Nine thousand years old [rebirth]

Yin Chengjing's words were sincere. If the object of his proposal at this time was not Princess Wuzhu, but an ordinary official girl, then this scene would still be touching, and Emperor Longfeng would be happy to fulfill it as his father.

But when he thought that the woman he was going to marry was Princess Wuzhu, countless suspicions welled up in his heart.

Does he like Princess Wuzhu, or has he got involved with the Tatar behind Princess Wuzhu?

Ever since Yin Chengjing colluded with court officials and got involved in the salt tax, he discovered that the third son, who had always looked like a playboy and ignored common affairs, was actually very ambitious.

Emperor Longfeng looked at him, his originally kind expression gradually cooled down, and finally became expressionless.

He slowly turned his head to look at Princess Wuzhu, who was silent at the side, and said in a neutral tone: "Of course, the marriage is a good relationship between the two countries. Didn't Princess Wuzhu show her favor to the crown prince before? Now she is also willing to marry me." Is this the third son?"

Princess Wuzhu pursed her lips, subconsciously glanced at Aharu who was outside the crowd.

Aharu was tall and stood out among the Yan people, so she could see the expression on Aharu's face at a glance.

Cruel and gloomy.

This time, Ahalu brought her to Dayan, with the intention of marrying her to the prince, but after the marriage failed, he found that the prince was a big threat, so he wanted her to take the opportunity to assassinate the prince in the paddock.

At present, neither of these goals has been achieved.

King Khan has many wives and concubines, and her mother is not favored.She can have today's status, all because she is obedient, and removed several stumbling blocks for King Khan's unification.

But now, she failed two missions in succession.

When she was favored in the past, she often made enemies.King Khan also has many daughters, and these sisters are all looking forward to squeezing her out and becoming the new pearl of the grassland.

If you just go back like this, I'm afraid the result will not be much better than it is now.

And... She glanced at Yin Chengjing.This man obviously hurt his vitals, but he could still bear it so far.Now that she knows the secret of the other party, he will not let her go easily.

After weighing the pros and cons in her mind, Princess Wuzhu lowered her head, making a shy and joyful look: "Your Majesty Dayan, Wuzhu just adored His Highness the Crown Prince before. After spending a few days together in the paddock, Wuzhu found out that she really likes you. The person in question is His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

Lang Youqing concubine is interested, if he refuses to agree, it will appear that Emperor Longfeng is unkind.

"The matter of marriage is related to the diplomatic relations between the two countries, and it needs to be discussed carefully. I will order the Minister of Rites to be responsible for this matter."

The implication is that it is allowed.

Yin Chengjing hurriedly said: "Thank you, Father, for your success."

Emperor Longfeng glanced at him, and didn't care about his injury anymore, he just said: "You are injured, so go back to the palace to rest earlier, and ask the imperial doctor to show you, don't leave the root cause of the disease."

Hearing the word "root of the disease", Yin Chengjing's complexion twisted for a moment, and then quickly suppressed it.

After he bid farewell to Princess Wuzhu affectionately, he went back to the palace accompanied by Concubine De, and the imperial doctor Wang who had never had time to treat him also followed.

Back in the palace, Yin Chengjing's breath of force finally dissipated, his straight back arched, he clenched his fists tightly, with a white face, he grasped Concubine De's hand, and said patiently: "Concubine Mother, let people all out."

Concubine De had always been familiar with her son, and knew that there must be something hidden behind his injury.After everyone was screened back, only one confidant female official and the imperial physician were left behind.

When the imperial doctor saw this posture, his heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, Concubine De smiled and gossiped with him immediately afterward: "I heard that the daughter-in-law of Imperial Physician Wang just gave birth to Lin'er last month, adding a grandson?"

"Yes, born on 29 last month."

Physician Wang has passed the age of knowing the destiny, and has seen too many secrets in the deep palace. He knew it was not good when he heard this talk, and fine beads of sweat came out of his forehead.He tried his best to calm the horror in his heart, barely maintained his composure, and checked Yin Chengjing's injury with shaking hands.

Yin Chengjing let him check with a pale face, his teeth creaking.

After unwrapping the rags and seeing the real injury, Doctor Wang's eyes widened in amazement, and then he didn't dare to say a word. He knelt heavily on the ground, lying on the ground trembling, "Ma'am, please forgive me!" The prince has mercy!"

The imperial doctor looked terrified, and Concubine De was not much better.She tried her best to suppress her panic, and said with a smile: "According to the days, the full moon wine at Imperial Physician Wang's house should not be served yet? I also prepared a little gift, so I gave it to Imperial Physician Wang in advance."

After finishing speaking, the female officer who was waiting on the side stepped forward holding a heavy brocade bag.

Doctor Wang looked at it, but did not dare to refuse, and accepted it with shaking hands.

Concubine De squatted down, put her hand on Imperial Physician Wang's shoulder, trying to maintain a calm tone, but in the end she still showed a little ferocity because of Yin Chengjing's injury: "My son's injury will be handed over to Imperial Physician Wang, and Imperial Physician Wang must take good care of you." rule."

Physician Wang trembled, swallowed his saliva, it should be so.

After the hunt was over, there was a customary banquet that night.

Although Yin Chengjing was injured and absent, he did not delay the banquet.Especially since Emperor Longfeng was suspicious of him right now, and he wanted to show off his prestige in front of the Tatars and Wala, this banquet was not only held normally, it was even more grand and lively than previous ones.

Although Dongshou's ranking will not be announced until tomorrow, Yin Chengyu is already the uncrowned king.

The Tatar and Oirat missions present all looked pale, but the officials of Dayan had had enough of the cynicism and ridicule of such a small country before, and now they finally raised their eyebrows and raised their glasses one by one to toast.

The forced smiles of these messengers are also interesting.

Yin Chengyu's seat was next to Emperor Longfeng's. At the beginning, many officials and noble children came to toast. After drinking for a round, he excused himself from too much alcohol and stopped continuing.

At this time, he just sat on the seat and drank some time, and talked to Xue Shu in a low voice by the way.

"What did you do to the third child?"

Xue Shu sat kneeling behind him, and while pouring wine for him, said in a low voice: "If there is no accident, the third prince may only be a eunuch in the future." There was a bit of schadenfreude in his tone: "Yes What Princess Wuzhu did was not a minister."

Unexpectedly, it was such an answer, and Yin Chengyu was stunned for a while.

He just said what happened to the strange atmosphere between Yin Chengjing and Princess Wuzhu just now. He didn't believe that there could be any affair between these two.It's just that I didn't expect such a thing in the middle.

He squinted at Xue Shu, although he cleaned himself up, it was obvious that he had something to do with it.

But as always, it will kill people.

After staring at Xue Shu for a while, Yin Chengyu snorted softly: "Looking at the eyes of the third child, I'm afraid this account is on the orphan."

Xue Shu lowered his eyes, covered them with the wide sleeves, reached under the short table, and touched his fingers lightly, as if whispering to him: "Your Highness has caused trouble." The fingers under the sleeve hooked Tangling, Xue Shu raised his eyes and stared at him, there was no regret in his eyes, but some emotion that made people blush and heartbeat: "His Highness said... he will protect the minister."

There was a tingling itch in the palm of his hand, but Yin Chengyu didn't look at him, and took a glass of wine to sip.The hand that was hidden in the sleeve moved upwards along the entangled hand, and the cool fingertips were clasped on the inner side of the arm, slowly rubbing and sliding on the slightly raised veins, feeling the rhythm of the blood rushing past, the red Lips slightly raised: "It's not troublesome."

The clear and cold plum fragrance mixed with the wine fragrance penetrated into his nose, making Xue Shu dazzled.

He lifted his arm up, groping to grab his hand, his fingers slipped in between his fingers, fastened it tightly, and said, "Your Highness will protect the minister."

This time it was a firm tone.

Between the lines, there is such a hint of complacency.

Yin Chengyu's eyes slanted towards him, first he saw the overlapping sleeves of the two.At today's banquet, both of them were wearing togas with long sleeves. At this time, the sleeves were hanging down, and the dark red and green overlapped, revealing a bit of intimacy and ambiguity that no one else could see.

The red lips curved more and more.

Nine thousand years old in the previous life would not show weakness like this, he always broke in forcefully and unreasonably, like a ball of fire, he would not give up until he was burned to ashes.

Now he is obedient.

Yin Chengyu seemed a little drunk, and inadvertently leaned towards Xue Shu, resting his forehead lazily, and raised his chin slightly: "Fill up the wine." Shu Er lowered his voice again, and breathed like blue: I will take care of you, and I will protect you."

Xue Shu's ears went numb, his chest also boiled, and the hands in his sleeves were clasped tighter, silently conveying his surge of desire.

Averting his eyes with difficulty, he lifted the jug and filled the wine glass on the low table very slowly.

Yin Chengyu picked up his wine glass and sipped lightly, with a smile on his face.

All the guests were chatting and laughing, but no one noticed the ambiguously entangled sleeves and the two hands clasped inside the sleeves.

Emotions flow secretly, only two know each other.

Yin Ciguang, who was diagonally opposite, saw the two people bowing their heads to talk, and there seemed to be an atmosphere that others could not penetrate. He hesitated for a moment, but still came over with a wine glass: "Congratulations to His Royal Highness for winning the leader."

Seeing him approaching, Yin Chengyu subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but Xue Shu held on tightly.

His expression remained unchanged, and he looked at Yin Ciguang with a smile: "Elder Sister Huang is not in good health, why not replace wine with tea."

After finishing speaking, his eyes turned to Xue Shu naturally: "I will exchange tea for Elder Sister Huang."

Xue Shu looked at him, and reluctantly let go of his hand, but Yin Ciguang said with a smile: "A glass of wine is fine." His peach-blossom eyes were bent, and there was a tiny glimmer of light in the dark eyes: "I want to have a drink with His Royal Highness the Prince."

Seeing his insistence, Yin Chengyu picked up his wine glass and touched him lightly.

The porcelain cup made a soft sound, and the wine in the cup also swayed, causing thin ripples.

The two drank at the same time.

Yin Ciguang is a very sensible person, after toasting, he didn't stay any longer and returned to his seat.

The spicy wine entered his throat, which made him feel a little smoky. When he raised his eyes inadvertently, he saw Yin Chengyu and Xue Shu approaching each other. They were talking about something, and the corners of Yin Chengyu's lips were still hooked.

Unknowingly drank half a jug of wine, Yin Ciguang only felt that the hall was a bit stuffy, rubbed his temples, he didn't ask the maid to follow, and went outside the hall alone to breathe.

Mubar, who was drinking gloomyly, noticed his movement, and unexpectedly remembered the message that Concubine Wen Gui sent to him just now—he just knew that the person who asked the maid to pass the message to him last time was Concubine Wen Gui.

This time, Concubine Wen Gui sent someone to tell him: Everything has been arranged. If Prince Mubar wants to embrace a beautiful woman, he needs to be bolder and cook raw rice.

Raw rice is cooked rice.

Really a good idea.

Thinking of the promised [-] horses, Mubar's eyes flashed with cruelty, and he got up and followed.

The author has something to say:

Big Dog Hook: Cheating in public is a real red chicken

Your Highness:?