When the gate of the main hall of Zhaoyang Hall was about to close, Duanwang Mu Jinghong ran over panting, and called out to the little eunuch who was about to close the door of the palace, "Wait, wait, close it later!"

Mu Jinghong hurriedly entered the Zhaoyang Hall smoothly before closing the door, and his originally urgent and sweat-stained face showed a reassuring smile at this moment. If he was really late for this meeting and was blocked out of the door, the position of the prince would probably fall into the hands of others, but now that he came on time, he was bound to win the position of the prince.

The participants consciously stood in two rows, with the princes at the forefront, followed by high-ranking officials. After everyone found their position and stood still, their eyes undoubtedly drifted to one person, who looked a little out of place in the whole discussion, Ye Ningxiang.

Ye Ningxiang was very uncomfortable being stared at, and whispered to Mu Xize: "I'd better go back first on this occasion!" Although she said this, Ye Ningxiang was still very willing to see this discussion in person, first, to learn more about the situation of the regime that has left the country now, and secondly, to see the world, broaden her horizons, and come into contact with some things that her daughter's family can't touch.

Mu Xize actually held Ye Ningxiang's hand tightly in front of everyone, and then put his mouth to Ye Ningxiang's ear, and whispered: "I won't let you go, didn't you say that you want to be my eyes and never leave me?" Mu Xize's current movements looked like he was in a very * palace a little farther away, in front of his new favorite Qing Qing and me.

Some respected ministers have even spoken out without hesitation. "It is really a corruption of the lintel of the royal family to openly do things between men and women in the court!" "I can't imagine that the three princes who were so powerful back then have now degenerated into such a state!" "I really don't understand what the emperor's intention is to let this rebel participate in the deliberations, hey!"

However, there are also many ministers who have previously received the favor of the Fuheng Chamber of Commerce in Mu Xize's hands, or who have been seized by the Shadow Guard and dare not disobey Mu Xize, and they have also begun to say good things for Mu Xize to show their counterattack. "The three princes can be so relaxed on such occasions, which naturally shows that they are open-minded and can withstand the wind and waves, if they are monarchs, they must be Ming Jun!" "The three princes became famous at a young age, and their talents in civil and martial arts have the demeanor of the emperor when he was young, which is my hope for the future!"

Listening to the ministers whispering in private, Mu Xize said to Ye Ningxiang with some pride: "Do you think I am very famous and brilliant?"

Ye Ningxiang pretended to think about it very carefully, and then said something that made Mu Xize half angry again, "Well, you are quite famous, and your notoriety is far away, as for being brilliant, I haven't seen it at all, I see that you are sick now, your face is pale and pale, and it is very appropriate to say that you are white." ”

Mu Xize smiled a little speechlessly and said, "Xiao Yezi, you make fun of me!"

Ye Ningxiang listened to Mu Xize's reply, and felt that he was very cute now, sometimes coquettish, sometimes playing treasure, and for a while made her forget her hatred and laugh unconsciously.

Mu Xize also laughed when he heard Ye Ningxiang's laughter, smiling like a peach blossom blooming in spring, warm and warm, and it looked like there was a hint of sweetness.

At this moment, Ye Ningxiang suddenly sobered up, realizing that she had forgotten her mission for a while because of Mu Xize's words, and laughed stupidly unconsciously, feeling very sorry for her dead relatives, so she stopped laughing and stopped talking to Mu Xize.

At this time, the emperor slowly walked from the apse, sat weakly on the dragon chair, his back leaned on the back of the chair to the greatest extent, and the whole person stood there softly as if he had no support, as if he fell down at a touch.

In Ye Ningxiang's impression, the emperor is a handsome, not angry and self-righteous middle-aged man, with a kingly demeanor in every gesture, but now no matter how you look at it, he looks like a twilight old man who has gone to decay, the emperor is just fifty years old this year, but looking at his current appearance, some people believe that he is over sixty years old.

If it were someone else, Ye Ningxiang would definitely be overflowing with sympathy, but at this moment, instead of sympathy, Ye Ningxiang felt that the retribution suffered by the emperor was not enough, thinking of this, Ye Ningxiang felt that she was very evil, it seemed that those good consciences had been crushed by the anger of revenge.

The emperor smiled in a slightly hoarse voice and said, "It's all here! I won't go around the bush, let's talk about it, which prince should I appoint as the crown prince?"

The emperor summoned the princes and important ministers to evaluate in public who is good and who is not good, which is a big problem in itself. If everyone doesn't express their opinions, they will be regarded as disrespectful to the will, and if they do, if the prince they chose is not made the crown prince in the end, then they haven't dug a dead man's grave for themselves in advance.

Just when the courtiers were in a dilemma, the emperor caught a glimpse of Ye Ningxiang standing beside Mu Xize, and said very interestingly: "Why did you little girl come here too? Do you know what kind of place this is?" The emperor's words showed love, like a loving father asking his own child's words.

Ye Ningxiang walked to the center, bowed to the emperor very formally according to the etiquette in the palace, and then got up and said: "The slave is the maid of the third prince, because the third prince is suffering from eye disease, he is specially serving the third prince. ”

The emperor nodded slightly, and continued to smile and said, "Then what do you think about the matter of establishing a prince?"

Ye Ningxiang lowered her head and replied respectfully: "The emperor is the Ninth Five-Year Emperor, everything he thinks and thinks is for the sake of the thousands of generations who have left the country, and for the well-being of the people who have left the country. ”

Seeing that Ye Ningxiang answered generously, the emperor nodded with satisfaction, looked at Mu Xize and said, "Xize, you have a good eye, this little girl can't be wrong in the future." ”

Mu Xize became very serious after seeing the emperor, if Ye Ningxiang was praised in public like this in normal times, Mu Xize would definitely be able to help but ridicule, but because the person who praised him today was the emperor, Mu Xize didn't have a smile on his face, but replied coldly: "Xize has always had a good eye." ”

Probably because of the serious illness, the emperor couldn't help coughing a few times, and then said in a more hoarse voice: "Okay, let's get down to business, tell all the thoughts in your hearts, don't shy away from it." ”

Mu Jinghong spoke first: "Father, you are in the prime of life, and it is too early to talk about the establishment of the prince at this time, so it is better to put this matter on hold first!"

Everyone knows that Mu Jinghong is in the limelight now, especially during this period of time, when the emperor is sick, most of the government affairs are handled by Mu Jinghong. At this moment, Mu Jinghong said such a thing, but it was just a modest expression on the scene, and it was all for the important ministers present.

The next answer to the Chinese book ordered Qi Changyong Qi Lord, this Qi Lord's answer did not know how much better than Mu Jinghong, this Qi Lord did not bother to talk about all the prince's exploits one by one, and finally said that thanks to the emperor's love for the official position, no matter who he appointed as the prince, he would fully support, do his best, and die. After saying a lot of things, Lord Qi said to each prince that his heart was warm, and he was really a model of cunning and cunning.

At this time, Mu Jingyuan suddenly stood up and spoke, "Father, although the son is the youngest and has not enough experience in dealing with things in front of your elder brothers, the son has always worked hard, although he is not talented and intelligent, but he has a lot of food and clothing, and the son has the courage to ask his father to list the son as a candidate in the matter of establishing the prince." ”

As soon as Mu Jingyuan's words came out, the palace was silent for a moment, and everyone was so shocked that they couldn't speak for Mu Jingyuan's outrageous behavior. Although this Mu Jingyuan is diligent and motivated, and his biological mother identity is also very noble, but he recommended himself to the emperor so bluntly, although he showed the emperor the courage to fight, but this is tantamount to directly fighting with other princes, if it is not him who ascends the throne in the future, then he has almost no chance of surviving.

At this time, the emperor smiled with satisfaction and said: "That's right, I don't dare to say my hope for the throne in public, how dare I hand over the throne to such a person?"

As soon as the emperor said this, the palace became active instantly, and the courtiers no longer cared about it and spoke freely, and the princes no longer cowered, but directly confided to the emperor that they also wanted to get the position of prince, or recommended other princes who they thought could take on important responsibilities.

Unconsciously, the deliberations had been going on for almost two hours, and Mu Xize had never spoken, at this time he held Ye Ningxiang's hand tightly, his palms were extremely cold, and he seemed to be soaked in sweat.

"You're alright, I see you have a bad face. Ye Ningxiang whispered.

Mu Xize shook his head slightly, and also whispered: "It's okay, it feels much better to hold your hand." ”

The emperor seemed to see Mu Xize's strange appearance, sighed and said: "Xize, my body can still stand it, if you can't hold it on, go back and rest!"

Mu Xize, who had not spoken, finally stood in the center of the hall, and the ministers thought that he would say something earth-shattering, but who expected him to only say one sentence, "Then Xi Ze will retire first." After speaking, he walked out of Zhaoyang Hall with Ye Ningxiang.

"Okay, that's all for today's discussion, as for the candidate for the prince, I still need to think about it, so you can disperse first!" Seeing that Mu Xize had retired, the emperor was not interested, and his body felt very tired, so he stopped the discussion.

Mu Jinghong seemed to want this matter to end as soon as possible, because after the emperor ordered them to disperse, Mu Jinghong was almost the first to rush out of the Zhaoyang Palace, and then ran all the way, eager to fly out of the palace immediately.

"Jinghong, what are you doing, why are you still frizzy when you are thirty years old!" Wang Guifei happened to see Mu Jinghong running around the palace, and said angrily.

"Mother, you don't know, the sons have 100,000 urgent matters to deal with, if they can't rush back in time, I'm afraid they will have to waste their efforts. Mu Jinghong's face was very anxious, and he reluctantly responded to Wang Guifei's words.

"Is there any major event more important than Lichu? What have you researched all day long? If you continue to study, the position of the crown prince will be snatched away by that Mu Jingyuan!" Wang Guifei was even more angry, and her tone was raised.

"Mother, you don't understand, I'll leave first, and I'll say hello to you later!" After that, Mu Jinghong ran faster, and after a while, even the figure disappeared.

At this moment, Mu Jinghong, who was only concerned about running forward, accidentally bumped into a palace maid. The palace maid was shocked, fell hard, raised her eyes and saw that it was King Duan, and immediately knelt on her knees, and kept making amends, "Your Royal Highness King Duan, the slave maid is clumsy, blocking His Highness's way, and I ask Your Highness to forgive your sins!"

Mu Jinghong saw that this woman had beautiful eyebrows, although she did not have the appearance of a country and a city, but she had a pitiful demeanor like a small jasper, so he stopped, her eyes showed love, and then asked in a very soft voice: "What is your name?"

The woman raised her head a little higher, just met King Duan's somewhat lustful eyes, and replied timidly, "The slave's name is Su Qingqing. ”