Rebirth is back for you

The candles in the hall were lightly smoky, but outside the hall, there was a turmoil, and there was a faint tendency of heavy snow, just like the thoughts of everyone present, the undercurrent was surging.

Jiang Baixi raised one eyebrow, as if he didn't expect the old emperor to rashly bring up this matter at this moment, Jin Yang stared at the cup in his hand calmly, Changsun Qimu paused, and put it down as if nothing had happened chopsticks, looking straight at the old emperor with her phoenix eyes, her slender lips were tightly pressed together in silence.

No one responded to the first few people, Jing Ran felt the old prince Deqin pat the back of her hand, and raised his eyebrows.The other people in the room were also watching their noses and noses, and their noses were concerned, all with a look of holding their breath.

The old emperor was condescending, taking in all the reactions of the crowd. His eagle-like eyes flashed with brilliance under the candlelight. Seeing that there was no answer, he opened his mouth again and said, "The letters of credence sent by Ganqiu and Wuli The above is just a general statement that he intends to marry me, Qingyue, and that he is the Prince Jing who has his eye on the Deqin Palace, but he did not specifically mention the candidate and the reason, I wonder if Prince Xi and Princess Jin know a thing or two?"

The corner of Jiang Baixi's mouth curled up: "It is well known in the world that my descendants of Ganqiu are weak and have no clan, so this marriage will naturally be with this crown prince. Is it possible that Jing Shizi will marry my father?"

Everyone choked for a moment, and their understanding of this Crown Prince Xi's flamboyant and uninhibited temperament was further enhanced. Jiang Baixi glanced around, and continued to add indifferently: "Besides, this prince has already lived in Deqin. It’s been a long time in the palace, and everyone present here are people with sharp eyes and ears, so there must be no need for the crown prince to make more additions, right?”

The old emperor's eyes were suppressed, and he turned to Jin Yang again: "What do you think of Princess Jin?"

"Although my heirs from Xiliang can't be called weak, they are far less prosperous than Qingyue. As the eldest princess, Jin Yang has only two royal sisters behind him, and they are still too young to be married." Jin Yang's tone was also light, but let Everyone understood what she meant, and they heard her add: "Besides, Jing Shizi is my fellow apprentice. This princess has admired him very much since she was a child. I wish to follow my father's will and take Jing Shizi back to the country, and repair my Wuli and Qingyue. Good luck for a hundred years."

Jiang Boxi snorted lightly, and glanced sideways in the direction of Deqin Palace.

In this way, it can be regarded as formally expressing his attitude and position. The old emperor was silent for a moment, and he smiled at the old prince Deqin with a half-truth, and said: "Uncle Deqin is well-educated, and a Jing Shizi will take one of my sons. All the princes have been compared."

"Your majesty has broken the old minister. The old minister has been useless these years. You can't keep your beloved son safe and make him die early, and you can't protect your only grandson's health, making him sick and weak at a young age. It is only through the care and discipline of the Taoist priest that this only seedling can be kept, and the old minister dare not pray too much, but he is satisfied if he can live in peace and happiness forever." The old prince Deqin stood up after hearing the words, and replied unhurriedly, with a voice There is a faint concealment of self-blame and pain.

"..." The corners of Jing Ran's eyes twitched, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter. This old man really deserves to be respected by the world. He not only silently refuted the old emperor's temptation, but also lowered the old emperor's suspicion of the Deqin Palace, and also won He won the sympathy of everyone and expressed his position.

Sure enough, everyone in the hall remembered that the Deqin Palace, which has made great contributions to Qingyue, now has only one seedling left. If they are sent away and married again, there will be no successors in the Deqin Palace from now on!Isn't this just in line with the old emperor's desire to eradicate the Deqin Palace?Even so, the old prince of Deqin is still high-spirited, but the emperor is still acting good when he gets a bargain?

The old emperor's face froze, he suppressed the deep blackness in his eyes and muttered: "The deqin palace and the old prince's hard work, I will keep it in my heart. I can promise that if the prince Jing really made a marriage for me, Qingyue, in the future If you have an heir, one of them will return to Qingyue and continue to inherit the throne!"

"The old minister thanked the emperor for his kindness, but the old minister still said the same thing, just pray for her to be safe and well." The old prince Deqin saluted the old emperor again, but his attitude was intriguing.

The old emperor's eyes darkened even more.

Jing Ran rolled his eyes in his heart, this old man is really good at using his acting skills, not only picked up a few or two sentences and deducted the crime of wanting to be imposed, but also defeated the old emperor's army.The old emperor spent his whole life trying to destroy the Deqin Palace, but now he was forced to steal chickens and eat a lot of rice, fearing that he would vomit blood.

The little finger curled up in the sleeve of Changsun Qimu moved, glanced at the look of the old emperor who was trying his best to endure the wind and rain, and then turned to Jingran, there was something faintly struggling to come out of the clear and cloudy eyes.

"Since Prince Xi and Princess Jin are interested in Prince Jing at the same time, and there is indeed only one Prince Jing, what's your idea?" The old emperor continued to ask in a deep voice, his eyes falling on the left and right ministers: "Left minister and right minister Xiang Nai is my right arm and right arm, you two should talk about it first."

Everyone immediately cast their eyes on the left and right phases.

"This..." Zuo Xiang has always been wise and safe. He dare not go down into such a messy pot of muddy water no matter what. How dare you think so, it still depends on the will of the emperor and old prince Deqin."

"If I can make up my mind, I would like to ask you what to do!" The old emperor scolded the left minister, and then turned to the right minister as if he was too lazy to talk to the old fox: "What do you think?"

Zuo Lian hurriedly lowered his head, complaining endlessly, Ganqiu and Wuli are both stronger than Qingyue, no matter which one they can't afford to offend, now they can't figure out what the emperor means, Jingran's life experience is secretive and special, how can he Dare to speak rashly.

You Xiangzu's ancestors were prime ministers for three generations, the family style advocated simplicity, and he was honest and straightforward. He pondered for a long time and said: "I think it is a sign of sincerity that I, Qingyue, are willing to send Jing Shizi to the matter of marriage. As for Prince Xi and Princess Jin who are interested , if it’s up to the two of them to make their own decisions.”

Satisfied, the old emperor nodded his hand to signal the right minister to sit down, and then looked at Jiang Baixi and Jin Yang: "Prince Xi and Princess Jinchang have also seen my embarrassment, and I have the sincerity to join forces with Ganqiu and Wuli. Yonghao, but it is impossible to split Jing Shizi into two pieces? If not, all the princes of mine are here today. If the two of you can fall in love with each other, I will immediately confer the title of first-class Prince He Shuogong, and marry you with the gift of the Son of Heaven!"

Jing Ran's eyes turned cold. Although the old emperor has worked hard all these years, he can be regarded as a diligent emperor with no achievements. Now, in order to win over Ganqiu and Wuli, he has lowered himself and rushed to sell his sons as cabbage It's really old and mediocre to push it out and let others choose.

Looking sideways at the other princes, apart from the eldest grandson Qihong, apart from the sudden surprise, each of them has a faint look of excitement. After all, Jiang Baixi and Jin Yang are the three specialties in the world, and every man in this world will have delusions in his dreams. If a person can really have it, it may be a blessing from hundreds of lives in the previous life.Not to mention the old emperor's promise to bestow the first-class Prince He Shuogong. The first-class prince was still in Qingyue when the country was founded. Receive this honor.

Changsun Qihong clenched his fingers resting on his lap into fists, and glanced at Jiang Boxi with a pale face like a breeze, seeing that she had never looked at her, he couldn't help lowering his eyelids again, his handsome face was obscure and difficult to distinguish.

Jing Ran caught Changsun Qihong's flashing movement and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Jiang Baixi leaned back lazily, tapped his knuckles upside down on the table casually, squinted his peach eyes and slid to Jin Yang and hummed softly: "The man of this prince will be the emperor of my Ganqiu in the future." Husband and a country's national teacher naturally want the best, but I wonder if Princess Jin can afford it?"

"Marriage is not a matter of transaction, and senior brother is not a person of the world? Besides, Jin Yang believes that his sincerity will not lose to anyone." Jin Yang countered lightly.

The eldest grandson Qimu, who had always been light-browed, suddenly tightened his phoenix eyes, and looked sharply at Jin Yang, and the breath around him suddenly became cold, making Shu Luan, who was staring anxiously at the head next to him, tremble unconsciously: "... "

Jingran's face paled at this moment, Wuli and Ganqiu were both rich in national strength and strong in soldiers.Now Qingyue, who is the weakest among the Three Kingdoms, is not as good as he is, how dare he offend anyone.Now it's her "hot potato" flying in, she wants to see how the old emperor should choose.

The atmosphere froze for a while, seeing the old emperor's face getting greener and greener, Marquis Wen Yuan, who was always good at flattering people, quickly stood up and said: "Your Majesty, what Princess Jin said is not unreasonable, and the matter of marriage also pays attention to the harmony of nature and people. Marriage is harmonious, the marriage between the two countries can be harmonious, how about asking Mr. Jing what he thinks?"

The old emperor hesitated for a moment, turned to Jing Ran with a calm face, and asked in a gentle voice: "I am confused, does Mr. Jing have someone he likes?"

For a moment, everyone in the hall looked straight at Jingran, the first two gazes were particularly fierce, the eldest grandson Qimu's little finger curled up in his sleeve slightly curled up, and his fine and slightly curved eyelashes were gently closed.

Jing Ran lowered her eyes and got up, covered the coldness in her eyes, and gently caressed Mrs. Tang in her arms, but said concisely: "Reporting to the emperor, I have not returned to Beijing for a short time, and I know both Prince Xi and Princess Jin. It's very shallow, and it's not even a matter of heart."

Jiang Baixi pursed his lips and looked away, his twinkling peach blossom eyes swept over Jin Yang and Changsun Qimu.

Jin Yang's fingers that were tightly holding onto the Qingbi Jade Cup suddenly let go, and he still had an impeccable look on his face.

Only Changsun Qimu gently raised his eyelashes to look at Jingran, with a tiny gleam in his eyes.

The old emperor breathed a sigh of relief, and finally said: "I just mentioned this matter briefly today, my birthday is quite close to the New Year's Day, and Prince Xi and Princess Jin will stay in Qingyue for a while longer. How about waiting for Shizi Jing to get acquainted with them before discussing them in detail!"

"My emperor is holy!" Everyone quickly stood up and responded.

The queen also stood up as if watching a farce, and asked in a low voice: "The concubine has occasionally caught a cold recently and feels quite unwell, so I will take my leave today."

The old emperor lowered his gaze and nodded: "It's snowing heavily this winter. I've been busy with government affairs and neglected the empress. The empress should take care of herself." The tribute items to keep out the cold will be sent to Fengqi Palace."

"Yes!" Wenxiu replied.

"The concubine thanked the emperor for his kindness." The queen saluted and then retreated.

Concubine Li, who had always been lazy and boneless, raised her eyelids to see the leaving back of the queen, and then closed her eyes thoughtfully.

When the palace banquet was over, fine snow particles began to float outside, and the small ice crystals fell on the body, but they were extraordinarily cold to the bone.

The eunuchs and maids in the outer room had already prepared oiled paper umbrellas and handed them one by one. The old prince Deqin glanced behind Jingran, took the umbrella held by the little eunuch above his head, and walked away with Doctor Yushi.

Jing Ran: "..."

Jiang Baixi "hissed" at the fluttering sky, tilted his head to look at Jing Ran, and pointed his toes: "The prince is too lazy to hold an umbrella, Yumei, I'll wait for you in the car!"

Many people heard the sound and looked over, Jing Ran looked at the direction Jiang Baixi was drifting away, after thinking for a while, he took the oil-paper umbrella from the little eunuch's hand with a hand that was holding Mrs Tang.

It just so happened that Jin Yang left the palace gate and took two steps in the direction of Jingran. When he saw what she was holding in her arms, he paused again, pursed his lower lip, and walked away.

Jing Ran wrinkled her nose, and just as she took a step forward, a light and warm thin fur was suddenly draped over her shoulders, surrounded by strands of cool and fragrant snow lotus fragrance.

"Don't move." As soon as Jing Ran tilted her head, Changsun Qimu's slender fingers pressed her weakened shoulders, and said softly: "The snow is getting heavier, you can't stand the cold these days, wait until you go back Give it back to me."

Jing Ran really wasn't moving, she turned her head slightly to look at grandson Qimu, saw that her thick and slightly curved eyelashes were upturned, her beautiful phoenix eyes were slightly raised, her nose was high and her lips were thin, everything was just right look like.

Obviously she has not been back to Beijing for a long time, but it seems that this is the first time she has looked at this person so closely, and the facial features that are a little bit together in front of her eyes are reflected by the palace lanterns. Soft warmth.

Jing Ran turned her head, and asked suddenly: "If I really went to make a kiss, won't the emperor attack Deqin Palace?"

Changsun Qimu saw that she was obedient and did not move, turned to the fingers that were tying the ribbon for her, and replied softly, "No."

Jing Ran lowered her eyes, and her pupils quietly fell on her entangled and turned thin fingers, and heard the eldest grandson Qimu immediately say: "I will not let you go to make a kiss."

Her words were softer than snowflakes fluttering in the air. Although they were soft as a whisper, they contained an unquestionable determination, every word was like an oath.

Jing Ran suddenly withdrew what she was about to say, and rubbed Mrs. Tang's fingers a little harder.

After the eldest grandson Qimu tied the bow tie for her, he adjusted the hood carefully, and his eyes fell softly on her arms: "Is it still warm?"

"Well——" when she opened her mouth in a low voice, a faint fragrance and soft warmth spread in front of her eyes, and Jing Ran suddenly felt that something seemed to have unknowingly broken through her expectations and became clearer stand up.

Jing Ran was silent for a moment and sighed in relief, raised her head and hooked the corner of her mouth: "It's very easy to use."

When she suddenly laughed, her phoenix eyes were clear, her eyebrows were slightly curved, and the dimple on her right cheek would be as deep as a clear spring. Changsun Qimu couldn't bear it and closed her lower eyes lightly, and said softly: "That's good, these few days The sun is frosty and dew is cold, try to avoid going out of the house, and be careful of the cold air intrusion, I will put this in your place first or I will send someone to pick it up."

Jing Ran lowered her eyes to look at the eyelashes of the eldest grandson Qimu, who folded her eyelashes obediently, and listened to her words one by one. Suddenly, she raised her hand and touched her soft eyelashes like a fan. Said: "I see, you go and see the empress, she is really not looking well today."

Changsun Qimu raised his eyes suddenly, his eyelashes trembled, and saw that the snow-white cloud-patterned clothes had completely disappeared in a corner of the palace wall, and then he responded softly and walked towards Fengqi Palace.

Walking all the way to the sparsely populated Imperial Garden, Jing Ran looked at the Bihu Lake where Wang Changsun Qimu once fell, closed the bamboo bone paper umbrella in his hand, and threw it down without hesitation. Putting on the hood, he walked straight towards the Deqin Palace.

The author has something to say: It’s snowing here today, but I don’t have a girlfriend like a little princess [Laughing and writing down]