The witch comes into my arms

Hanyue picked up the pile of scrolls and placed them next to Xia Yuan.

The scroll is a picture scroll, depicting beautiful girls. Although they are not as good as Han Yue and Leng Qiu, and slightly worse than Bi Xin, they are still rare beauties.

Putting down the scroll, he wondered, what did his mother and concubine do with the woman's portrait for him?

He thought about the words of Han Yue in Bailu Cave, and his expression froze.

Really kiss?

"They are all girls. I made a rough selection. Just decide which one you like." Concubine Shu lay back on the bed and spoke lazily.

"None of them."

"Let's make do with it. These are already the most beautiful among the legitimate daughters. You can't marry a concubine, right?"

"Don't give in."

"If you marry the princess, you can take action against Hanyue! When the princess becomes pregnant, I will also give you Bixin!"

Bi Xin's mood was stable and she had long been accustomed to her empress's talk.

"I'm still young." Xia Yuan is not ready to get married for the time being. King Zhennan is not dead yet, and the future of the country's destruction often replays in his mind.

And none of these women are particularly good-looking.

"You're still young?" Concubine Shu looked down rudely, "Then, how about marrying your little Leng Qiu?"

Putting aside why she married Leng Qiu when she was young, Leng Qiu is still a child!

"In a few years."

"You are not young anymore. The prince is as big as you, and he has already enlarged the belly of the princess."

"hold on."

"Wait until when?"

"Wait until King Zhennan dies."

Fine dust swirled in the sunlight, and the room was silent. Bi Xin looked at him in surprise.

The status of King Zhennan was as noble as that of the crown prince, and he was the pillar of Ning State. She didn't understand why Xia Yuan mentioned King Zhennan, and why he wanted King Zhennan to die.

Concubine Shu stopped smiling and her expression became rarely serious. At this moment, she really had the temperament of a mother who cares about the world.

She was noncommittal and turned to ask another question: "I heard from the prince that you dreamed about the destruction of your country and your family."

"Yes."

Concubine Shu lowered her eyes, remained silent for a long time, and then changed the topic again: "The Bailu Cave you discovered is pretty good. There are no cultivation restrictions. Even the cave can be entered. You..."

Her voice gradually became lower, like water mist, being evaporated by the heat of the sun, and her thoughts turned into a sigh in her heart.

She closed her eyes, rubbed her forehead, and waved her hand: "I'm exhausted, you can go down."

Bi Xin led Xia Yuan and Han Yue out of the dormitory.

Her mood was depressed because of her silence.

She realized that even the quirky Empress had hidden sorrows hidden in her heart, just like the idle Seventh Prince, who also had ambitions that she was unaware of.

King of Zhennan?

Bi Xin had never seriously thought about the existence of King Zhennan before, just like she had never thought about His Majesty and the Crown Prince. How could such a noble person be placed in her humble mind?

Now she had to wonder.

Why did the Seventh Highness want King Zhennan to die? Why did the empress not blame her, but instead vaguely agreed?

What does it mean to dream about the destruction of the country and the destruction of the family?

She turned to look at His Highness Seventh, only to see His Highness's palms hugging Han Yue's waist.

In broad daylight, still in the palace of the empress, what a demeanor!

She immediately cast a stern look and drove away His Highness Seventh Prince's dirty hands.

This scene did not deepen her sorrow, but made her feel at ease and happy.

No matter what happens in the future, at least for now, the Seventh Highness is still the Seventh Highness, the spring scenery is still the same, the Ning Kingdom is strong and the harem is harmonious.

It would have been better if His Majesty Seventh Prince hadn't put his hand on her waist.

"Your Highness, you are already sixteen. There are differences between men and women, masters and servants." She pushed away Xia Yuan's palm.

"I thought the look just now was an invitation." Xia Yuan touched Bi Xin's waist again before retracting his hand honestly.

Among the many beauties he had seen, Han Yue, Leng Qiu and Concubine Mu were the only ones, followed by Bi Xin and the Queen.

Han Yue was indulgent and Leng Qiu was obedient, neither of them would refuse Xia Yuan's touch that was not excessive. Only Bi Xin always refused.

If Han Yue is the kind sister and Leng Qiu is the soft sister, then Bi Xin is the strict mother.

"This servant is going to ask for a sign for the sword washing pool for His Highness. Should Your Highness sit in the palace and wait, or should you go back to the palace first?" Bi Xin talked about business.

The Sword Washing Pool is not in the palace, but deep in the mountains behind Yongning City. It is managed by the Royal Horse Supervisor. The Royal Horse Supervisor is a military department composed of eunuchs in the palace, directly under Emperor Ning.

If you want to wash the sign of the sword pool, you have to apply to Emperor Ning, and then go to the Royal Horse Prison to pick it up. The process is cumbersome, and it takes at least half a day to go back and forth.

Xia Yuan was too lazy to wait. He and Han Yue got into the carriage and returned to the Prince of Chu's Mansion.

Wait until Bi Xin comes, and then send it to his house.

After bidding farewell to Xia Yuan, Bi Xin was called by Concubine Shu again and took three exercises to the Yangxin Hall.

Concubine Shu's prophecy was very accurate. After seeing "Five Tigers Broken Door Sword", "Nine Waves" and "Bingxin Sword Curse", Emperor Ning smiled and ordered the eunuch beside him to take Bi Xin to the Royal Horse Prison to get the sign.

"Look, your seventh brother brought it back." Emperor Ning arranged the three exercises on the table and looked at the prince proudly.

"Congratulations, father." Xia Wuya glanced at Emperor Ning's face, feeling that he looked like a parent showing off their children's school results.

"Send this one to the army, this one to the Royal Horse Prison, and this one to the Hidden Sword Pavilion." Emperor Ning quickly finished allocating the three exercises.

Just sending it doesn't mean you can practice it at will, it needs to be redeemed with merit. Although the unconditional distribution of good skills can effectively improve the strength of the masters under the sect, without these skills, why should those masters serve the royal family?

The human heart is the most important thing.

Unfortunately, the hearts of the people in the south have dispersed.

The smile on Emperor Ning's face disappeared: "What else did Yuan'er say about that dream?"

"My son didn't ask in detail." Xia Wuya replied.

Before Bi Xin came, he had just told his father Xia Yuan's dream about the destruction of his country and his family.

"Father, am I, Daning, really..." Xia Wuya couldn't help but ask.

Emperor Ning raised his palm to stop the question.

He didn't want to answer, and couldn't answer.

"It's probably a hexagram inheritance." He changed the subject.

Hexagrams, also known as arithmetic, can deduce heavenly secrets and peek into the future. This is a strange art that has a great reputation, but very few people have mastered it.

"Father, are you saying that the seventh brother has inherited a hexagram technique?" Xia Wuya was surprised, "Then his dream..."

"The future is not static!" Emperor Ning interrupted him.

"I heard that the hexagram technique is difficult to cultivate. It all depends on chance. Seventh Brother is really lucky."

Emperor Ning smiled and said: "It's good. Look, the guy who was originally the most inconspicuous can actually make meritorious deeds."

He took the folded book on one side and spread it out: "I got a good cave, killed the dragon crossing the river, discovered and cut off the way for King Zhennan to smuggle weapons."

Xia Wuya's heart moved, and he praised: "The space of Bailu Cave is vast, and there are no restrictions on cultivation. It can station military camps and guard Yongning City; Crossing the River Dragon is one of the faces of King Zhennan in Yongning City, and his title is also disrespectful. Although the arms smuggling is not serious, it has uncovered a traitor in the Ministry of War. The seventh brother has made great achievements in this trip."

Emperor Ning glanced sideways at him and understood his little intention. Without revealing it, he asked: "What do you think would be a good reward for your seventh brother?"

Xia Wuya's words were inviting rewards for Xia Yuan.