Chapter 64 The East Palace responds to the King of Chu's plan
It wasn't just Wen Daya who had a headache, Li Zhiyun also felt a headache.
After Wen Daya became Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry of Daxing, Shaanxi Province, Li Zhiyun believed that Wen Daya should be the King of Qin. Now that Lao Li puts Wen Daya beside him, he is simply forcing him to fall out with the prince.
The winter rain fell sparsely, hitting the leaves, and the cold wind blew against the leaf tips and blew against Li Zhiyun by the window, slightly waking up his chaotic mind.
"Father's purpose is too obvious." Li Zhiyun sighed.
He is not worried about Wen Daya, he is worried that Dong Gong will deal with him in advance. Currently, he is forming gangs everywhere and preparing to gather for team battles. At this time, he does not want to challenge Dong Gong in a one-on-one fight.
Xue Shou said indifferently: "When Your Highness was granted the title of General of the Gods, you should have thought of this day coming. A saint needs Your Highness to replace the King of Qin, and does not need His Highness to be the prince's younger brother."
"Let's talk about it, what should we do now?" Li Zhiyun turned around and looked at Du Ruhui, Xue Shou, Xue Yuanjing, Duan Zhixuan and Xie Shufang.
Xie Shufang and Duan Zhixuan looked at each other and took a step back at the same time. It was okay for them to kill people, but they didn't have the ability to use their brains to engage in political struggle.
Seeing this, Li Zhiyun rolled his eyes, but did not reprimand them. He also knew that Duan Zhixuan and Xie Shufang were not good at this.
Xue Yuanjing pondered: "I thought that His Highness could either show his loyalty to the Crown Prince and stay dormant for the time being. Or he could pretend that he didn't know anything and ignore it. After all, King Qi has almost prepared everything, and His Highness just needs to be patient for a while."
Duan Zhixuan frowned and asked, "What is King Qi preparing?"
Li Zhiyun explained: "It's nothing, but the King of Qi once invited me to help him seize the throne."
"Him?" Xie Shufang sneered, "If King Qi ascends the throne, I don't know what the Tang Dynasty will be like."
Everyone smiled knowingly.
Du Ruhui said: "Your Highness, pretend not to know. There are some things that are useless to explain. Even if the prince believes it, others in the East Palace may not believe it. It is better to let nature take its course."
Li Zhiyun thought for a moment and nodded slowly.
"That's all."
Some things really can't be explained clearly.
Xue Shou asked: "What about Wen Daya?"
"Leave it to me." Li Zhiyun said: "He will enter the Shence Mansion. You can delay him for a while."
"yes."
Immediately, everyone discussed some things and left one after another.
Li Zhiyun was upset and walked to the backyard, ready to see his wife and little Chengzhao. Unexpectedly, there was an extra person in Princess Chu's room today, and it was Yang Mudan.
She hugged Cheng Zhao, stood up and curtsied to Li Zhiyun.
"I have met His Royal Highness the King of Chu."
Li Zhiyun smiled slightly, walked forward, took her delicate hand, and helped her up.
"Auntie, there's no need to be polite, just treat this place as your own home."
The scorching temperature came from the palm of her hand, and Yang Mudan blushed, but she didn't struggle and allowed Li Zhiyun to caress her lightly.
"Where's the princess?"
"Back to Your Highness, the princess has gone to change clothes."
"Oh." Li Zhiyun narrowed his eyes, stretched out his arms to hug Chengzhao, and said hello to Yang Mudan's full source of life, which frightened Yang Mudan.
"Your Highness, there is someone here."
"It doesn't matter." Li Zhiyun didn't try to push the envelope, but just tried and stopped.
He held little Chengzhao in his arms, teased her for a while, and asked, "Why did my aunt think of me sitting here today?"
Yang Mudan explained: "The princess ordered people to build a Buddhist temple in the palace, and ordered my concubine to come and chant sutras."
Hearing this, Li Zhiyun nodded. After Chengzhao was born, his wife seemed to believe that it was because of the blessing of Bodhisattva that she could give birth to a son, so she began to believe in Buddhism.
"That's fine. From now on, my aunt will stay in the Wangfu Buddhist Hall to practice." Li Zhiyun nipped her ear gently.
Yang Mudan's delicate body trembled, her teeth biting her red lips.
"I know."
After a while, Princess Chu returned and saw that her husband was chatting very well with Yang Mudan, so she did not become suspicious.
Holding her son in her arms, Princess Chu sighed: "A few days ago, I went to visit Princess Qin and saw that she looked haggard and had a recurrence of her asthma. She was really pitiful and tight. It's strange to say that the Crown Princess and Princess Qi have rarely seen each other recently.
Go visit Princess Qin."
Li Zhiyun drank tea and said, "Ms. Madam must have heard about the rumors outside. I think the Crown Princess and Princess Qi are just trying to avoid suspicion at this time."
"To avoid suspicion?" Princess Chu disagreed: "If it is to avoid suspicion, they should visit Princess Qin."
"My lady is right." Li Zhiyun did not argue with her.
After a while, little Chengzhao became hungry, and Princess Chu took the child to the inner room to breastfeed.
Li Zhiyun went to the Buddhist temple with Yang Mudan on the pretext of visiting the Buddhist temple.
After dismissing the maid, Li Zhiyun hugged the plump and mature Yang Mudan, his nose quivered slightly, and he inhaled the scent of incense on her body.
"I don't know why, but I don't like the smoke of incense, but the smell of my aunt makes me obsessed with it."
Yang Mudan's face was flushed and her body was delicate and weak.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, there is someone outside."
"I know it, I know it, I'm not afraid."
Yang Mudan gently hugged Li Zhiyun, her heart trembling. The feeling of having an affair with her niece-in-law made her feel inexplicably very exciting.
The Bodhisattva statue lowered its eyes slightly, as if looking at the two entangled shadows on the ground.
The clouds and rain began to subside, and the two of them lay on the couch cuddling each other.
"Aunt, you and I were so rude in front of the Bodhisattva just now. Is it any wonder that the Bodhisattva would blame you?"
Li Zhiyun smelled her scent and said ambiguously.
Yang Mudan bit her red lips and shrank into his arms.
"Your Highness, please don't bury me anymore."
Li Zhiyun chuckled and gently touched her snow-white shoulders.
"What does aunt like to do in her daily life?"
"Chant sutras and worship Buddha."
"This can't be done. Auntie will have to think more about me in the future."
"Your Highness!" Yang Mudan said in a coquettish tone.
After a pause, she asked: "Your Highness, are you just going to let me follow you without knowing why?"
"If you are willing, I can accept you at any time, what do you think?"
Yang Mudan thought for a while and said bitterly: "Let's wait. I really don't know how to explain to Yueniang."
"Then don't think about this, I will do it well."
"really?"
"Of course it is true." Li Zhiyun said: "My aunt's happiness makes me not miss Shu anymore."
As if she sensed a change in Li Zhiyun, Yang Mudan immediately begged for mercy: "Your Highness, I have just broken down and am still hurting. Can you serve Your Highness again in two days?"
"That's not possible." Li Zhiyun smirked.
Although Yang Mudan has never had sexual intercourse, her charm makes Li Zhiyun very exciting. Coupled with her identity, Li Zhiyun can't put it down.
After playing for a while, Li Zhiyun let her go.
After putting on her clothes, Li Zhiyun patted her fair face and said, "I will tell the maids that you are not feeling well and ask them to take care of you. You will stay in the Buddhist hall to rest for the next two days. Don't think too much about anything else."
"Yes." She said softly.
After leaving the Buddhist hall, Li Zhiyun went straight to Princess Chu's room.
Yang Mudan has just experienced sexual intercourse, and her endurance is still not good. Although women are said to be like wolves at thirty and like tigers at forty, Yang Mudan, an older leftover woman, does not have such terrible needs at the moment. After all, she is trying the forbidden fruit for the first time, so she needs to get used to it.
Li Zhiyun paid public rations to Princess Chu and didn't give up until she begged for mercy.
While resting with his wife in his arms, Li Zhiyun suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment, because a few hours ago, he was happily hugging his wife's aunt.