Royal Power: Nine Princesses of Evil Charm

Chapter 179 Marriage Negotiation VS Marriage Grant (1)

The blue sky is high and wide, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing;
Outside the imperial study room, the breeze blew over the pond full of swaying yellow, pink, or red lotus flowers, accompanied by a faint fragrance, floating in this magnificent palace with carved railings and jade, pavilions and pavilions.

The warm and comfortable sunlight pours on the glazed tiles of the palace, refracting the colorful brilliance; on the corner of the Zhan eaves, the four ancient gods and beasts sitting, panning, standing, or screaming up to the sky, in the colorful brilliance, It makes the palace more solemn, sacred and inviolable.

In the imperial study room, the bright yellow veils fluttered with the wind, and light smoke curled up from a copper stove, and the comforting and soothing ambergris overwhelmed the original strong ink fragrance.

On the imperial case, the memorials are neatly stacked, the imperial pen is placed on one corner of the table, and on the left side of the imperial case is a bookshelf up to two meters high filled with books.

"Your Majesty, does it have to be like this? After all, Chen'er was only born less than two months ago!"

On the imperial concubine's couch by the window, a beautiful seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman wearing a phoenix robe and a phoenix hairpin on her head is looking hesitantly at the handsome king of a country wearing a bright yellow dragon robe beside her. .

When Lan Fengqi heard the Queen's question, he just shook his head with a helpless smile and said:

"Otherwise? I don't want to choose a woman who is old enough to be his mother as a wife for our emperor, but the result of the divination by the national teacher is that the emperor cannot marry other women in this life except that Yun Qingxuan, otherwise the emperor My son's life will be lost."

Speaking of this, Lan Fengqi sighed and embraced his wife, the queen he loved the most in his life, and raised his hand to gently pat the beauty's back.

"But...but let's not talk about the identity and age of her concubine, just talk about her reputation. People say that the third lady from the Xiangfu's concubine has no talent and no appearance. She is an ordinary-looking woman without salt." Female.

Xi'er just thinks that asking her to be Chen'er's princess is really wronging us Chen'er, Qi, I don't want Chen'er to be unhappy in the future, he has already been rejected by his mother in this life The qualifications of the crown prince; if...if you want a woman 14 years older than her to be his wife, then...then..."

At this point, Xiao Yunxi began to cry with grief and helplessness.

Listening to his lover's words, Lan Fengqi's handsome face was also tinged with guilt, but he would not object to the decision made by his mother at that time, the current Queen Dowager of Xuelong Kingdom.

After all, the only thing he can give to the child whom the queen mother loves so much is that chair.

"Hey! Xi'er, I know you don't want Chen'er to go out of the palace and build a mansion at such a young age, and leave your side; but, in order to save Chen'er's life, we can only do this!"

After hearing this, Xiao Yunxi, who was nestled in his arms, could only nod with a weeping face, and quietly responded to the matter; however, dark waves surged in her moist eyes, and the hatred for the empress dowager and the eldest prince in her heart , has reached the point where he can't wait to eat his bone marrow and drink his flesh and blood.

Just because the old woman loved the child so much, she forced herself to make an oath with the emperor on the grounds that her son must have a wife who was 14 years older than him in this life. The son-in-law can only be a prince who is subordinate to others.

snort!Did she really think that by doing this, the son of that bitch would be able to sit in that chair in the future?

The emperor's son is more than Chen'er, but this can just divert everyone's attention and make that bastard a target. At that time, he may be destined to be the prince, but not the emperor; after all, since ancient times, there have been Which prince would not want to sit on that chair?

———Boundary———

The breeze is refreshing, and the shadows of the trees are whirling; on the flat and wide official road, a carriage wrapped in green cloth, blue yarn flying, and silver bells ringing is walking slowly; It fluttered out and drifted away with the slight breeze.

Two young girls in green gauze skirts sat on each side of the carriage, one shook the reins in his hand, and drove the carriage with a whip from time to time, while the other sat on the carriage with a jade flute in hand and closed his eyes.

"Master, when you go back this time, don't you really plan to be his stepmother and the stepmother of three children?"

After a voice in the carriage sang like a yellow oriole, it was followed by another cold female voice:

"Yin, it's understandable that the old hag in Xiang's mansion was stupid, why did you also become ignorant and ignorant?
Even he, the mere son of the Minister of the Ministry of War, also wants to marry his master. I'm afraid that he will have the life to welcome him at that time, but he will not have the life to marry him. "

(End of this chapter)