Chapter 593 Each has their own plans, the fate of the prince

In the other yard of the outer house, Prince Xieyue sat under the tree. The autumn wind rose and chilled. The wide robe was worn on his thin body, but his hair looked skinny, but it also made him long. He had just taken a shower, and his long hair that had not been dry was scattered behind his back and was not tied up.

The wind raised his clothes and felt elegant.

A bodyguard stood next to him and was reporting to him: "Your Highness, I just asked Lord Mo from the side. He does have a third daughter, Miss Mo, who hasn't made it yet."

Not yet, but she hasn't been married yet. The corners of the evil moon prince's mouth can't help raising slightly. The girl who is a little cold in his mind will always appear when she dreams back at midnight. If she is taken away by the way this time, it's good, and it's also a thought that he has been thinking about all these days.

"Your Highness, you came to Qin for help. In order to prevent you from coming to Qindu, the queen and the third prince did not hesitate to ambush you on the road. Your Highness can't be small and big." Perhaps because the smile at the corners of the prince's mouth, which had always been indifferent, was too gentle, the bodyguard thought for a moment to persuade him.

These people are all loyal subordinates of the evil moon prince. They are afraid that the prince will lose a big strategy for a woman. If they can marry the princess of the Qin emperor this time, it will be the most ideal chess piece. With the State of Qin behind, the power of the queen and the third prince will be suppressed, as well as Princess Caifeng.

Princess Caifeng also came to Daqin to make friends and consolidate the connection between Daqin and Nanman. Although Princess Caifeng is not the mother of the former queen of Nanman, because her mother is the maid of honor of the former queen and has a good relationship with the former queen, so she is also regarded as the same lineage of the prince. This time, if the prince marries the daughter of the Qin Emperor and the princess will marry the son of the Qin Emperor, Then the position of the prince on the other side of Nanman is also solid.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything in vain." Prince Xieyue smiled slightly, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the dark night sky in front of him. Of course, he would not act lightly now, but the princess and relatives could also marry the daughter of the minister. Although Mo Huawen was Jing Zhaoyin, his grade was not high.

"Now the only six princesses are waiting for Qin Huang to marry?" His pale fingers tapped on the stone table a few times and asked leisurely.

"The sixth princess was born to Concubine Wen. It is said that this concubine Wen is also quite favored in the palace. So there have been no rumors of loss of favor for many years, and she also gets along well with other concubines. This sixth princess is not so arrogant and rude. She is gentle and decent to people. She is the most knowledgeable of the princess. Of."

The bodyguard sorted out the information he had received and reported it. His heart was also relieved by His Royal Highness's answer. It seemed that His Royal Highness was asking Miss Mo San. Unexpectedly, he also saved the Prince's life. When he returned to China, he still needed to prepare a generous gift.

As long as the prince doesn't have an idea about her.

Although Jing Zhaoyin is not a senior official, he is a powerful figure in charge of the public security of the whole capital, which is not allowed to be peeped at.

"The rumors of the sixth princess outside are so perfect that they are really rare among princesses." The evil moon prince smiled and praised softly. He was the prince. Of course, he knew the princess's virtues. He grew on his head one by one. He looked down on everyone and felt that it was great. Unexpectedly, the sixth princess of the State of Qin had such a good reputation. She seemed to be both virtuous and worthy of himself.

The prince concubine is generous and kind, which has many benefits for her reputation.

"Princess Caifeng should have seen this king of Xuan. You can inquire about the imperial concubine of King Xuan later. It would be great that Caifeng could become the imperial concubine of King Xuan. I heard that this king of Xuan is most favored by the Qin Emperor. He is usually spoiled by lawlessness, but now it is not so simple."

If Caifeng can become Princess Xuan, she will be harmless to herself. Of course, Prince Xieyue also hopes that her brother-in-law is important in the State of Qin. I hope that this Princess Xuan will hinder too many things.

"Yes, Your Highness, I'm going to check it." The bodyguard bowed and retreated.

The wind blew and raised the corners of the evil moon prince's clothes. The faint fragrance of osmanthus also came from the wind. The evil moon prince narrowed his eyes slightly, and his mind thought of the beautiful girl. Her hand gently rested on her wrist, so soft, almost like the mother's hand in a dream.

Such a beautiful woman will even let herself meet. It can be said that she is predestined to meet thousands of miles. In the future, except for the name, he will give her everything good. Since the sixth princess has such a reputation, she will not be harsh with her. At that time, she can join hands with her and laugh at the world...< /P>

He thought thoughtfully here and stroked his chest and coughed twice, but he no longer felt that life was miserable. With such a beautiful woman, no matter how hard he was, he would not be so tired!

Xieyue couldn't sleep because she wanted to straighten up Mo Xuetong. She stayed alone in the yard for a long time before she went back to the house to rest under the persuasion of the palace people. Another person was also thinking about Mo Xuetong, and she couldn't sleep in the same way. She gritted her teeth and resented at the thought of Mo Xuetong.

You Yue'e sat in her yard, and her feet were carefully placed on the armchair on one side by the maid. Although it was bound, the imperial doctor also said that it had nothing to do with it. It's almost good these days. If you don't work hard, it looks no different from usual, but as long as you think that this matter has something to do with Mo Xuetong, You Yue'e I couldn't feel so good. I picked up the tea cup at hand and threw it on the ground fiercely.

The fragments of the tea cup hit the maid who couldn't avoid on the side. The two maids couldn't stand under the fierce stare of You Yue'e. They knelt down one by one. There was a wrong place to kneel, pressing on a sharp piece of porcelain, and their bodies were crooked and screamed.

"What's going on at night, go down." Feng Juelei came in with a frown, looked at the maid who fell to the ground in pain, and waved his hand annoyingly. His hand was slower than Yue'e's. Up to now, he still had a bandage tied around his neck and looked a little embarrassed.

Knowing that the prince and the princess had something to say, the maids on both sides quickly picked up the two people who were kneeling on the ground and retreated gently. Even the injured maid did not dare to say anything more. She was lame and was helped out of the courtyard door, and the courtyard door gently closed.

"Talk to the room." Feng Yuelei stopped Yue'e's question, stretched out his intact hand and half supported You Yue'e. The two supported each other and walked into the room together. You Yue'e also calmed her anger and tried to focus on her other leg. Looking at the bandage on Feng Juelei's neck, her face softened a little.

Although her life has been uncomfortable since she married Feng Juelei, because Feng Juelei has been at home, the relationship between the two is a little better than that of ordinary husband and wife. They are dependent on each other and cooperate tacitly. It is obvious that these days, the two often walk like this with each other.

One hurt his leg and the other hurt his hand. Helping each other is much better than acting by himself.

The light was lit in the room, and Feng Juelei helped Yue'e sit on the couch. He turned around and hit the window to let the cool breeze blow in, and the window was cool.

"Your Majesty, what's the news from the eldest brother?" Yue'e asked softly, looking at a trace of tenderness flashing in Feng Juelei's eyes, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup for him, and pushed it over.

Feng Juelei came back and sat down. He took a sip of the tea handed over by Yue'e. He frowned and nodded: "Your eldest brother said that the prince of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom came and now lives in the Xuanwang Mansion. I heard that the prince of the Southern Barbarians intended to marry a princess, and the Southern Barbarian princess who followed him wanted to marry a prince."

"What does big brother mean?" Yue'e had a bad feeling, and Liu Mei raised slightly, which seemed to have nothing to do with the King of Yan's mansion.

"Your eldest brother said that King Ning intends to marry this Southern Barbarian Princess in the position of imperial concubine." Feng Juelei sighed. Nanman is indeed a good external relaxation. "I heard that not only Wang Ning has ideas, but also the eldest brother. Ling Ruier is now dead in name only. She was not directly killed in the palace, but also given the face of the Duke of the State."

"Do you...do you want to?" Yue'e asked in a trembling voice, her mouth opened, and her eyes were bitter.

"Yue'e, I don't want to, so I have suffered you. In the future, whether it is the eldest brother or King Ning succession to the throne, you should think that I am a pure and incompetence prince, or will leave us a way to live. At that time, you may leave with me, so as not to implicate your Duke of Ming."

Feng Juelei's face was heavy, but he also pulled a faint smile. He reached out and patted Yue'e's hand to comfort her, but he lowered his eyes and covered a trace of light from the bottom of his eyes.

"No, my lord, I won't divorce you. Even if we die, we will be together." Yue'e was sore, and her tears couldn't help falling down. She took Feng Jielei's hand and refused to let go. Although she had also said that the King of Yan liked Ling Fengyan, she had also seen it. The prince didn't think much about the woman at all. The house was clean and respected You Yue'e. Yue'e's heart was real and He stood together.

"But what if it's not like this? And we still have children. As long as you and your children can survive, it doesn't matter to me. Feng Juelei held Yue's hand, and his voice choked, with a sad smile on his face. "This is the royal family. If you don't go, you can go down, but even if I'm doomed, I will protect your mother for two weeks."

Two days ago, it was found out that Yue'e was pregnant, and the whole house was very happy.

"No, prince, don't leave us. How can our mother live without you?" Yue'e withdrew her hand and covered her face and cried, as if she really saw Feng Juelei being taken to the execution ground.

"In the future, I will leave. I will let your eldest brother protect your mother. I have thought about it. Part of the property in the house will be slowly transferred to your eldest brother. Wait for that day... After I and you and I leave, you will leave with the child and get what I left for you from your eldest brother. You and the child will have at least for life. Worry."

Feng Julei's eyes also turned red. He turned his head to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, barely looked up and talked about the matter in detail.

It's okay that he didn't say that. With that, You Yue'e couldn't stand it. Thinking that the child in her belly might be born without her father, thinking that Feng Juelei would die at a young age, and that the husband and wife will be separated forever from then on, her heart was as painful as being burned.

How can it be like this? How can it be like this? No, she doesn't allow such a thing to happen. If she doesn't allow the child to be born, she will have no father.

"Your Majesty, if I release the position of imperial concubine, can you marry the Southern Barbarian Princess?" She made up her mind to bite her lips, wiped her tears, and looked at Feng Juelei's firm words.