"No courtesy." Emperor Meng smiled and stretched out his hand, motioning for the third prince to sit across from him, and then gave the personal attendant a look, asking him to put out tea and snacks.

The personal chamberlain understood and took away the other people who were serving him when he left, leaving enough space for the royal father and son.

Tea and snacks were placed, and the palace attendants came and left without making a sound from the beginning to the end. Their chassis was stable and their footsteps were light. An expert would know at a glance that these people are by no means good.

Looking at the third prince's face, Emperor Meng's eyes showed a trace of nostalgia, as if he was looking at another person through him, with countless regrets and love flowing through his eyes.

Naturally, Nan Yi had never seen such a look. If she had seen it, no matter how stupid she was, she would not think that she had control over Emperor Meng.

The third prince remained motionless, as if he was used to Emperor Meng looking for the shadow of another person in him. He silently poured a cup of tea for the other person, poured it for himself, and took a sip.

After savoring it carefully, a hint of dissatisfaction appeared on his face.

Emperor Meng came back to his senses, picked up the tea cup, drank it in a big gulp, and said, "What kind of wind is blowing today that you choose to come to see me at this time?"

"But something happened? It doesn't look like you are dissatisfied with the tea, but you are dissatisfied with some situation in the palace?"

The third prince shook his head and said: "How can I ask about my father's harem? If I don't care, I will never be dissatisfied. I am just worried about the current situation and my father."

Emperor Meng raised his eyebrows in an encouraging manner, signaling the third prince to speak boldly so that he could take this opportunity to test his son's recent studies.

"When I return to my father, I boldly suggest that if there is anything wrong, please forgive me for your sins." The third prince thought for a moment, stood up and saluted, and after receiving Emperor Meng's consent, he looked towards the woods beside him. .

There happened to be a breeze blowing, stirring the hem of the third prince's clothes, and a sentence with a low tone but a chilling content came out just like that.

"The Emperor of Ju State cannot live anymore. In order to avoid long nights and endless dreams, my sons and ministers suggested that my father take the first step and kill the Emperor of Ju State. Once he dies, the Ju State will be leaderless, with no one to take charge of the overall situation, and it will be like a trapped beast."

"..." Emperor Meng opened his eyes wide and looked at the third prince in disbelief. After talking about the country, Meng's goal was the country of Ju, but he should not be too hasty. Has his son been stimulated by anything?

Meeting Emperor Meng's eyes, the third prince took a deep breath and said, "My son is not just talking nonsense, but after careful consideration."

"The importance of Ju State is not only understood by Meng State. Due to the current situation, Meng State is not allowed to touch Ju State's territory. In this way, there is no guarantee that other countries will not secretly plot to undermine our Meng State layout."

"It's a long night. Instead of passively enduring it, it's better to take the initiative and kill the Emperor of Ju directly, causing them to fall into the chaos of seizing the throne. By then, no matter how many plans other countries have, there will be nothing they can do."

Emperor Meng narrowed his eyes and remembered that the spies in Ju recently had brought back only trivial information with no value at all. He thought about Yu and Jin again and nodded decisively.

Didn't Meng Guo's ability to reach where he is today step by step rely on the word "ruthless"? Just killing the Emperor of Ju is nothing.

The moment they reached a consensus, the father and son looked at each other and smiled. Emperor Meng stood up, walked to the third prince, stretched out his hand to hold his shoulders, and said: "You are the future of Meng, father is relieved!"

The third prince's expression remained unchanged, and he hugged Emperor Meng and whispered: "Father, don't worry too soon. There are still many places where the son needs to rely on his father."

Emperor Meng smiled and said, "I will teach you and make you a more qualified emperor than me!"

If anyone knew about this conversation between father and son, they would be shocked to see that Emperor Meng valued the third prince so highly. He obviously didn't treat anyone with pretentious remarks.

However, some old people who followed Emperor Meng had a clear look on their faces and thought this was a reasonable thing.

Everyone knows that the third prince is the youngest son of the late Empress Yuan. His status as a legitimate son certainly puts him at a certain distance from the other princes.

The Empress of the Yuan Dynasty and the Emperor of the State of Meng were childhood sweethearts who shared adversities together. They had a deep relationship and a very close friendship. As a result, she gave birth to three sons to the Emperor of the State of Meng.

It was a pity that the first two could not be saved. After giving birth to the third prince, Empress Yuan died of illness due to her weak body and continued postpartum bleeding. She asked Emperor Meng to break his liver and intestines.

The Empress of the Yuan Dynasty left the last two sentences to Emperor Meng. One was "I only hope that Xuan Lang will rule the world and be happy and worry-free", and the other was "Be kind to our children."

With his beloved's last words echoing in his ears and her breath still lingering in his arms, Emperor Meng secretly vowed to raise his young son in his arms and pass everything on Meng to him in the future.

As for whether the child could shoulder the important task or not, Emperor Meng did not hesitate at all. If he taught carefully, even a rotten tree could grow into a pillar.

Facts have proved that Emperor Meng's oath has not expired, and the third prince has indeed lived up to his expectations and has become his pride.

But Nan Yi didn't know this, and the concubines in the harem didn't know much either. Who made Emperor Meng never show his respect for the third prince in front of others?

They only saw the third prince coming to pay respects to Emperor Meng, but he was always sent away hastily within a quarter of an hour. The other princes were treated normally, so they could not see Emperor Meng's intentions.

Although the risk of fighting for the reserve is high, the temptation to win is irresistible. However, you can't figure out the emperor's heart. If you act rashly, it is easy to make a wedding dress for others, and everyone in the harem and the harem will tolerate it.

Nan Yi's appearance gave these people an opportunity to fish in troubled waters. They wanted to use her as a variable to figure out the direction, but when they found out that she might be enshrined as queen, they felt a surge in their hearts.

Some people refused to believe that Emperor Meng would be so confused and secretly plotted to prevent Nan Yi from ascending to the throne. Some people observed silently and stood still, while others did not take Nan Yi seriously from beginning to end.

For example, the imperial concubine and the third prince had the same purpose as Emperor Meng, they all wanted to squeeze out the value of Nanyi and increase the national strength of their mother country.

At this moment, the third prince and Emperor Meng happened to be talking about Nan Yi, with disdain in their eyes.

Seeing the presence of the third prince, Emperor Meng suddenly felt teasing and said: "Although Nan Yi is stupid, she still has beauty and ability. Aren't you worried that my father will really be attracted to her?" ?”

"Is she worthy?" The third prince asked without raising his eyes, and poured another cup of tea for Emperor Meng. Everything was in the tea. The tacit understanding between father and son never needed to be said.

Nan Yi was unaware of this and was immersed in the pride that she had controlled Emperor Meng's heart. On this day, she had nothing to do and left the palace with the token given by Emperor Meng.

She put on some disguise and walked on the street. Looking at the prosperous scene of Meng's imperial city, she felt a little dissatisfied. Although Meng's country was good, it was still far behind Yu's country.

At least the area of ​​​​this land is not comparable to that. The Imperial City of Yu State is twice as big as the Imperial City of Meng State. That damn Xuan Ziqing is so blind that he has caused her such grievances.

"Miss, your sachet has fallen." A gentle voice sounded, causing Nan Yi to come back to his senses. When he looked back, he saw a handsome young man in a dark blue robe with jasper hanging from his waist.

The young master was looking at Nan Yi with a smile. He bent down to pick up the sachet on the ground and handed it to her. "For such a beautiful woman, the sachet should be cherished and not covered with dust."

Nan Yi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Such a gentle and delicate man was one of her favorite types.

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