the woman, if the two eight characters match, then continue to go the ceremony, if the eight characters do not fit, the man gives a gift to apologize, the marriage is done.

"Qin Tianjian has seen it and said that it is a good match made in heaven. Said that the princess is a princess, a wangfu, a wangzi, and a wang clan......"

Belch...... Du Zhili suddenly wanted to scold. What kind of son of Wang.

I am not afraid that King Yue will listen to the scolding.

Du Zhili bit his tongue. He was quick to talk for a while, and he didn't cover his mouth, for fear that he would poke the pain of the prince. glanced at King Yue quickly, and saw that King Yue was expressionless, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. King Yue shouldn't have heard it clearly. Call.

Jiang Xiang and Jiang Xuyang glanced at each other, and the father and son had a smile on their faces. Wangfu Wangzi Wang, good, excellent.

"Thank you Lord Du, since there is no problem with the marriage on Qin Tianjian's side, then the rest of the matters will be troubled by Lord Du."

"Don't dare, don't dare, that's what the lower officials should do." Du Zhili said a few words modestly and looked at King Yue, "Is there anything you have to explain here?" ”

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Jiang. The next thing is to recruit people, and I hope that Lord Du will bother a lot. This king is a prince, presumably the same as King Qin, King Jin and others. ”

Du Zhili nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, it's the same." The rest of the ministers did not dare to be careless. Later, the ministers entered the palace to discuss the matter with the emperor. ”

King Yue is also a prince, although the first queen is gone, the emperor's attitude towards King Yue is unknown, and the princess is also from the people, but the number of gifts does not dare to be different from other princes' weddings.

The Ministry of Rites can't give birth to this guts.

An hour later, when the matter was done, Du Zhili hurried into the palace.