Donggong Zhangjiao

When these two names were announced, Fang Yun's expression suddenly tightened.

She probably knew what Pei Yao was thinking.

Whether it was the queen's cousin, the son of the Zhang family, or the son of the Ye family, they were all good people that Pei Yao knew well and didn't need to be suspicious of.

If Princess Shuhui is married, there is no guarantee that the couple will be harmonious, but life will definitely go well.

But Yang Chengyu?

Asking Princess Shuhui to marry him was probably in the name of winning favors, but in reality, she was under surveillance.

Indeed, Pei Yao is the only sister who is of the right age, so it is most convenient to use Princess Shuhui's marriage to achieve this goal.

At that time, Pei Yao can also let Yang Chengyu and Princess Shuhui live in the Princess Mansion in Beijing for a long time on the grounds that he feels sorry for his younger sister.

In this way, the father and son in the Nanning Houfu were also separated.

Of course, the premise is that Yang Chengyu can finish the war alive and come back from northern Xinjiang.

So now Fang Yun whispered, "All four candidates are excellent, but Mr. Ye and Mr. Yang are still at the border. If the emperor chooses them, the princess's marriage will have to wait until the war. It’s over, is it done?”

"This battle has been going on for half a year. Shangyang Kingdom has not gained anything. The weather is getting colder and colder, and the battle in winter is more difficult. But we have survived it. When spring comes next year, if there is no accident, this battle should have results. ”

Pei Yao said in a deep voice.

The prerequisite for the lengthening of the battle line is that they have frequently taken advantage of each other, but Daqi stood firm on the border. The two armies fought back and forth, but in fact they did not take much advantage of each other.

In this case, the fight should not last long.

"So, does the Emperor want to wait until the war is over before deciding on Princess Shuhui's marriage?" Fang Yun said.

Pei Yao glanced at her and raised his eyebrows, "I'm asking for your opinion, but you're trying to trick me into telling you what I said."

"I think the emperor has a decision in his heart, but he just can't be ruthless, so I came to ask me, right?" Fang Yun tilted his head and stared at him.

After looking at each other for a while, Pei Yao took a long breath and smiled immediately.

"You are so good at reading people's hearts and you always guess what I am thinking."

"Yes, yes, I am a roundworm in the emperor's belly."

Fang Yun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"What are you talking about?" Pei Yao raised his hand and patted her waist and hips, "You're just talking nonsense."

Although his tone sounded like a scolding, there was clearly a smile on his face.

After this fuss, the atmosphere relaxed a lot.

Then Fang Yuncai said, "Since this is something that is not decided in a hurry, Your Majesty, let's not think about it for now. The answer will naturally come to light after a while."

"That's fine, I don't have time to think about this." Pei Yao said.

It can be said that the matter of choosing a consort for Princess Shuhui is over.

Fang Yun didn't want to really pick one out.

Who is she? She is just a concubine. She has to decide the princess's marriage. She is not a junior, but an equal.

One less person to offend is one less person to offend.

After all, marrying to Nanning Marquis is not a good marriage.

But among the people, marriage is still based on the parents' orders and the matchmaker's words, let alone the palace where the marriage is involuntary.

Princess Shuhui did not live a comfortable life when the late emperor was alive. After Pei Yao ascended the throne, she was truly pampered as a princess.

But how can these fine clothes, fine food, fine clothes and jewels be obtained for nothing?

Everything given has a price that has already been secretly marked.

Of course Pei Yao was cruel in doing this, but how could a person who was not cruel be able to secure the throne.

Putting aside these trivial worries, Fang Yun quickly brought the topic to other things.

But before the relaxed chat lasted long, Hong Zheng's knock on the door sounded outside.

"Your Majesty, someone is coming from Zhongcui Palace."

"What's the matter?"

Pei Yao couldn't help but frown and asked patiently. "Back to the emperor, he said that the third prince is unwell. Please come over and have a look." Hong Zheng replied outside.

Fang Yun sat next to Pei Yao, so he could naturally hear everything clearly.

Immediately before Pei Yao opened his mouth, he reached out and pulled him, curled his lips, half coquettishly, half teasingly.

"It is said that a long-term illness can cure one's own disease. The emperor has always been in good health, so how come he has become a doctor? Could it be that the emperor not only reads books on historical records and government affairs, but also studies on his own by reading medical books?"

Upon hearing this, Pei Yao, who was still frowning, couldn't help but chuckle.

He took her hand and raised his eyebrows, "Why do I feel jealous after hearing this?"

"Only others are allowed to be bitter, but I am not allowed to be jealous?" Fang Yun stretched out a finger and gently touched his palm, "Your Majesty is too partial."

"Am I biased?" Pei Yao narrowed his eyes, "If I were biased, I would get up and go to Zhongcui Palace right now. What are you doing here?"

As he spoke, the man immediately stood up.

And Fang Yun couldn't tell that he was deliberately teasing her, but if the emperor wanted to play, he had to play with him, right?

So he immediately acted like he was in a hurry and wouldn't let go when he pulled someone.

"Even if there is any discomfort, the emperor can't be cured with just a glance. He still has to wait for the doctor to come, so why bother the tired emperor to go for a trip? I am surprised that the third prince was fine before, why is he always feeling unwell this month? Woolen cloth!"

When she said this, Pei Yao tilted his head to look at her and refused to sit down.

Fang Yun bit his lip as if he was angry, "Your Majesty, please go. I will also go back to Yuzhang Palace to see Wan'er and Ji'er. No one wants us three."

After saying that, he turned his back.

At this moment, Pei Yao laughed out loud, put down his airs, reached out to hold her shoulders, and pulled her into his arms.

"Look at you, I just made a joke or two, and you're still annoyed."

While talking, he gave instructions to the outside world.

"Tell Concubine Yang that I will send Magistrate Guo to check on the third prince. I will also check whether the previous imperial physician's poor service is the reason why the third prince has been feeling unwell frequently this month."

"Yes, the servant obeys!"

Hong Zheng responded outside.

She turned around and looked at the maid from Zhongcui Palace who was still waiting at the bottom of the steps. She smacked her lips and went down to deliver the message.

"The Emperor is not here?"

In Zhongcui Palace, Si Qi stood at the door and listened to the message. When he heard the news, his face turned cold.

The little palace maid shrank and nodded.

"Yes, the emperor said that he will send Magistrate Guo to give the third prince a look, and also ask whether the imperial doctor who served him before was not doing his best."

"Okay, I understand, go down."

Si Qi waved her hands impatiently, turned around and entered the room.

Seeing her expression, Concubine Yang had already guessed what happened.

He asked the wet nurse to take the third prince away and said coldly.

"The Emperor isn't here, is he?"

"Yes." Si Qi replied in a low voice, "Empress, I don't know if the emperor is angry, or if Concubine Zhao said something in front of the emperor. The emperor said that he would ask Magistrate Guo to come and show it to the third prince."

Hearing this, Concubine Yang lowered her eyes and sneered.

"If she doesn't say it, who else will say it? The emperor really loves her. He can share his favor with anyone, except Concubine Zhao."

"Isn't that right? Last time, the emperor had dinner at Wan Liangyuan's place. As soon as we invited him, the emperor came." Si Qi nodded.

Concubine Yang snorted. "Your Majesty, just support her, climb high and fall heavy, I want to see how long she can be proud!"

Even though he said this, it was just a few words of complaint.

Concubine Yang was not stupid, but she still realized that it was no longer appropriate to often use the excuse of the third prince's illness to invite people, and she had to think of other ways.

As for Jingqian Palace, they didn't care about Concubine Yang's thoughts.

News has spread that Concubine Zhao will stay here tonight.