Deep Palace Conspiracy: My son will sit on the dragon throne and I will be the queen mother

Yang Shan raised her eyes and saw the person clearly, "It turns out to be His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince. I am the princess who was rude."

Chengxuan handed over the handkerchief in his hand and said with a smile, "Your Highness Princess Roujia, what are you talking about here? You are Wanjin's guest. You are enjoying the breeze in this imperial garden. We have not treated you well."

Yang Shan also knew Chengxuan well, and she only maintained a superficial courtesy towards him, "Your Highness, the Fourth Prince, said something serious."

The two were walking and talking in the imperial garden.

"My prince heard that Goryeo is currently facing foreign aggression. I think Princess Roujia also wants to do her part for her country."

Yang Shan smiled bitterly, "His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, like me, is a member of the royal family. We cannot be too selfish in the face of state affairs."

Chengxuan nodded and agreed with Yang Shan's words, "That's natural. There is one thing that Princess Roujia should know. Since the father has accepted the worship of His Majesty the Emperor of Korea and Princess Roujia, it means that he still wants to Help Gao Li."

Yang Zhuo and Yang Shan naturally knew this. Wanjin was a big country and Emperor Yinde was a wise king. This was why they came all the way to worship in Wanjin.

"What the Fourth Prince wants to say, you can say it directly." Yang Shan asked deliberately. She knew what Chengxuan wanted to say.

"My prince naturally wants to help Goryeo. If you and I get married, Goryeo will never have foreign troubles again. Princess Roujia should understand this."

"To put it bluntly, the second and third emperor brothers are of high birth, but Princess Roujia cannot reach them."

"You came here just because you wanted to be safe, didn't you?"

"And this prince can guarantee that His Royal Highness Princess Roujia may be given the position of head wife."

Yang Shan looked calm on the surface, but in her heart she looked down on the fourth prince Chengxuan.

But she said it herself and it didn't count.

"I understand the wishes of His Highness the Fourth Prince. In this way, when waiting for His Majesty Emperor Wan Jin's Longevity Festival, can I come over and give His Highness the Fourth Prince an answer?"

Chengxuan nodded, it was June now, and there were only four months left until Emperor Yinde's Wanshou Festival. With the situation in Goryeo, it was not certain whether they could survive until Emperor Yinde's Wanshou Festival.

"Okay, Princess Roujia, don't let me and Wan Jin down." Chengxuan said this with a condescending tone.

On the day Yang Zhuo and Yang Shan left, although Emperor Yinde did not come out to see them off in person, he sent many of the emperor's heirs over.

The second prince Chengjue, the third prince Chengze, the fourth prince Chengxuan, Princess Ningle Yi'an, the second princess Wenjing, the third princess Yunshu and Shixian all came.

When Yang Zhuo and Yang Shan were welcomed before, Shixuan came as the second prince's companion, but now they came as Princess Ning Le's quasi-consort.

Everyone abided by the rules, stood face to face, and bowed slightly. No one knew what would happen to the two countries in the future.

Yang Shan's eyes stayed more on Yi'an, Chengjue and Chengxuan.

But for some reason, Yi An didn't look at her, and the meaning was already obvious.

If they really choose Chengxuan, they may really be opposites in the future.

Chengjue and Yang Zhuo said a few polite words, and then joined everyone in watching Yang Zhuo and Yang Shan go away.

As soon as Yang Zhuo and Yang Shan left the border of Wanjin, they received many memorials.

On the carriage, Yang Zhuo was reviewing the memorial, and Yang Shan was studying ink for him.

One letter was opened to ask Yang Shan to come to Wanjin for marriage, and the other letter was opened to beg an envoy from another country to marry Yang Shan.

It seems that the only state affairs of Goryeo Kingdom is this one.

Yang Zhuo was a little impatient, so he waved these memorials.

The personal eunuch hurriedly knelt on the carriage to clean up. Yang Shan also went over and picked up a few memorials and read them.

"Xiaoshan." Yang Zhuo cried out distressedly. He didn't want his biological sister to go through all this, but with the current national strength of Goryeo, who could it compete with?

Who should I fight with to avoid death?

"Both Xiongnu and Zishang want to marry me." Yang Shan said this lightly, but in fact it was more helpless.

"I heard that the fourth prince of Wanjin said that day..."

Before Yang Zhuo finished speaking, Yang Shan went over and took his arm, "Brother, I can marry the fourth prince Wan Jin."

Yang Zhuo sighed slightly. He also knew the background of the fourth prince. His biological mother was unconscious and his adoptive mother had entered the cold palace.

"On the surface, I can marry the fourth prince, but in fact, the person I want to help is not him." Yang Shan's tone was particularly serious, which was the result of her careful consideration.

"Second Prince?" Yang Zhuo had already guessed what she was thinking.

"It can also be said that the person I helped was not Shen Chengjue, but Wan Jin's future heir."

During her stay in Wanjin, Yang Shan had already seen clearly the situation in Wanjin. Whether it was in terms of status, Emperor Yinde's love, or the power in the court, there was a 90% chance that the second prince would inherit the throne. many.

"Four of Wan Jin's current five princes are of the same mind as the second prince. I am not that stupid and will not follow Shen Chengxuan to death, but on the surface, I have to do this."

"The reason why Shen Chengxuan wants to marry me is because he has a crush on Goryeo's soldiers and horses. I know this better than anyone else."

"If he really wants to use Goryeo to rebel in the future, Goryeo will only end up dead. If I secretly help the second prince collect evidence of Shen Chengxuan's rebellion, it will be a big help for him on the way to the throne and let him This future king of Wanjin owes Goryeo a debt of gratitude."

Yang Zhuo held him in his arms distressedly, "Who knows how Shen Chengxuan will use you? You are fighting alone in Wanjin, how can my brother let you go?"

After all, Yang Shan was only less than ten years old. If it hadn't been for the sudden death of the late Emperor of Goryeo, she wouldn't have had to endure this, at least, she wouldn't have had to endure it so early.

"I'm not alone, I have Sister An An and the others."

"Maybe they will all help me."

Su Qingyao and others also knew what Cheng Xuan said to Yang Shan. It was nothing more than threats and wooing, and it was really a good plan.

Yi'an has inevitably been a little disappointed recently. If Yang Shan really becomes Chengxuan's person in the future, they will never be able to race horses together in this life.

Yi'an finished reviewing today's homework and was about to go to bed when Gao Jiang's voice came to mind from outside, "Your Highness, the silk and satin from Jiangnan has arrived."

"Come in." Yi An ordered, and then sat down at the sandalwood table.

Gao Jiang came in with some pieces of Jiangnan's finest silk and satin. Yi'an was going to give him a robe on Shixu's birthday. They were made of the best materials he got at his own clothing store.

Yi'an touched the silk satin and was very satisfied.

Between the two pieces of silk satin, there were two letters.

One letter was written by Yi'an's cousin, with only a few words, "One thousand taels, let Shangguan Shixu get the silver." ’

Yi'an snorted disdainfully. She was the boss, so naturally she had the final say.

There is also a letter with four words written on the cover, ‘Sister An An. ’

Yi'an immediately thought of Yang Shan and casually ordered, "Eunuch Gao, tell them all to get down."