His Royal Highness was abducted by the black-bellied hall master

At first, he thought that the assassin was too quiet, so he didn't notice that the assassin had come in, so he had to get out from under the bed to find out.

It's just that he was disappointed, he didn't find any trace of the assassin's presence.

Could it be that the prime minister really didn't send over at this moment?An Yehua was puzzled, and then he was very angry. Since the prime minister didn't send an assassin, then he didn't hide for nothing.

I was really pissed off, the poor prince had worked so hard to wait for the assassin to come, but he didn't expect the prime minister's old magic stick to send no one at all.

At this moment, in the prime minister's mansion, the old magician said, "Ah Choo."

The old magic stick wiped his nose: Who the hell said bad things about me behind my back in the middle of the night!

An Yehua passed the night peacefully, but the situation on the second day made him mess up.

In the court hall, An Yehua sat on the chair specially set up for him under the throne, rubbing his brows and listening to the chatter of the veterans.

"His Royal Highness, you have reached the age of a weak crown, and it's time to marry a princess."

"It's said to start a family and start a business. It means to start a family first and then start a business. I think you should marry a virtuous and virtuous princess first and then inherit the throne."

"His Royal Highness, my daughter has a beautiful face and beautiful appearance. She is good at female celebrities. She is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I think she is the most suitable match for you."

"Bah, you old man, how can your daughter be as good as mine? My daughter is the only one worthy of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"you……"

All the courtiers hope that the prince can marry their own daughter. After all, if the prince ascends to the throne, his daughter will be the queen of the world.Although there is an ambitious prime minister in the middle, they don't mind taking a gamble.

The high-ranking officials directly recommended themselves, while the low-ranking officials secretly hoped that the crown prince would marry their own daughter.

"His Royal Highness..."

"His Royal Highness..."

An Yehua's brain ached from the quarrels of all the courtiers.

In the end, it was Ye Xiangye who said: "When and who to marry, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince decides for himself. What are you so anxious about? Besides, the Emperor is seriously ill in bed, and you let him go to bed this time." Wouldn't marrying a wife at that time be an unfilial situation for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

An Yehua walked down the steps, pretending to be heartbroken and said: "Yes, my father is still sick in bed at this moment, how can I marry a wife. If I marry a wife at this time, wouldn't it be a great disobedience."

Someone wanted to say something, but An Yehua immediately interrupted that person: "That's the end of this topic, Lord. Let's talk about business."

After going to court, An Yehua did not go directly to the East Palace, but to the Imperial Garden.

Because it is autumn, the imperial garden does not have the colorful flowers and birds and flowers in spring and summer at this moment, but there are some flutes.

Looking at this bleak scene, An Yehua thought of Mo Yu again, that black-clothed boy, his frowns and smiles seemed to be still in yesterday.

His eyes that were as clear as water and the corners of his lips that were full of smile made him miss him a little.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing slightly. He wanted to leave that day wholeheartedly, wondering if the young man would be sad.

In the distance, a boy in black was standing quietly behind a tree, looking at An Yehua.There was some gentle love in his eyes, like the eyes of a boy next door when he saw the person he admired, but there was something inexplicable in his eyes.

This boy in black is Mo Yu.

Hearing a whistle suddenly, Mo Yu's ears moved indiscernibly.