The reborn concubine becomes a concubine

Chapter 72 You Think Too Much
"But I don't want to be your pawn, how do you think I should compensate you?" Originally, she had her own plan, but because of the gift of marriage, she had to deal with the monsters in the palace from time to time. It's not worth it anyway.

Su Yuan raised his eyebrows, "It's a big deal, I'll turn a blind eye when you do things in the future."

"Are you so sure that I have something for you?"

"Whether there is or not, if you are smart enough, you will know whose words carry the most weight in today's Great Yan Kingdom." Su Yuan raised his eyes, sighing secretly that time flies, the little girl back then has grown into a slim figure.

"Actually, I've always been curious. According to the national teacher's ability, even if he wants to take over the world, no one can stop him..."

The corners of Su Yuan's pretty lips raised an arc, "I don't do that exhausting work. In comparison, even the emperor listens to me, wouldn't it be more interesting."

"..." Hearing this, Cui Shiyan looked over with teasing eyes. She had heard many rumors that the emperor of the Great Yan Kingdom had been obsessed with male sex in recent years, had no intention of governing, and did not enter the harem, which led to the withering of his children. I have to urge the eighteenth prince to remarry and give birth to a son so that he can inherit the great line. After all, the prince has blood from the Western Regions, so he has to guard against it.

In the final analysis, isn't it all thanks to the evildoer in front of me?

"Girl, what are you thinking?" Why did Su Yuan have a bad premonition.

Cui Shiyan: "Actually, the Empress Dowager hates you... Tsk tsk, what is your purpose, who do you want to support to be in power? Could it be the crown prince?"

"..." Su Yuan had a hunch that Cui Shiyan must be thinking too much, this little girl's mind has always been very clear, "You think too much."

In the past, Cui Shiyan wanted to sit in this cloud sedan chair, which has cushions, an incense burner, and a low table for making tea and eating. It is white during the day and black at night. It feels so refreshing to fly in the air, "You Can I borrow this sedan chair?" They would be very happy if Yan Ji and Shu Shirui were invited to sit with them.

"I'm sorry, I'm a clean freak and I'm not used to sharing things with others." Su Yuan flatly refused.

"Didn't I also come up, or you pulled me up, are you going to kill me next?" Su Yuan gave her the feeling that she was both an enemy and a friend. She couldn't guess what this man wanted to do. I told her that Su Yuan is both righteous and evil, with a volatile personality, not an easy person to get along with. He might get close to people at one moment, but send them to hell the next. So Cui Shiyan has some reservations. Words, she still has the ability to talk nonsense.

There was a smile on Su Yuan's beautiful face, he took a sip from his teacup, his mellow voice was slightly displeased, "You think I am willing to let you come up? Someone insists on seeing you."

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Xiangfu the next day.

"Master, His Royal Highness is here."

"His Royal Highness?" Cui Yue frowned. The prince has been a little weird recently. He just passed by the Prime Minister's mansion "on the way" a while ago, and said he wanted to come in for a sit-down. Today is fine, he didn't even make excuses, and came directly to the door.

"My lord, could this prince have taken a fancy to our Minmin?" Mrs. Wu obviously didn't have a good rest. She woke up early in the morning and her heart was still pounding. It was the prince's idea.

"It's good to be able to climb up to the prince, but I'm afraid that things are not as simple as we thought."

How could Cui Yue not know that the crown prince is a big tree, there are not many dragons on the throne, and even few promising ones, Yan Xianyou is the one who has the best chance to rise to the top, not to mention that he is in the East Palace, but the emperor has never been cold to this crown prince It's not hot, if you're happy, send something, if you're unhappy, it's all wrong for the prince to drink saliva.

(End of this chapter)