ugly queen

Greetings to Fu Qingrong, after some courtesy exchanges, Fu Qingrong introduced to the envoys that he was the son in exile, Fu Yan, and also the prince of the Yang clan.

The king has a direct heir. Although he is of mixed blood, he is still the blood of the king. Fu Qingrong stopped the mouths of those royal families who coveted the throne and intended to kill the king.

Murong Yan has become the crown prince, an upright heir, no matter whether they are angry or jealous, he is the upright son of Fu Qingrong and has the absolute right to inherit.

"Fu Yan, from now on, he will be the prince of the Yang clan, the next king." Fu Qingrong squinted his eyes and announced the decree.

The faces of the clans are not very good-looking, but they have to swallow this breath.Who makes people the heirs of the king.

Murong Yan glanced at Fu Qingrong lightly, but said nothing.

After Fu Qingrong announced the decree and received the decree, Murong Yan stood in the center of the banquet hall, facing Pingxi's seat, staring at the man with eyes like a poisonous snake, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "I don't know why King Zhou is here? "

As soon as he said this, the envoys immediately became noisy and murmured among themselves. Someone stood up and asked him, "King Zhou? I heard that Xiangshang City was captured, and King Zhou didn't know his whereabouts. How could he be here?"

"Yeah, why are you here." Murong Yan sneered, "I want to ask too."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, someone asked Murong Yan, "Dare to ask the prince, who is the King of Zhou?"

The establishment of Beixin was only a short period of time. Zhou did not sit on the king for a long time, and it was a time when the princes of various places were in dispute. Since he ascended the throne, he has never started to establish a good relationship with foreigners and was stabbed. No.

Looking at Zhou Jing again, he stared at Murong Yan with a sullen expression, and immediately lowered his head under the sharp eyes of the foreign woman beside him. After being abolished, if it wasn't for the fact that the Shu people had no children, I'm afraid that I, the heir, would also be abolished. I didn't expect that the king city was attacked and King Hui died tragically, but the Shu people escaped.

A few days ago, someone tipped off a message asking him to cooperate and someone would come to rescue him. In Jiunan, although Zhang Yan treated him in accordance with the king's etiquette, the people around him every day were strict. From the day he broke through the showdown with Zhang Yan, he knew that he could no longer be the king, and Zhang Yan kept him only to take advantage of his status as the Zhou royal family.

In the past, he could use his identity to suppress Zhang Yan, but now, he has no one around him to use, so he can only let him pretend.Whether to be the king or not, he didn't have that much stubbornness in his heart. It just happened that Zhang Yan stayed with him, and he had secretly thought about seizing this opportunity, at least by Zhang Yan's side.

However, since that day, he has never seen Zhang Yan again, and he occasionally heard the jokes made by his guards, rumors about the love of Mrs. Hou Ye and others, the flames of jealousy in his heart grew higher and higher, Murong Yan, It's Murong Yan again, why is he everywhere, the queen likes him, the master likes him, and now Zhang Yan also likes him, he looks horrible and ugly, why everyone he likes likes him.

But what can he do now?The defeated general, the king of the country, what can he do?

Someone wants to save him?Zhou actually didn't believe it. Xiangshang City was destroyed, and princes from all over the country raised their troops one after another. No matter how incompetent he was, he believed in the orthodoxy of the Zhou family. What's the difference?It's better to stay in Jiunan, and maybe see Zhang Yan once in a while to ease his thoughts.

However, early this morning, when he was going out for a walk after lunch, his eyes suddenly went dark, and when he woke up, he saw the woman from Shuren, and the woman he had casually picked up by his side.

The Shu people told him that if he wanted to rebuild the dynasty, he had to listen to her. Only then did he know that this woman had always had a close relationship with King Pingxi.

Zhou Jing's heart tightened, and finally agreed to her.

He didn't know why the Shu people brought him to this banquet, but from the moment he saw Murong Yan, the familiar jealousy in his heart burned again, the scars on his face disappeared, and he became more beautiful.

Murong Yan suddenly pointed out that he was caught off guard, and Shu people gave him a calm look.

"None of the ambassadors here have ever met the King of Zhou, and the Beixin Dynasty has only been established for a short year. I don't know how the prince can see the true face of the emperor?" Shuren slightly parted his lips, staring at him aggressively.

When Murong Yan heard this, he turned his gaze back to her, it was slightly familiar.He stared at her for a while, and suddenly remembered that this woman was very similar to King Hui's favorite concubine. He gently pushed away the attendant who poured wine for him, poured a glass of water himself, and slowly put it in his throat , A stream of freshness flowed through the throat.

"This is?" he asked.

"Princess Pingxi, sister of King Pingxi." Someone told him.

"Oh." Murong Yan nodded lightly, expressing his understanding. He looked at Shuren and said, "The princess looks familiar."

It was only by chance that Murong Yan met Shuren. At that time, Shuren was by King Hui's side, so he didn't pay much attention.It's just that when he said this, it was inevitable that people would think that the majestic prince of the Yang clan would actually molested a good woman in front of the envoys of various countries.

Can't help but secretly tut tut...

Shuren's complexion was slightly stiff, his eyes narrowed, and he said with a dry smile, "The prince is joking."

Murong Yan ignored her, he didn't intend to just let Zhou Jing go, Zhou Jing should be in Jiu Nan at this moment, he didn't know how he appeared here, he didn't hear any news from Jiu Nan before he entered the palace.

Zhou actually can't escape the guards of the Yan army, unless someone secretly rescues him, he can sneak into the encirclement of the Yan army and bring such a big person without alarming anyone. His people have supernatural powers.

He completely believed in Yan Jun's ability, if he wanted to save someone, how could he escape Yan Jun's eyes.

If he was not mistaken, Princess Pingxi is the favorite concubine of King Hui, and Zhou should have a grudge against her. Why did the people of Shu take the risk to rescue him?

Murong Yan tapped a few fingers, and a series of questions came to his mind. Sure enough, without Zhang Yan by his side, his IQ was more than a little higher.

He stretched out his finger to Zhou Jing's direction, and lazily said, "No, that's King Zhou."

Everyone followed his gaze, so many people's eyes were focused on one person, Zhou was a little anxious, these people looked at him like a wolf looking at a piece of meat, wishing to bite it into his mouth immediately.

Zhou was at a loss for a while.

Shuren's eyes darkened, he didn't expect this Prince Yang to be so direct.

"Prince, don't be mistaken. This is the youngest son of King Pingxi, how could he be King Zhou." Shuren sneered. "People from the Central Plains look the same to us, don't let the crown prince mistook them."

The people of Shu are right, in the eyes of Central Plains people, foreigners are all the same, and in the eyes of foreigners, Central Plains people are also the same, gentle and graceful.

"Princess, are you saying that I have bad eyesight and can't even tell a person's face?" Murong Yan asked Shu Ren with a smile on his face.

"Who says Yan Yan has bad eyesight?" A low-pitched male voice came in. He was tall, wearing black armor, and a few followers behind him were also in black armor. He first saluted Fu Qingrong, and strode towards Murong Yan. Beside him, Da La La sat down without any politeness.

Murong Yan looked at this person who appeared suddenly, he just left this morning, and he came in the evening, bringing his own guards with him, this is...

Facing Murong Yan's puzzled gaze, Zhang Yan pinched his face with a smile, this month's confinement was not in vain, Murong Yan was finally bred by him.

"The widow thought that Master Zhang didn't show respect." Fu Qingrong watched the two interacting without any shyness, the corners of his mouth twitched, not knowing what expression to make.

Zhang Yan squeezed Murong Yan to sit, and the people around Fu Qingrong wanted to remind him where his seat was, but Fu Qingrong stopped him.

I saw Zhang Yan squinting, smiling and looking around at the people staring at him, he greeted everyone to sit down like a host, and said, "Sit, sit, everyone, some people here don't want to sit down. If you know me, let me introduce myself, I am the husband of the crown prince, and I am not an outsider, you are all welcome, eat and drink well."

This posture, as if this is a wedding toast between him and Murong Yan.

Murong Yan also looked at him helplessly.Fu Qingrong's face was livid, and the faces of the others couldn't look any better. Zhou Jing never said a word, and looked at the two whispering with a dark face.

"Why are you here? Where's Fatty?" Murong Yan pulled Zhang Yan, signaling him to restrain himself, after all, it's not his own territory, so don't be so presumptuous.

"Why are you willing to let Madam wait? Doctor Fatty Yi is watching, it's all right." Zhang Yan smiled happily, poured a glass of wine from Murong Yan's cup on the table, and whispered to Murong Yan while drinking, "Zhou is gone!" , I suspect that there are spies in the Yan army."

The two ideas coincided with each other.

Murong Yan lightly pointed to the opposite side, and said, "Hey, Zhou is actually there."

"Puff...cough cough cough..." Zhang Yan followed his hand and looked over, my God, he really didn't pay attention, "Why is he here?"

"How do I know?" Murong Yan spread his hands, "If you give the fat to Dr. Yi, you won't be afraid that he will cry?" He stared at him sideways, which means - you look good when my son cries badly.

"Huo Quan and Gu Juncheng are here, I came alone." He put down his cup, touched Murong Yan's shoulder lightly, and said, "I didn't know that Fu Qingrong also sent me a post until I returned to Jiunan, so I went back and forth today." Husband, I ran to the death of three horses, so I brought a few personal guards, madam, you have to protect me."

What? !Murong Yan opened his mouth wide and looked at him, what does that mean - you just bring a few personal guards, and you dare to enter the Yang clan's lair alone, you are too courageous.

Just as Murong Yan was about to beat him up, Zhang Yan covered half of his mouth and whispered in his ear, "I have ordered Xia Xing to march overnight to attack Pingxi."

Murong Yan looked at him incredulously, and gave him a thumbs up——awesome.

Zhang Yan is proud.

......

After the banquet was over, Zhang Yan and Zhang Yan did not leave the palace.

"Where is the person?" Fu Qingrong was about to return to the palace, but was stopped by Murong Yan.

Fu Qingrong pressed his fist to his lips, coughed twice, watched his eyes become particularly old, and said, "Your father took it away."

Murong Yan was taken aback, not knowing how to react, so he was left alone in the palace again?Murong Yifan let him go easily every time. Is he his son? Could it be that he wants to leave alone like before, and then be wanted by Fu Qingrong all over the world?

As if knowing what he was thinking, Fu Qingrong who had already left stopped, stopped, turned around and looked at his sad face, and said, "Yanyan, can I call you that?"

The tone of Fu Qingrong's speech was unexpectedly gentle, and the eyes he looked at Murong Yan became loving, it was the eyes of a father treating his son, he looked at him, and called out his name carefully.

Murong Yan didn't know how to react, he stared blankly at him, and tightly clutched the corner of Zhang Yan's clothes.

"I still remember that when you were born, you were small. I hugged you and you smiled at me happily. This is my son, my first son." Fu Qingrong fell into memories, Murong Yan came back this time There is always a strange feeling when I see him. He seems to be always recalling the past, and he is much older. Why does a person who is clearly in his prime become so stooped?

His eyes were cloudy but full of love and pity, he just looked at Murong Yan like this, as if he wanted to go back to the past through his face, he said, "But you are the same as him, you both look the same, even... .." He didn't say anything later, and glanced at Murong Yan's stomach.

Murong Yan also knew what he meant, he lowered his eyelids, he didn't know how to face Fu Qingrong now, before yesterday he hated him to death, but now, he was moved, but he dared not face his emotion.

"Yanyan, since you have inherited the widow, you will be the next king of the Yang clan. The fact has been settled. Don't leave Tong'an in the near future. The widow ordered the Qin Tianjian to choose a good and auspicious day, and he will ascend the throne when he chooses a date." Fu Qingrong The fluttering words fell down like a thunderbolt.

This time, Fuda came to remind him, "Your Majesty, it's time to take medicine."