After drinking all his wine, Yan Rong decided to go back and have dinner with his wife. "There is no regret pill in this world. You can be confused about small things. When you encounter a major event that affects your life, you have to think it through."

Make a decision again, otherwise, when the time comes, it will be you who will be in pain, and even the people closest to you will not be able to replace you." He walked out carrying the box containing the ginseng king swayingly, stepped out of the threshold with one foot, and kept the other on his face.

In Xi's study, Yan Rong did not look back, but just said to himself, "If it were me, I would hurt my wife who helped me carry the child and had to work hard day and night for a group of women I didn't even know.

, this kind of choice can be answered without having to use your brain at all.”

very simple.

Yan Rong could figure it out, and Yan Xi had naturally sorted it out a long time ago. Selecting girls as palace concubines to enrich the emperor's backyard was an ancestral system passed down from generation to generation. Yan Xi wanted to change it, but it touched on the personal lives of ordinary powerful people.

Interests, this has almost become a game between him and the courtiers. It is hard to say which one is more important between the bare emperor and the ministers who are in a group.

Yan Xi has never underestimated Tao Xiaowei's wisdom. In fact, after Yan Rong told him that Weiwei knew about the selection of the palace concubine but still couldn't bear to mention it, Yan Xi made a close guess about the future.

She understands him, can appreciate his difficulties, and also knows that some things are indeed not his original intention. So she does not argue or make a scene, and even in front of Yan Xi, she will try to cheer up and pretend as if nothing has happened.

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Weiwei was waiting for his final decision. If he still half-heartedly complied with the wishes of the courtiers, then her heart would really die.

The late emperor's secret letter also mentioned some kind of choice. It must be that the old emperor also had such a woman whom he cherished with all his heart. Between the throne and his lover, he finally chose the former. The woman died in depression, and the old emperor

The emperor wandered around different women to numb his heart. After enjoying the pleasure and satisfaction brought by power, the heart that was missing a piece became more and more empty. The older he got, the heavier the loss became.

Damn old man, he has not solved the problem himself, but now it is placed in front of him intact. If Yan Xi can't find a more perfect solution than him, no matter whether he is in heaven or on earth, he will smile proudly.

Open your mouth from ear to ear.
Chapter completed!