In another courtyard of the outer room, Prince Xie Yue sat under a tree. The autumn wind had risen and was chilly. His broad clothes and robes were worn on his thin body, but his hair looked bony, but he was also dressed so long that he had just taken a bath, and his long dry hair was wet and scattered behind his back, not tied up.

The wind lifted his clothes and made him feel elegant.

A bodyguard stood beside him and was reporting to him: "Your Highness, Prince, it was only from below that he inquired about Lord Mo from the side. He does have a third daughter, Miss Mo, who has not reached the hairpin yet."

Before reaching the hairpin, that is, before getting married, the corners of Prince Xie Yue's mouth can't help raising slightly. The cold girl in his mind will always appear when he dreams back at midnight. This time, if he takes her away by the way, it's good, which is what he has been thinking about for a while.

"Your Highness, you came to the state of Qin for help. The queen and the Third Prince did not hesitate to kill you on the road in order to prevent you from coming to the capital of Qin. Your highness should not lose much." Xu is because the smile on the corner of the prince's mouth, which has always been indifferent, is too gentle. The guard thought about it and tried to persuade him.

These people are loyal subordinates of Prince Xie Yue. I'm afraid that the prince's Highness has lost a great strategy for a woman. This time, if they can marry the princess of the emperor of Qin, they are the most ideal chess pieces. With the state of Qin behind them, the power of the queen and the third prince will be suppressed, as well as Princess Caifeng.

Princess Caifeng came to Daqin to make peace and strengthen the relationship between Daqin and Nanman. Although Princess Caifeng was not born to the former queen of Nanman, her mother was the maid of the former queen and had a good relationship with the former queen, so she was also regarded as the prince. This time, if her highness married the daughter of the Qin emperor and the princess married the son of the Qin emperor, the position of the prince of Nanman would be firm.

"Don't worry, I won't take it lightly." Prince Xie Yue smiled, narrowed his eyes and looked at the dark night sky in front of him. Of course, he would not move lightly now, but the princess and relatives could also be the daughter of the minister. Although mohuawen is Jing Zhaoyin, his grade is not high.

"Now there are only six princesses with status to be married by the Qin emperor?" He tapped his pale fingers on the stone table and asked leisurely.

"The sixth princess was born to concubine Wen, who is said to be very popular in the palace. Over the years, there have been no rumors of falling out of favor. She also gets along well with other concubines. The sixth princess is gentle and generous. She is not so arrogant and rude. She is gentle and decent. She is the most knowledgeable princess."

The bodyguard sorted out the information he got. According to the report, his heart was relaxed because of the prince's answer. It seems that his highness just asked the third Miss Mo, but he must have saved the prince's life. When he returns home in the future, he needs to prepare a generous gift.

As long as the crown prince doesn't have ideas about herself.

Although Jing Zhaoyin is not a senior official, he is a real power figure in charge of the public security of the whole capital, which should not be overlooked.

"The rumor that the six princesses are outside is so perfect. It's rare among princesses." Prince Xie Yue smiled and said softly that he was the prince. Of course, he knew the princess's virtue. One head grew on his head and looked down on no one. He felt great. Unexpectedly, the six princesses of the state of Qin had such a good reputation. It seemed that they were both virtuous and worthy of themselves.

The dignified crown princess is generous and kind, which is also good for her reputation.

"Princess Caifeng should have seen the king Xuan. You'll ask about the princess Xuan later. It would be great if Caifeng could be the princess Xuan. It's said that the king Xuan is most loved by the Qin emperor. He is usually spoiled by lawlessness. Now it's not that simple."

If Caifeng can become Princess Xuan, it will do him no harm. Of course, Prince Xie Yue also hopes that her brother-in-law is important in the state of Qin. I hope that Princess Xuan's water will hinder too many things.

"Yes, your highness, your subordinates will check it now." The bodyguard bowed and stepped back.

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

Such a beautiful woman will even meet herself. It can be said that it is fate. It is fate to meet thousands of miles. Later, divided by the name, he will give her everything good. Since the six princesses have such a reputation, they will not be harsh with her. At that time, they can join hands with her and laugh at the smoke and clouds of the world of mortals

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

Evil moon couldn't sleep here because she wanted to keep moxuetong straight. She stayed 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 moxuetong, and she couldn't sleep at the same time. Just when she thought of moxuetong, she gnashed her teeth and hated herself.

You yue'e sits in her yard, her feet carefully placed on one side of the armchair by the maid. Although she has been bound down, the imperial doctor also said it doesn't matter. It's almost better these days. If she doesn't exert herself, she looks no different from usual. However, you yue'e is in a good mood when she thinks that this matter has something to do with Mo Xuetong, Suddenly picked up the tea lamp at hand and threw it on the ground.

The fragments of the tea cup hit the maid who couldn't escape on the side. The two maids couldn't stand under the fierce glare of you Yuee. They fell down on their knees one by one. One of the places where they knelt was wrong and was pressing on a sharp porcelain piece. Their bodies tilted and screamed.

"Whatever's going on this big night, go down." Feng Juelei frowned and walked in. Looking at the girl who fell to the ground in pain, he waved his hand. His hand was better than that of Yu Yuee. Up to now, he still hung a bandage around his neck and looked a little embarrassed.

Knowing that the Lord and the princess had something to say, the maid women on both sides helped up the two people kneeling on the ground and stepped back lightly. Even the wounded maid didn't dare to say anything more. She limped out of the gate and the gate closed gently.

"Go inside and talk." Feng Juelei stopped Yu Yuee's question, stretched out his intact hand and half helped you Yuee. The two supported each other and walked to the house together. You Yuee calmed down her anger, tried to focus on the other leg, and looked at the bandage hung by Feng Juelei on her neck. Her face softened a little.

Although her life has not been comfortable since she married Feng Juelei, because Feng Juelei has been at home, their relationship is a little better than that of ordinary couples. They depend on each other and cooperate with each other. It is obvious that these two people often walk like this.

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

The light was lit in the room, and Feng Juelei sat down on the couch with Yu Yuee. He turned back and hit the window to let the cool wind blow in. It was cool in the window.

"Lord, but what's the news from brother?" She asked in a low voice. Looking at Feng Juelei's eyes, she picked up the teapot on the table, poured him a cup and pushed it over.

Feng Juelei came back and sat down. He took a sip of the tea handed over by Kan Yuee, frowned and nodded: "your eldest brother said that the prince of Nanman country has come and now lives in the palace. I heard that the prince of Nanman country intends to marry a princess, and the princess of Nanman wants to marry a prince."

"What does big brother mean?" 尢 yue'e had a bad feeling, and the willow eyebrows frowned slightly. These seemed to have nothing to do with the Lord Yan's house.

"Your eldest brother said that King Ning had planned to marry the Nanman princess as the imperial concubine." Feng Juelei sighed. Nanman is really a good external buffer. "I heard that not only king Ning has ideas, but also brother Ling Ruier. Now Ling Ruier is in name only. The palace didn't directly give her death, but also gave face to the government of Dingguo."

"You... You want to?" 尢 yue'e asked in a trembling voice, her mouth opened, and her eyes were bitter.

"Yue'e, the king doesn't want to, so it's hard for you. In the future, whether the eldest brother or King Ning succeeds to the throne, you should think that I'm a clean king, or I'll leave us a way to live. At that time, you may stay with me, so as not to implicate the government of the Ming Dynasty."

Feng Juelei's face was heavy, but he also pulled up a faint smile. He stretched out his hand and patted her hand to comfort her. He just hung his eyes and covered the light at the bottom of his eyes.

"No, Lord, I won't leave with you. Even if we die, we will stay together." 尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢尢23.

"But what if we don't? Besides, we have children. As long as you and the children can survive, it doesn't matter to me." Feng Juelei held her hand and choked in his voice. The smile on his face was sad. "The royal family is like this. If you don't go up, you'll go down. But even if I'm doomed, I'll protect your mother for two weeks."

Two days ago, it was found out that she was pregnant. The whole family was very happy.

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

"When I'm gone, I'll let your eldest brother protect you and your mother. I've thought about it. Part of the property in the house will be slowly transferred to your eldest brother. After I leave with you, you will leave with your children and get the things I left you from your eldest brother. You and your children will have no worries for at least a lifetime."

Feng Juelei's eyes were also red. He turned his head and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. He reluctantly looked up and talked about the matter in detail.

It's good that he doesn't say so. When he says so, you Yuee can't stand it. She thinks that the child in her belly may lose her father when she is born. She thinks that Feng Juelei will die when she is young, and that the husband and wife will be separated forever. Her heart is like being burned by fire.

How can it be like this? How can it be like this? No, she doesn't allow such things to happen. She doesn't allow the child to be born without a father.

"Lord, if I let go of the position of Princess Zheng, can you marry Princess Nanman?" She determined to bite her lips, wiped a handful of tears, and looked at Feng Jue Lei's firm way.