The tyrant family read my heart and doted on me.

"I want to marry him."

"Miss, I'm going to find out right now."

Qiao'er was very happy that her young lady finally found someone who looked right to her.

No matter how much money she spent, she still wanted to find out who this person was.

But after asking for a long time, no one knew the person the young lady had eyes for.

After she went back to report to Sun Xiaoyun, Sun Xiaoyun was a little disappointed, but she did not give up. She also said: "Although he has left and I cannot catch up with him and ask him who he is, I believe that he will still enter the palace."

"At that time, I will ask him who he is."

"I will have to go to the palace more often in the future."

Qiao'er thought for a moment and said: "Miss, how about I go and find out who the child is in the arms of the noble master? As long as you find out the identity of the child, you can find out the identity of the noble master."

"Qiaoer, you are so smart, go quickly."

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Jiujiu noticed that the third prince's air pressure was a little low, and asked in confusion: "Third brother, you seem to be unhappy. You have been unhappy ever since you first saw that young lady in the Royal Garden."

"Did that young lady hurt you?"

The third prince didn't want to hide it from Jiujiu. He wanted to tell Jiujiu that he and Sun Xiaoyun had broken off their engagement, but it was too difficult to talk about it.

He will never forget that Sun Shangshu whispered to him in the imperial study room: "You are so ugly? How can you be embarrassed to marry a wife? How can you be embarrassed to marry my beautiful daughter? Do you want my daughter to put a flower in the cow?" On the dung? You cow dung."

Sun Xiaoyun also tried every means to see him at several palace banquets and humiliated him in various ways.

She called him cow dung and said he deserved to die for being so ugly.

Even if his life span is not up, he should realize the truth and end it on his own.

She even bribed the palace servants to poison his food so that he could poison him and get married that she didn't like.

If he and his mother hadn't been bullied for many years and were cautious, they would have died long ago.

He hates it!

The third prince gritted his teeth angrily.

An Guiren on the side saw that the third prince could not tell, so he helped the third prince and said: "Princess, the young lady you are talking about is Sun Xiaoyun, the daughter of Sun Shangshu who retired from the marriage of his third elder."

"The way she and her father broke off their engagement was a bit dirty. The third child suffered some humiliation and felt resentful, so he couldn't speak out. Don't blame the third child."

[Is she Sun Xiaoyun? 】

[The book writes about how she tried her best to break off the engagement with her third brother. A large part of the reason why the third brother became evil was also because of her. 】

【She is not a good person. 】

After the third prince heard Jiujiu's voice, he was a little confused. What is a book? How could he turn black? No way?

He is a good man, a great man.

Jiujiu said: "Sister Beauty, I don't blame Third Brother, don't worry."

Turning to look at the third prince, "Third brother, you will definitely meet a better person in the future, a hundred times, a thousand times better than that Sun Heyun."

"Thank you Jiujiu." Jiujiu's mouth is so sweet. He likes Jiujiu so much.

After arriving at the imperial study, Jiujiu would immediately run to Emperor Zhaoning in the past, open his arms and let Emperor Zhaoning hold him.

But at this moment, Jiujiu was nestled in the third prince's arms and refused to come down.

Emperor Zhaoning looked a little angry. Who is that person holding Jiujiu? Are you trying to compete with him? No eyesight at all.

Be careful, he will kill his nine tribes.

The third prince knelt down with Jiujiu in his arms and said, "My son, I pay homage to my father. Long live my father. Long live my father."

Emperor Zhaoning: "..."

He is actually his son?

His nine tribes are his nine tribes?

He actually wants to kill his own nine tribes?

The ancestor was afraid that he would be so angry that the coffin boards would not be able to cover it.

but--

"Which of my sons are you?"

Emperor Zhaoning put down the fold in his hand, rubbed his temples, and looked at the third prince inquiringly, but he couldn't tell which son he was.

Could it be that he had too many sons and forgot about them?

He looked at Fu'an beside him in confusion.

Fu'an shook his head.

Fu'an didn't know who the prince was holding the little princess.

In Fu'an's impression, the emperor did not have a son who was as handsome as a goblin!

Fu'an suddenly thought of something, and whispered in Emperor Zhaoning's ear in a panic: "Your Majesty, isn't this the kind of person you are living outside?"

"Impossible." Emperor Zhaoning sneered in a low voice: "Am I such a random person?"

"..." Fu'an looked like he didn't make any comments.

Your Majesty, you are only in your thirties, and you are not yet forty, but you have seventeen sons and one daughter. Do you think you are a promiscuous person?

Don’t you have an idea?

You actually asked me?

Emperor Zhaoning didn't know what Fu'an was thinking. He stood up and came to the third prince. He looked at the third prince for a while, and then looked at An Guiren next to the third prince.

An Guiren looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

The third prince did not ask his cheap father to recognize him and his mother. He took the initiative and said: "Reporting to my father, my son, Feng Tianyin, is the third prince."

Because the third prince was born on a cloudy day and had dense pockmarks on his face, which was ugly and made people feel bad, Emperor Zhaoning casually named him Feng Tianyin.

"It's you?"

Emperor Zhaoning remembered the third prince.

When the third prince was first born, he was so ugly that everyone in heaven was outraged. He almost couldn't hold it back and named the third prince Feng Tian Chou.

"Your face..." Emperor Zhaoning said in shock: "I remember you and your mother's faces were pockmarked. Where is the pockmark?"

Not only is the pockmark gone, but he also becomes so beautiful?

The third prince explained: "The pockmarks on my son's face are caused by toxins that cannot be removed from the body. Now that the toxins are removed, the pockmarks will naturally disappear."

"That's right!" Emperor Zhaoning nodded and said, "Now that your face is healed, don't stay in the palace all day long. Go out and move around more, and help the prince share his worries."

Because Emperor Zhaoning's face improved, his prejudice against the third prince naturally disappeared.

He intends to support the third prince.

"Thank you, father." The third prince thanked him.

After Emperor Zhaoning hummed, he extended his hand to the third prince. The third prince thought that Emperor Zhaoning wanted to shake hands with his father and son, so he held Jiujiu in one hand and freed up his other hand to hold Zhaoning's hand. Emperor Ning's hand.

Emperor Zhaoning: "......"

He was asking for his baby girl.

Who wants to shake hands with him?

At this time, Qin Tianjian suddenly came. He excitedly said to Emperor Zhaoning: "Your Majesty, a blessed girl has appeared. A blessed girl has appeared... What a sign..."

"The third prince's face is getting better thanks to Fu Nu."

"Fu Nu?" Emperor Zhaoning asked, "Who is that?"

It should be his precious daughter Jiujiu. Since Jiujiu came to him, she has helped him solve a lot of troubles. Without Jiujiu, the Western Chu Kingdom might really have perished in ten years.

However, Qin Tianjian said: "She is the daughter of King Duan, King of Sin, Feng Caiwei."

"Feng Caiwei?" Emperor Zhaoning questioned: "...Qin Tianjian, are you mistaken? How could it be her?"