Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

During the afternoon wine-cooking activity, King Jin did not make any more trouble, but he was also not interested, and the banquet ended successfully in the end.

After seeing off the guests, before dinner time, Chu Xuanchi and Mo Zhaohua went to the backyard to rest. They were very tired after a busy day.

Mo Zhaohua returned to the west wing and lay down on the chaise longue. As the hostess, she couldn't sit still all the time. It was tiring to entertain guests.

Chu Xuanchi felt better sitting in a wheelchair. "Thank you for your hard work, Zhao Zhao. Many things that should have been done by me can only be done by Zhao Zhao."

Mo Zhaohua lay on his side, his face full of fatigue, "My husband has worked hard too. This is how hosting a banquet is. It's tiring no matter what."

Chu Xuanchi looked tired, "Then let's hold fewer banquets in the future. I don't like crowds, and I don't like trouble. It will save everyone trouble."

"That can't be helped. The necessary social engagements still need to be attended, unless your husband doesn't plan to stay in Shengjing and doesn't need these connections."

As the saying goes, it is impolite not to reciprocate. If Chu Xuanchi wants to stay, he can only accept these exchanges and maintain interpersonal relationships.

"I would like to go back to Southern Xinjiang, but it is not up to me to decide. It depends on whether my father agrees. For the time being, I can only work hard."

Chu Xuanchi didn't like the intrigues in Shengjing City, but as a prince, if he didn't have a fiefdom, it would be best for him to stay under the emperor's nose.

Mo Zhaohua changed the subject, "Strange, why did King Jin suddenly become quiet? This is not like his temperament and style."

"Something is indeed wrong. Is there any conspiracy behind this?" Chu Xuanchi had been thinking about this matter and was on guard against King Jin.

"It should be related to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. When we were admiring the plum blossoms this morning, I saw the Crown Prince visiting Prince Jin. The two of them dismissed their attendants and talked for a few words."

Wuying knew that they wanted to rest, so he didn't follow them in. He stayed in the outer room with Huaying and the others, but he could still hear what was said inside through the bead curtain.

"That's probably because of what Prince Jin said before. If the prince really makes trouble in front of the emperor, Prince Jin will not get any good results."

Chu Xuanchi just didn't want to respond to Prince Jin. Otherwise, with Prince Jin's provocations so many times, he could find any excuse to make trouble in front of the emperor.

By then, Emperor Wenzong's headache would probably come back again, but he didn't feel sorry for Emperor Wenzong, but he didn't want to cause any trouble before he stood up.

Mo Zhaohua said: "The prince is helping my husband openly and secretly. It should not only be out of brotherly love, but I am afraid he has the intention of winning him over."

Although the Crown Prince is the Queen's eldest son and the legitimate heir to the throne, his position is not stable because he has no children yet.

"I don't want to take sides. I just want to be loyal to the people of Dongling. But if pushed to the limit, I can only express my stance to avoid becoming the target of public criticism."

This is also one of the reasons why Chu Xuanchi wants to return to Southern Xinjiang. He has no interest in the throne, nor does he want to be involved in the fight for the throne and implicate his family.

He now has a family to protect!

"I understand that the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Instead of letting others join forces to deal with us, it is better to drag our family into the water and share the responsibility."

In her previous life, Mo Zhaohua had helped Chu Xuanhan win the throne. There were many things that Chu Xuanhan didn't need to explain clearly, as she knew them clearly in her heart.

Chu Xuan had known that she was extremely intelligent, but he had never expected that she could think so thoroughly about something like the fight for the throne. He was both surprised and delighted.

"Zhao Zhao is very smart. He can figure things out without me having to say much. It's true that it's most comfortable to get along with smart people. I feel much more relaxed now."

Although Wuying was a martial artist, he was tired after pushing Chu Xuanchi for a whole day, so he sat on a chair behind a curtain and laughed.

"Your Majesty and Princess are truly a perfect match made in heaven. I am so lucky to be able to follow a master and mistress like you."

Mo Zhaohua chuckled, "When did Wuying learn to be so flattering as Shuying?"

Wuying said confidently, "I am different from Shuying. He flatters, but I speak the truth."

Mo Zhaohua teased him, "Really? Then call Shuying over and tell him in front of him. I want to see if he will beat you up."

Wuying's tone was a little helpless, "Princess, are you tired of your subordinates? Do you want to change someone to follow the master to change your mood?"

"What? You couldn't beat Shuying, or you were too guilty to fight back, so you were beaten by him and couldn't get up and follow your husband?"

Mo Zhaohua still remembered that the last time Wuying learned that they had to test whether Chu Xuanchi had regained consciousness, he deliberately found an excuse to snatch Yueying's opportunity to help.

She teased him like this at that time, and he said that he would be beaten down by Yueying. Now she likes to tease him more and more, and he cooperates.

"Ahem..." Wuying pleaded, "I am guilty of talking about others behind their backs. I beg you to forgive me, Princess."

"You've really changed. You didn't talk so much before, and you weren't so glib. But it's good this way. It's more lively."

Chu Xuanchi was very happy to see Wuying change. He used to live a too repressed and selfless life, but now he really seems like a living person.

Wuying smiled and said, "As the saying goes, 'A red bird becomes redder when it is near a red bird, and a black bird becomes blacker when it is near a black bird. Hasn't the master's temperament changed? I learned all this from him."

Chu Xuanchi looked at Mo Zhaohua, "Zhao Zhao, this is all thanks to you. It's you who made the lifeless Prince Yu's Mansion warm and lively."

Mo Zhaohua laughed sweetly, "Really? Then how will my husband reward me?"

Chu Xuanchi's eyes were full of doting, "What reward does Zhao Zhao want?"

Mo Zhaohua's eyes were as hot as two balls of fire, "I want my husband to be well, and to love me deeply and grow old together."

Chu Xuanchi promised affectionately, "Okay, Zhao Zhao and I will live well and grow old together with our love."

***

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is December 12th.

Today is Chu Xuanchi’s 23rd birthday, and it is also the first birthday that Mo Zhaohua has spent with him.

"Happy birthday, my dear husband. I wish you peace and happiness every year."

Waking up in the early morning, Mo Zhaohua lazily opened his eyes from Chu Xuanchi's arms, kissed his eyebrows first, and then gave him blessings.

Chu Xuanchi hugged her and kissed her face back, "Thank you, I hope Zhao Zhao will share my joy and happiness, hold your hand, and grow old with you."

Mo Zhaohua fumbled and held his hand, "I hope that I can be with my husband every year on this day in the future."

Chu Xuanchi interlocked his fingers with hers, "Okay, I want to spend Zhao Zhao's birthday with him too. If I missed it this year, I won't miss it next year."

He was in Shengjing at the time, but the two of them had not even seen each other again for ten years, let alone an arranged marriage. How could he celebrate her birthday?

Mo Zhaohua yawned, "It's time to get up. The rewards from the palace are almost here, and our treasury needs to be restocked."

Chu Xuanchi scratched her pretty face and said, "My Zhao Zhao was originally a little money-grubber. She smiled brightly when she talked about rewards, but she is more beautiful than flowers."