The emperor snorted coldly. When it comes to big things, he is always inferior to Yun'er. It's just that Yun'er has no heirs yet. As long as his princess helps him give birth to a son, he will be the best candidate for heir apparent.
"Father, we in the Feng Kingdom are not the ones to be bullied by others. If they really start to cause trouble, I am willing to personally volunteer to eradicate the Ten Thousand Soldiers Kingdom!"
The king spoke impassionedly, and the emperor smiled with satisfaction:
"Yes, he is my good son. Yun'er, what do you think?"
After a moment of praise, the emperor looked at King Yun again, and King Yun smiled lightly and said:
"The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Soldiers is known for its powerful military. Although its current emperor Qi Huang is cruel and cruel, his methods of governing the country have to be admired. If the two countries insist on fighting, even if we narrowly win, the national strength will be greatly reduced.
It is inevitable that other evil people with malicious intentions will take advantage of the situation. Therefore, I think that unless it is absolutely necessary, it is best not to use force with the Ten Thousand Soldiers Country, which will not be worth the loss for us!"
King Yun smiled confidently, and the emperor laughed happily:
"Haha... Yun'er is right. It is indeed the best idea to use force with the Wan Bingguo. This is the urgent letter just sent by the Wan Bingguo. In a moment, Yun'er, please think about it for me and send it to me.
Who would have been more suitable?"
A bright yellow letter was handed over, and King Hui took it. King Yun just looked at it coldly, with a trace of fierceness flashing in his eyes, and an idea was brewing in his mind.
King Hui frowned and glanced at the emperor uneasily. Emperor Qi actually wrote a letter saying that he wanted to reconcile with them. Reconciliation between countries was a normal thing, but the key now is that the emperor does not have many daughters.
The only one who is not married now is an 8-year-old little princess. How could such a young child marry into a cannibal palace? Moreover, there is no relative there, and Emperor Qi is not a considerate and gentle man.
"Father, my little sister is still very young, and I feel that she is really not suitable for marriage. It's just... I'm just praying for an appointment with the emperor, so we can't just send someone over to make up for it."
This is really a difficult problem. Just a casual person can't do it, and the princess doesn't have a suitable one. Once it's not handled well, it will be involved in the war between the two countries. No wonder my father is in a bad mood today and his face is also very bad.
"Yun'er, what do you think?"
The emperor turned his attention to King Yun, and King Hui's eyes dimmed a little. Why does the emperor always seem to be biased towards King Yun? What is it about him that is inferior to him? Is the emperor too partial?
"Back to my father, my brother is right. My little sister is young and cannot go there. So the only way is to find someone who can be called a princess. Such a person is indeed difficult to find..."
After King Yun heard this, the emperor also looked anxious and sighed:
"Then let's choose from the women of the prince and the first-rank minister first. We must be careful about this, and you two will be responsible for it. Later, Yun'er, you have to think carefully about it for your father!"
The two of them claimed that they were, and after they resigned, the king laughed and said:
"Brother Yun seems to have the answer?"
Looking at his confident expression, King Hui always felt it was an eyesore. It is not necessary for all of the emperor's sons to be so outstanding. It is enough to have one who is outstanding. Why are they both sons of the emperor, but both of them are the same?
So excellent?
"The king is too worried!"
With a faint response, King Yun left coldly. King Hui looked at him in confusion. Did he see it wrong in the imperial study room just now?
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"Your Majesty!"
The first thing he did when he came back was to go to Canhua Pavilion. Looking at Meimei, whose face was already rosy, he smiled unconsciously.
With a wave of his hand, King Yun stopped his servants from worshiping. King Yun looked at the woman among the flowers quietly and the girl who had almost recovered.
"Miss, there are so many flowers here, why is it called the Broken Flower Pavilion?"
Xiaoju asked puzzledly while picking the plump petals.
"Flowers also have moods. When they see the cute chrysanthemums, they feel better and start to bloom. I think the name here can be changed. Canhua Pavilion should be changed to Fanhua Pavilion...
…”
The coquettish smiles are all unintentional, as natural as the flowers that bloom at will. It's just that people are more delicate than flowers, and their smiles are more beautiful than flowers.
"Miss, do you really want to help Xiaoju make a flower pillow?"
Xiaoju smiled flatteringly and raised her eyebrows proudly:
"That's natural. When have you ever spoken falsely to me, your lady?"
Xiaoju covered her mouth and laughed uncooperatively:
"Young Lady, there is always no truth in what she says, but...just, what do you want to embroider for this slave? Wild flowers or weeds? Or embroider a pair of ducks to act as mandarin ducks?"
Meimei's pretty face was slightly red, her eyes were filled with anger, and her little hands as white as milk waved. Xiaoju held her head and looked at her aggrievedly, only to hear Meimei murmur strangely:
"You little girl, you know how to make fun of your young lady? It's not that my embroidery doesn't look like it, it's that there's something wrong with your vision, okay?"
Looking at her white and tender little hands, Meimei said with distress:
"I don't even want to make a pillow. When I see the needle, I think of my poor little hands..."
It's quite pitiful. Xiao Ju feels the same way. She still remembers how miserable the young lady looked when she was embroidering a long time ago. She doesn't understand why others embroider flowers and leaves, but her young lady embroiders hands.
What? Among the ten needles, nine were always inserted into the hand. The remaining one was inserted too far, and the young lady’s little hand was spared.
"Miss, just say what you say, Xiaoju can do it herself, as long as the flowers are picked by the miss for Xiaoju, it'll be fine!"
Every time she sees the young lady's bloody hands, Xiao Ju always feels unbearable. In fact, as a slave, she is lucky to have a master like the young lady. Even though she was once implicated by the young lady and almost died.
All gone.
"You..."
Meimei sighed softly:
"You almost risked your life because of me, but you are so kind. Not only do you not blame me, but you are also so considerate? Xiaoju, listen to me. When grandma gets better, I will talk to the prince. You and
Nanny, please go out first! It doesn’t matter if you go back to the villa or stay outside first, it’s better than being punished here every three days, right?”
Xiaoju shook her head, looked at Meimei, and said reluctantly:
"But Miss, we are all gone, and Tian Fu is not by your side. If you are wronged, there won't even be anyone to cry to..."
What Xiaoju said was right, but no one listened. She could have said it to the house, or...
"Your Majesty, you are here..."
Guzi's soft voice made Meimei turn her head uneasily in surprise. Looking at King Yun standing not far away from her, her heart became nervous again unconsciously.
"Your Majesty, you are here..."
Nervous as she was, she still had to say something. The flowers she was holding in her hands were leaking red juice, dripping down drop by drop to the ground along her white hands, but Meimei was completely unaware of it.
"Does the princess have a grudge against the flowers? Look at how the flowers have been kneaded by you. It's not a big deal if the flowers are ruined. It's not easy to remove all the flower juice on your hands..."
King Yun suddenly took two steps forward, grabbed Meimei's little hand, gently opened the tightly clenched jade fingers, took the white silk silk handed over by the butler, and gently helped Meimei wipe her hands.
The original nervousness turned into confusion because of his sudden action. When his hand touched hers, Meimei trembled slightly, and she froze there, looking at the sudden "
"Abnormal" King Yun, his beautiful heart was beating uneasily.
Feeling her suspicious gaze, King Yun could only sigh softly. The soft touch on his hand intimately teased his disorderly beating heart. He really wanted to hold her just like that, but...
…
She was afraid of him. He was her husband and her husband. How could she be afraid of him? Even though she was only kind-hearted, there was only fear and suspicion in her eyes. Did he really hurt her this much?
Regret spread in her heart again, and Meimei looked stiffly at the handsome face that had changed color. Did she unintentionally offend the moody man again? Her heart was shaking, but she couldn't say a good word.
Xiaoju knelt on the side, her whole body shaking violently.
"Prince Xuan, Concubine Xuan, Prince Xuan, comes to the palace!"
A guard ran in, breaking the strange stalemate in the courtyard. King Yun let go of Meimei's hand, and Meimei let out a long breath, and took a step back.
"Princess, I will seek justice for them!"
The cold voice floated back slowly, and Meimei looked at the back of the figure who had turned away long ago in confusion, her eyebrows wrinkled in confusion: Who are they referring to? What is the so-called justice?
"Princess, maybe the prince has never told you, right? Xiaoju and Mammy's coma this time was caused by the girl Xi'er who was next to Concubine Xuan. If the prince said this, he should be trying to settle the score with Concubine Xuan and Xi'er.
!”
Seeing Meimei's confusion, Guzi explained considerately. After Meimei heard this, she was actually shocked. What did Xi'er do? Then why didn't King Yun explain to him? If he explained it, wouldn't it reduce his misunderstanding of him?
?And that Xi'er, why did she harm Xiaoju and Nanny? She likes King Yun, and she should be the only one she hates so much. Does she need to vent her anger on her servants? Moreover, she still uses it like this
A vicious way?
It turns out that servants are really worthless in their eyes. The lives of two people were taken care of in the blink of an eye. But King Yun, Meimei is really curious about how he will get her servants back.
A fair one. Will he kill Xi'er or punish Xi'er? Will the Queen be willing? If the Queen disagrees, will he fall out with his own mother because of the two servants?
"Then I'm going to give it a try! Guzi, I'm really curious, what will King Yun do to Concubine Xuan's favorite girl?"
Meimei smiled lightly, with a sarcastic light in her eyes. For Concubine Xuan, this justice is probably hard enough to ask for. But she will not let the two of them suffer in vain. If there is a chance in the future, she will definitely teach this person a lesson.