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Chapter 303 Extra Story ([-]) Phoenix Crying Mountain Moon

There are 36 continents in Kyushu.

Dongqixuanzhou, the smallest of Kyushu, has three kingdoms, namely Xixuan, Dongying, and Xianghuai.

The Three Kingdoms respected Xixuan, and Xixuan respected women.

Xixuan Kingdom.

Fengcheng.

The wooden wheels were rolling, and the light blue curtains blocked the view inside the carriage. The white-headed and red-tailed Lu Shu pulled the carriage into the city gate.

Around the carriage, four masked men in water blue followed, attracting attention.

inside the car.

The maid in pink had two braids tied behind her head, her eyes were red as she listened to the discussions of the common people in Xixuan outside the curtain.

"Your Highness, we have arrived in Fengcheng."

"Yeah." The young man on the soft couch lowered his head and gently rubbed the emerald green bracelet on his wrist, covering up the sadness and hesitation in his eyes, "Yunxiu, just call me son from now on, I'm no longer Dongying's seventh son." Prince."

What's more, he came to Xixuan this time for the sake of marriage. At that time, his wife will be the princess of Xixuan, and only with a noble status can he be called His Highness. He is just one of the many men in the backyard of those princesses.

"It's...Young Master..." Yunxiu couldn't help but burst into tears when she thought of the seventh prince who was going to marry Lao Shizi's princess.

Emperor Dongying is so ruthless, even if it is to let the seventh prince be a hostage, it is better than a marriage. Let a strong man live in the backyard, what is more humiliating than this?

Obviously, the Seventh Prince's attainments in all aspects of spiritual arts are so high, is it because his family is not backed by his mother's family, he is kind-hearted and easy to bully?
No one cared about the mood of the Seventh Prince Dongying, the carriage did not slow down along the street until it was stopped by the guards at the gate of the palace.

"Who's in the car?"

"Dongying Seventh Prince, come to make a marriage." The accompanying guard outside the car spoke and took off the token from his waist.

The female guard glanced at the token and put down the hand holding the long knife by her side, but still did not let it go: "Xixuan has regulations that officials below the third rank are not allowed to drive into the palace, please get off the seventh prince and enter the palace."

"My lord..." You are not allowed to drive into the palace under the third grade. The people who heard it were furious. Yunxiu bit her lower lip and stared at her Highness distressedly.

"Go down." Let go of the hand that was rubbing the bracelet, and the young man got up from the soft couch and went out.

This place is no longer Dongying Kingdom, he was sent by Emperor Dongying to be married, he is an abandoned son, an object, depending on his status, he can only follow the rules of Xixuan Kingdom in Xixuan Kingdom.

As soon as the two got off, they saw a carriage passing by, and a woman was sitting in the carriage, who was not stopped by the guards at all.

How honorable was His Highness when he was in Dongying Kingdom?How can people be treated like this?

Dongying's accompanying guards were not allowed to enter, only Yunxiu followed the Seventh Prince into the palace, suppressing the depression in her heart.

There are thousands of roads in the palace, and there is not even a guide, so the two can only walk along the most frequent roads of palace people.

Today, Xixuan hosted a banquet to welcome Prince Dongying, even though he didn't take this prince seriously, there was quite a lot he should have.

It took more than half an hour for the master and servant to find the nursing home.

Yunxiu was blocked outside the courtyard by the palace people, and only the seventh prince was allowed to enter.

The stone gates at the entrance of the courtyard are piled up, and even though the flowering season has passed in the courtyard, the fragrance of flowers is still overflowing.

Stepping on the bluestone slabs and passing through the flowers, I saw more than [-] people in the middle of the courtyard, most of them were from the Xixuan royal family, and only three or four were ministers of the court.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the voices in the courtyard immediately stopped, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at him.

The air fell into a brief silence, and then the empress Cang Yue, who was sitting on the main seat, laughed and said in an extremely familiar tone: "Look, the child Mo Yan has arrived, and he was still talking about the child just now."

"It turns out that this is the Seventh Prince Dongying, whom I have admired for a long time."

"The Seventh Prince is really talented and good-looking."

The people around echoed the empress one by one, and their gazes on Mo Yan were full of probing.

"Chen Moyan, pay homage to the empress." The young man bowed his hands and bowed in salute. He was extremely uncomfortable being stared at by a group of women.

"Excuse me, Seventh Prince, take your seat quickly."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Mo Yan put down her hands, straightened up and looked around, there was no seat prepared for him at all, but there was only one seat left in the far corner, which seemed to be the seat of the entourage.

After hesitating for a while, the young man walked over bravely, but was stopped by the palace guards when he wanted to sit down.

"Seventh Prince, you're just sitting on the sidelines accompanied by the Ninth Princess' personal bodyguard, you can't..."

Before he could finish speaking, the woman at the guest table next to him waved his hand, and the palace servant quickly shut up and stepped aside.

The hand hanging by his side was clenched tightly, and Mo Yan lifted his clothes and knelt on the futon. If he didn't even have a side seat, wouldn't it mean that he was not even as good as a bodyguard? At the beginning, I never thought about receiving him well.

After sitting down, he glanced at the woman beside him from the corner of his eye.

White-haired and black-clothed, covered with a big red shirt, her skin is white and her temperament is cold and introverted, a bit heroic, quite different from the beautiful women around her.

At first glance, it looks like a nine-day fairy, which is incompatible with this banquet.

It's just that the nine emperors are sitting in a wooden wheelchair with a small blanket covering their legs, which is a bit regrettable.

"Mo Yan, many of my princesses are here today, take a good look at each of them, is there someone you like?"

The empress' voice brought the young man back to his thoughts, and he quickly responded: "Everything is up to the empress."

Choose a wife?Where does he have this right.

"From my son's point of view, Jiumei is very good. It happens that there is no one in Jiumei's backyard. The seventh prince chose to sit next to Jiumei. I'm afraid he also likes Jiumei."

The Ninth Princess paused her hand holding the horn cup, and looked up at the eldest princess who was speaking, and the eldest princess smiled casually.

The seven princes of Dongying were sent to Xixuan for marriage. Although the sincerity of Emperor Dongying could be seen, the princes who married were just the princes in name.

However, such a person, Xixuan, still deserves the name of Zhengjun to show that he accepts Dongying's surrender. Marrying a useless prince is not as useful as marrying an official young master. No one among the princesses here wants this seventh prince. But people always want people to accept.

"I also think Jiumei is a good candidate. Zhengjun is the orthodox royal family, so he is worthy of the status of Jiumei." The second princess responded with a half-smile.

The others kept a wait-and-see attitude and kept silent. With the two eminent princesses speaking, there was no need to worry about the Seventh Prince Dongying falling on them. One thing more is worse than one thing less.

"Moyan, are you willing to marry the Ninth Prince?" After the two princesses made clear arrangements for the future of the Seventh Prince, the empress asked in a non-essential and false voice.

Mo Yan can tell that no one in the entire Xixuan royal family likes him, and he has no right to refuse to marry the Ninth Emperor's daughter, because his Ninth Emperor's daughter was forced to marry, can you imagine the future?

"The minister obeys the arrangement of the empress."

"Okay, okay." The Empress nodded, and then looked at the Ninth Emperor, "Qi'er, do you have any objections?"

"My son listens to my mother." Cang Qi said.

Her backyard is vacant and people will come in sooner or later. It doesn't matter who comes in early or late. She never needs to rely on the men in the backyard.

(End of this chapter)