emperor of a dynasty

"Don't catch a cold these days. It's snowing in the capital this year." Yan Wuwei instructed again, Murong Yan nodded, and yawned on Yan Wuwei's body, "Jin'er, I'm sleepy."

Hearing this, Yan Wuwei took the quilt that was folded on one side and covered the two of them, and then tucked the corners of Murong's quilt, before he said, "Go to sleep if you're sleepy, I'll accompany you."

"it is good."

After this sleep, the two of them didn't wake up until noon, after washing and tidying up, Murong Xun ordered lunch in. During the meal, Yan Wuwei forced her to eat a lot of food, like coaxing a child, Looking at the palace people beside him, he laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Murong Yan asked unhappily.

"The princess and the young lady are still so nice. The slaves are happy to see it." The palace servants who were close to the palace were all brought back from Qianzhou by Murong Yan. They had served her for six or seven years during the time when she was demoted, so they naturally knew about Murong. The relationship between Yan and Yan Wuwei, of course, knowing this, Murong Yan can rest assured.

"Really?!" Murong Yan said in a muffled voice, "Why do I feel that she is becoming more and more fierce to me now?"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Wuwei picked up chopsticks and vegetables and fed them, "Open your mouth."

Murong Yan's expression changed, "I won't eat!"

"obedient!"

"No!" Murong Xun said angrily, "I hate eating it!"

"If you eat it obediently, I will stay in the palace today."

"Really?!" Hearing this, Murong Yan immediately opened her mouth and ate the green vegetables that Yan Wuwei fed. Although it was still unpalatable as always, but this time she rolled her eyes with a smile, "You must mean what you say, my Lord Xiangguo."

"Don't be picky about eating, my king."

Murong Xun: "..."

After lunch, Murong Yan wanted to take Yan Wuwei for a walk, but Yan Wuwei disagreed, "It's cold outside."

"Walking and walking will warm you up."

Yan Wuwei couldn't resist her, so he agreed, but before going out, he wrapped her in another coat, obviously they were of the same stature, after wrapping in a few thick coats, Murong Xun looked much bloated, "It's so thick... "

Seeing Yan Wuwei looking at her, Murong Yan pursed his lips again, swallowed the sentence "I don't want to wear it" and changed it into another sentence, "Okay, let's go."

The two of them took two accompanying palace servants and went for a walk. The palace wasn't too big, so they walked slowly along the line of the imperial study, the imperial garden, and the bedroom.

"What have you been up to the past few days?" Murong Yan held the little warm tea that Yan Wuwei made for her in his hands, and asked the woman beside him, gasping.

"It's about the princess."

"Princess Concubine?" Murong was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he remembered that Yan Wuwei was talking about her restless sister-in-law, "What's wrong with her?"

"Recently, she has been jumping around a lot. She wants to make her younger brother Gongshucheng the king. In order to support him, she has recently gotten very close to Qi." The crown princess is the daughter of the great general Gongshuji. , four years younger than her.When the princess was selected back then, the previous kings did not want to choose Gongshuya. The Gongshu family has a large army. If they are the mother of a country in the future, it is inevitable that they will not interfere with the court. This is what the previous kings did not want to see. Knowing what ecstasy soup he drank, he insisted on marrying Gong Shuya as his wife. The former king only had the crown prince's son, but he couldn't resist, so he agreed.Now it seems that what the former king was worried about was really good.

Hearing this, Murong Yan sneered, "She's strange. An eight-year-old daughter doesn't like her, but instead praises a younger brother who is worthless, and even colludes with foreign countries—stupid."

Yan Wuwei smiled lightly.

"Gongshucheng..." Murong Rui repeated the name again, "Jin'er, what do you think of Gongshucheng?"

"It's hard to become a master if you are obsessed with your mind."

Murong Rui smiled, "Although it is difficult to become a master, but the ambition is great."

He actually wanted to be the king of Qin.

"The uncle's family is becoming more and more restless." Yan Wuwei thought of something, paused, "Your Majesty, it's time to think about it."

Hearing this, Murong Yan nodded and said, "That's right, it's time to think about it."

This smokeless war is finally about to kick off.

The two went to a shelter from the rain in the imperial garden, intending to rest for a while, Yan Wuwei was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he asked the palace servants to light the fire, Murong laughed when he saw it, "This pavilion has nothing but the roof. There is a shelter on the top, and the surrounding area is ventilated, so the stove is useless when it is burning."

"It will be warmer anyway." Yan Wuwei sighed, "I told you it's cold, don't come out."

"Okay, okay, I got it." Murong Xun turned his head and gave instructions to the palace man beside him, the palace man nodded and left, and came back after a while, but there was an extra chessboard in his hand.

"Jin'er play chess with me."

"Go back to the dormitory, don't catch a cold."

Murong Xun didn't listen to her, and set up the chessboard by himself, and took the sunspots, "I'm not a paper doll, I'll shatter when the wind blows."

Yan Wuwei couldn't make trouble with her, so he took Baizi, "It's up to you."

At the beginning of the chess game, Murong Rui held black, Yan Wuwei held white, the chess met his opponent, and after more than half an hour, the two were still facing each other, but gradually the white piece had gained the upper hand, Murong Rui didn't look happy, but looked serious It was so powerful that he fell down again, and finally said, "Qin Guo, it's time to settle down."

Hearing this, Yan Wuwei pondered for a moment, then dropped the chess piece, "The princess can stand."

"His mother is powerful."

"Kill it." Yan Wuwei said calmly, "Raise it."

"She respects you as her husband, if she kills her mother..." Murong Yan raised his head and looked at the woman sitting opposite him, "In the future, I'm afraid I will hate you to the utmost. Are you not afraid?"

"Scared." Yan Wuwei chuckled, "But if the king is here, I won't be afraid."

Hearing this, Murong Yan also laughed, she dropped the chess piece in her hand, rested her chin with her hand, and said leisurely, "If you and I had a queen, we wouldn't be playing against each other today."

Yan Wuwei glanced up at the smiling woman first, and then laughed as if she couldn't hold back anymore. She stretched out her hand and pinched the woman's soft and delicate face, angrily and funnyly said, " If the king can let the minister have an offspring, I don't mind giving birth to a child for the king."

"Hmm..." Murong Xun thought about it seriously, "Why didn't you let Gu have a descendant? Such a difficult thing, let Gu do it?"

The woman glanced at her and said coolly, "Your Majesty is afraid of pain."

The king who was said to be weak was not angry, but even happier. She pushed the chess table away, moved forward, left the stone chair, and threw herself into the arms of her Lord Xiangguo, rubbing Xiangguo's hands. With a smile on his face, he said, "Jin'er loves me?"

"Wouldn't it be called 'solitary' now?" Yan Wuwei let her mess around, and the majestic and supreme king in front of others fell into her arms at this moment, revealing the naive attitude of his daughter that no outsider had ever seen, which made her heart soften, and she stood guard. The palace people outside the pavilion also consciously avoided.

Yan Wuwei half hugged the woman and coaxed, "Be good, don't make trouble, it won't be good if you catch a cold later."

"I'm warming up." Murong Si sat on Yan Wuwei's lap, with his hands hooked around the neck of her family, Mr. Xiangguo, with bright eyes, "Jin'er, let's go back to the bedroom!"

Yan Wuwei looked at her amusedly, "Have you finished approving the notes?"

Murong Xun coughed lightly, "Um...that..."

"You..." Yan Wuwei still compromised, "Let the palace servants move the zhezi to the bedroom."

"Huh? Jin'er wants to help me?" Murong Yi leaned forward and kissed Master Xiangguo's lips, warm and sweet, "Xuan Shi thanked Jin'er."

"……You're welcome."

After returning to the bedroom, Yan Wuwei sat down at the desk and began to review the scriptures. The two of them grew up together, and their handwriting was very similar. If it weren't for someone who knew them to the bone, they would definitely not be able to tell the difference.There was nothing wrong with Murong Yan, so she lifted a chair and sat next to Yan Wuwei, the earth dragon in the bedroom was already on fire, and the room was warm, she leaned her head on Yan Wuwei's shoulder as if sleepy, " Are you sleepy?" Yan Wuwei asked her, turning his head to the side.

Murong Yan shook his head, "I'm thinking about something."

"Is it about the princess?" Yan Wuwei knows her, and she also knows Yan Wuwei. The two grew up together, attracted each other, have common interests, common hobbies, one has a quiet temperament, and the other has a temperament They are stable and have the same way of thinking about problems, complementing and promoting each other. As their friends say, they are a match made in heaven.

"Ah."

Yan Wuwei put down the pen in his hand, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, "There is no need to be so urgent about the heir."

"Qi'er is eight years old, if she doesn't settle down, I'm afraid she..."

"Afraid that her life is in danger?" Yan Wuwei said what she wanted to say for her, "Prince Princess... is really vicious."

Now the fact that Murong Xun is going to choose a suitable person in the clan to be the heir has not been spread yet, but it won't be long before it is hidden. For example, it is not impossible for Qin to have another female king, and Mu Cong is the most likely to become the next king of Qin.

Under the temptation of high power, they will not care about the love between mother and daughter, uncle and nephew.

Murong Xun was silent for a while, and asked, "If Qi'er becomes the king, will it be beneficial to Qin?"

"The princess is intelligent and values ​​love and righteousness, but she is too narrow-minded, not magnanimous enough, and not decisive enough in her actions." Yan Wuwei commented, "If you are a king, you can get things done if you teach well, otherwise..."

"Will it bring down Qin?"

Yan Wuwei shook his head, "Not at all, Qin laws are strict, Qin officials are loyal, the monarch is mediocre but not faint, and the country has no worries."

"Qin official is loyal?" Murong laughed, "So, if you want to set up a weapon, you must first let the disloyal Qin official—loyal!"

After Murong Qi returned to the mansion, he was not at ease all the time. He thought about it, except for the method Murong Yan said, he really couldn't think of any other way. Thinking of this, he sighed again. .

"What's wrong?" Lu Jing kept sighing after seeing her husband came back, and asked worriedly, "Did something happen?"

Murong Qi waved his hand, and let the servants waiting at the side go down first, after the servants left, only the husband and wife were left in the study, "It's the king's marriage."

"Marriage?" Lu Jing was a little happy, "Have you got a sweetheart? Which family's son? This is a big deal—" Seeing that her husband's face was not looking well, she paused, "Then... why are you so sad? "

"Alas." Murong Qi sighed, "Our Murong clan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He roughly told his wife the content of the conversation with Murong Yan in the palace just now, "Your Majesty, it's difficult to deal with now. If the son of a minister in the court is a husband, it is inevitable that he will not be allowed to be a big man, if a commoner is recruited as a husband, the clan will definitely not allow it."

"Then you have to get married." Lu Jing was anxious, "I'm already 20 years old, in an ordinary family..."

"Ordinary people, ordinary people, all these words!" Murong Qi also became angry, "She was born into the royal family, how can she choose?"

"Royal family? Your royal family is full of cold-blooded people!" Lu Jing also shed tears after being yelled at by her husband, crying, "Poor boy, he was demoted to Qianzhou when he was twelve or thirteen years old. It’s been nearly ten years, who has thought of her? Ah? Who has asked about her? Oh——The throne is vacant, and no one has cleaned up the mess. Then find her and let her be the king. You have asked her?! Now Well, this king has become a king, and he has done his best for the country, but in the end, he didn't even get a solution for his lifelong affairs..." The more she spoke, the more angry she became, "You, as an uncle, know that Guoguoguo——she It's your niece! You are the closest to her in the whole family! You don't think about her, and you just say sarcastic words, why did I marry such a bastard like you..."

"Okay, madam, I was wrong." Murong Qi couldn't stand his wife crying, and when she cried, he panicked. Besides, what Lu Jing said was right, it was all about them, the royal family. The people here are sorry for Murong Yan, such a big country dare not resist, but forced a weak woman to resist... If it spreads out, all the countries will laugh out loud!

"I didn't say that the king's life-long affairs are not settled, it's just, just..."

"Just what?"

Murong Qi paused for a moment, "It's just that right now...it can't be considered." For at least three to five years, Qin would not dare to recruit a prince at will.

"You, you, you..." Hearing this, Lu Jing blushed with anger, "Do you know that she is already twenty! Don't think about it now-you have to wait until she is a half-mature woman before you worry?! The children are all No, who will inherit the Qin Kingdom in the future?!"

It's not easy for Murong Qi to tell his wife, given Murong's current physical condition, it may be difficult to have a child, and he dare not tell about Murong's plan to choose an heir in the clan, regardless of whether the partition wall is open or not, etc. With his great courage, he did not dare to speak out about important matters related to the fate of the country.

"Oh, don't worry about this, the king knows it well, he knows it..."

"My poor son... I was born in this cold-blooded family, alas—"