Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 499 There is no room for negotiation

Qiu Xin sat up abruptly, feeling pain in her lower abdomen from this excitement, Chen Wenyu hurriedly sent Li Lu to come for diagnosis and treatment, but fortunately there was no serious problem.

When Li Lu came out with the medicine box on her back, Ying'er entered the hall leisurely, her crisp voice made Qiu Xin's heart sink to the bottom of the valley.

"The servant girl Yinger sees the concubine Wen. According to the order of the queen empress, the slave servant will serve in the Yilan Palace immediately until the empress gives birth."

In the Hall of Leyou, Ye Liyou was full of joy and went to toast the queen with a wine glass.

The mouth with two missing teeth spoke auspicious words, but the queen was extremely disgusted. She drank the wine in the glass and praised him for being more sensible.In addition, he was also told to work hard and forge ahead to relieve his father's worries.

"My son will definitely live up to my mother's expectations!"

Ye Liyou sat upside down, feeling as if he had eaten honey in his heart.Ye Zhaolin was dead, and only he and Ye Shijing were left. The queen mother asked him to help the father to share his worries. Could it be that he had already persuaded the father to make him the crown prince?
Ye Shijing naturally also heard that sentence, his eyes froze, he was better than Ye Liyou in everything, but he always bowed his head in terms of identity.

To start as soon as possible!
After the banquet.

Ye Shijing pretended to be out of the palace with Ling Yue by chance.

"Yue'er, I haven't seen Ah Yun for a long time, did he write to you in Hengcheng?"

Ling Yue was very disgusted that he called her like that, but her mouth was on him, so what if she didn't like it?

Casually perfunctory: "No, the letter has never been returned. Why did the Third Highness think of asking this?"

"Oh, nothing, just ask casually."

"If Your Highness has nothing else to do, the courtier will leave first."

Ling Yue quickened her pace to chase Ling Lie, Ye Shijing looked at Yi Gui behind her and fell into deep thought.

The person sent to investigate had already seen Chen Piaopiao, but when he came back to report the news, he went to the empty house. If he said there was no secret hidden, who would believe it?
But what secret is hidden?
"Miss, the Third Highness has been watching us." Yi Gui sneaked a glance, feeling really uncomfortable being stared at.

Ling Yue smiled and said, "It's not about us, it's about you. I guess I'm thinking about the reason for that person's disappearance."

"Shall we take a look?"

"If you miss her, you can go. She was your former master."

Ling Yue's teasing made Yi Gui's face blush, and he muttered: "You are the only master of this servant, and she is the enemy of this servant."

Ling Yue highly appreciated her awareness, and gave her three silver tickets: "Festival fee, and the other two are for Hongguo Qingyin."

"Okay, thank you Miss."

Yi Gui accepted it happily. She didn't know how much money she had saved now. Anyway, the eldest lady gave out money when she was in a good mood. Every time she rewarded her, she was rewarded more than the ten-year monthly money of other servants. How could she not let her Desperate?
When I was happy, I remembered something, thought about it, and held back until Lan Yuexuan said it.

"My servant received a letter from my sister today. She said that the old prince has not returned to Beijing for a long time, and Han Xu has not given up on the idea of ​​marriage. He has asked the queen mother to urge Nan Wang several times. I wonder if Nan Wang will kill him first and then play."

"Have you returned to Beijing yet?"

Ling Yue's eyes are straight, so unreliable?
She stayed in Dazheng for a month, and then went to Hengcheng for half a month. It has been more than two months since she returned to Kyoto, and the old prince is still hanging out?
Didn't the sister-in-law say that he fully agreed?

The old man won't go sightseeing with grandma and have fun, right?

As far as his happiness is important, is hers not worth mentioning?

Let him go, this marriage won't work anyway!
Yi Gui was thinking about how to comfort her, she had already healed herself.

"It's okay, there is no unparalleled road, take one step at a time!"

Da Zheng.

The Zihua Palace had just ended its hustle and bustle, but it had also returned to calm at this time.

The carriage stopped in front of the Nanwang Mansion, and Han Qianfeng and Han Ming got out of the carriage one after the other.

"Ming'er, follow me to the study."

During the banquet, Han Ruoying drank some wine and became more active than usual: "Father, do you want to give all the emperor's rewards to brother? I want to!"

"What does the girl's house look like when she smells of alcohol? Go back to sleep!"

Han Ruoying was especially afraid of his staring, even when she was drunk.

Neck shrunk, head drooped, leaned against the wall and went back to the room.

In the study room, the father and son each drank a cup of hangover tea and remained relatively silent.

During this period of time, the relationship between the father and son was extremely delicate, whether they were far or close, they were very alienated.

"You know about Daliang borrowing soldiers, right?"

"The boy knows."

"I plan to lend them 20 soldiers and horses, and you will command them."

Han Ming was taken aback, and then deep sadness welled up in his heart.

He wanted to completely oppose him and Da Zhou, leaving him no choice.

Seeing the emotion in his eyes, Han Qianfeng couldn't bear it, but he had to be ruthless, otherwise he wouldn't be able to keep him.

Although his father didn't return to Beijing, Ling Yue left Dazheng before he left Dazheng, and he received a letter from his father after he left.

There is only one sentence in the whole article: Do not force Ling Yue to marry Xu Er.

He didn't dare to disobey him, and the matter of marriage could only be discussed in a long-term manner.

The battle between Da Zhou and Daliang was in full swing, and it happened that Daliang came to ask for help. If he agreed, once Da Zhou was defeated, he would definitely ask for peace. As long as he hinted slightly, the marriage would naturally come to fruition.

That's not because he forced it!

Furthermore, Han Ming, as the commander-in-chief of Dazheng, must not be tolerated by Dazhou, and Ling Lie definitely did not dare to reveal his identity.When Ling Yue remarries and reunites his siblings, he will no longer have the intention of recognizing his ancestors and returning to his clan.

Han Qianfeng was very impressed with his resourcefulness, and made up his mind that he would never compromise.

"Why don't you talk?" He hates the quiet atmosphere, it's not like a father and son, it's like a game between opponents.

Han Ming sat quietly, his eyes focused on a certain point directly in front of him.

"Da Zhou and Da Zheng have always lived in peace and harmony, but the father has the heart to let the people fall into the flames of war for his own selfishness?"

His voice was peaceful with helplessness and sadness in helplessness.

Han Qianfeng only heard accusations.

"Bastard! Selfishness? As the regent of Dazheng, this king naturally has to consider the interests of Dazheng. If you help Daliang defeat Dazhou, Jinyincheng will not say it, and there will be one less threat. Who would say this king?" wrong?"

Han Ming smiled wryly and remained silent. In Han Qianfeng's eyes, this was a provocation to him.

"There is no room for negotiation on this matter. This king is just letting you know."

"My child has no combat experience. I am afraid that 20 soldiers will die. Father, please choose someone else to be in command."

Han Qianfeng's eyes were cold, and he clenched his hands behind his back, "Experience is all from scratch. Besides, you have been taught by your grandfather and you are familiar with military books. It's time to make achievements on the battlefield. Don't talk about it anymore, just step back."

Han Qianfeng turned his back and listened to the movement in the room.

After a sigh, the door was gently closed.

Han Qianfeng sighed heavily, put down the tea, and drank cup after cup.

Until Nan Wangfei came in.

"Zhaohui, why haven't you rested yet?" He patted her hand while breathing out alcohol.

"I can't sleep." Nan Wangfei poured him a cup of tea and suppressed some alcohol, "Qianfeng, Ming'er was in a low mood just now, but he didn't say what it was. I was in a hurry, he just asked me what I wanted wish."

(End of this chapter)