Chapter 8
Meng Qinghuan's eyes were narrowed, secretly looking at the situation in the outer hall.

The middle-aged man in the bright yellow dragon robe held Ye Junli's shoulders tightly with both hands.Wei Wei's old and excited voice was slightly trembling: "Li'er, it's really you. My good son, you're finally back."

Tears poured down, even Meng Qinghuan was a little moved.It has to be said that Ye Tingjiang loves Ye Junli's son very much. Originally, if all goes well for Ye Junli's southern expedition, the crown prince will be his.

Unexpectedly, the entire Long Teng army was wiped out, and even Ye Junli died tragically on the battlefield.

Now that their father and son meet, they are very happy.

Meng Qinghuan was feeling it when he suddenly heard someone shout: "Third brother, it's great that you are alive. Father heard that your mausoleum was struck by lightning, so he sent all the officials to investigate. God bless me, Ye Zhao, Bringing you back from the dead, third brother, is really the blessing of the father and the people of the world!"

This person was impassioned, and Meng Qinghuan was contemptuous when he heard it.

"Isn't this the prince's blessing?" Ye Junli's casual words, which sounded casual, made everyone break out in a cold sweat.

Prince?Has the Yezhao Kingdom registered a crown prince?Meng Qinghuan was startled suddenly, she didn't dare to vent her anger, she just closed her eyes and listened quietly to their conversation.

"Third brother, please listen to my younger brother's explanation. At the time when the third brother died in battle, the emperor was in grief, and all the officials were terrified. Because of the hearts of the people in Anjiangshan, the emperor had no choice but to appoint me as the prince. Now that the third brother has returned safe and sound. In terms of talent and strategy, I can't compare to the third brother, and I would like to beg my father today to abolish my position as the crown prince."

As Ye Xuanjin said, he lifted his robe and knelt in front of Ye Tingjiang, his face was a little moved by what he said.

Meng Qinghuan secretly laughed in her heart, this prince's play is very good, it is really clever to retreat to advance!
It's just that I don't know how to deal with Ye Junli, a monster?
She was thinking about it, but she heard Ye Junli smile heartily: "Fifth brother, look at what you said, since you have been crowned the crown prince, and you have no faults, and the father is not a fool, how can you abolish the crown prince casually? What? When you lose your virtue, it’s not too late to ask for the abolition.”

The room was suddenly silent again. Meng Qinghuan lay on the bed and endured it for a long time before suppressing that smile.

This night Junli is indeed a monster. To dare to say such a thing in front of the emperor and the prince really trampled the prince's face. I have to say that this monster is simply willful.

"Fifth brother, third brother made a joke with you, don't mind." Ye Junli saw Ye Xuanjin's face was dark and ugly, he twitched his lips, smiled and helped Ye Xuanjin up, so relaxed One sentence covered this matter up.

Ye Tingjiang naturally knew that their brothers had always been at odds, and they had often confronted each other in front of them.

Ye Tingjiang frowned and said to Ye Junli: "Li'er, I brought the imperial doctor here and asked them to take a good look at you. Right now, father can't bear the pain of losing a son, so the only way is to let the imperial doctor After you have recuperated your body well, Father will be at ease."

Meng Qinghuan's heart was shaken, thinking to herself what to do now?
Unexpectedly, Ye Junli responded in a warm voice: "Thank you, my lord!" He sat on the chair while speaking, and the imperial doctor waiting outside the door began to feel his pulse after seeing the ceremony.

The old imperial doctor put his finger on Ye Junli's wrist, his eyes froze slightly.

"How is King Xuan's health?" Ye Tingjiang and the others were anxious, seeing that the imperial doctor hadn't stopped, he couldn't help asking.

The imperial doctor stroked his beard, stood up and bowed slightly to Ye Tingjiang, and replied: "His Royal Highness Xuan Wang is a lucky person, I see his pulse is strong and healthy, and he is in good health, which is really a great blessing."

 "How is this going?Why does Ye Junli have a pulse? "

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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