Emperor of the Dynasty + Spoiler

"Look, it's only been a few days, and the old foxes in the clan are clamoring to transfer their storage." On the third day after the claustrophobia, people in the clan wrote a book, saying that the prince is not good, What a waste of government career, he killed the Yan envoy before, and then he didn't think about government affairs. After all, he wanted Murong Xun to install another prince, Murong Xun couldn't help but sneered.

When Yan Wuwei heard the words, he took the booklet over to have a look, and then said, "It's not easy for them to endure for so many years."

Murong Yan sarcastically said, "Isn't it? After all, it's because I appointed the family of Murong Cong's daughter as the crown prince, and I didn't follow their 'loyalty, filial piety, propriety and forgiveness' to appoint a man as the crown prince. Hmph, I don't follow them. "

"But the crown prince is currently unhappy because of the murder of his mother. In the long run, it is not a good thing." In fact, since the last time he revealed his relationship with Murong Tong with Murong Tong in the ancestral hall, Yan Wuwei also went to see Murong Tong several times in private. But I don't know if it's because I can't accept the relationship between my husband and my aunt or because of Gongshuya's sudden death, Mu Cong always finds one or another excuse to refuse to see her, as time goes by, Yan Wuwei doesn't go It's boring.

"Then what can I do?" Murong Yan frowned after hearing this, and said in displeasure, "As far as her sentimental appearance is concerned, if she doesn't change, the state of Qin will really be in her hands in the future, and I really don't have the face to go see Qin Kings of the country."

As she spoke, she said angrily, "If I knew that Gongshuya had such a great influence on her, I should have killed that uncle outside the city wall that day." Uncle Gong, after all, I'm still worried that Mu Congcong will think too much.

Yan Wuwei sighed softly, and comforted him, "Don't worry, if the crown prince can't figure it out, someone will figure it out for her soon..."

The 'people' Yan Wuwei mentioned are naturally the members of the prince's party. Those people had to wait until Mu Congcong became an adult. If the prince is abolished at this juncture, then half of their life's hard work will be wasted. They frantically suppressed Mu Congcong, and when they asked the king to abolish the crown prince, they wrote a letter not to be outdone, saying that the prince has grown up, and considering the country's society, he needs to propose a marriage for the prince.

When Murong Xun received the letter from the ministers to discuss the prince's marriage, she was still a little unresponsive, because in her eyes, Murong Xun was still the soft little niece who followed her back then. married? ? ?

Thinking about the past, Murong Xun suddenly felt a bit of reluctance, so in front of the courtiers, Murong Xun didn't agree to this matter, he just needed to think it over carefully, and people who don't want to be fooled are not easy to fool Seeing the king acting like this, he only thought that the crown prince's position as crown prince was unstable, so he naturally thought of going to the East Palace to comfort the prince, and let the prince personally write a letter requesting a marriage proposal.

"Your Highness! You are an adult, and according to the rules, you are the one to propose marriage. As long as you are married, people from the clan can't bully you when you are young. You want to be easy to save!" The long lights were on, and it was the people from the gang who took advantage of the night to discuss important matters with Mu Congcong.

Seeing that Mu Congcong remained silent, another minister said, "Your Highness, you have no relatives to help you, and the only hope is the king's love for the former crown prince and you. If you continue to be decadent, the position in the East Palace may not be good. Steady!"

After a long time, Mu Congcong half-raised his eyes, looked at the two old ministers kneeling in front of him, and said, "If I want to recover, is this the only way I can follow?"

The two old ministers bowed their heads with lowered eyebrows, not daring to answer.

Mu Congcong sighed, "The two lovers should step down first, I want to be quiet."

The two ministers looked at each other, and they both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Forget it, things have come to this, what can they do as courtiers?

"Yes…"

The two courtiers withdrew as promised, and after they left, only Mu Cong was left in the academy.She knelt in front of the window sill, looked up slightly, and saw the moonlight in the courtyard outside the window. It had rained in the afternoon, but now it was night, and the breeze was blowing, blowing the broken hair on her forehead, nose There is also a little earthy smell in the room.

She thought of a person, a woman as hard to grasp as the moonlight.

That day, the sunset was slanting, and the light and shadow were mottled. That woman knelt beside her like this, talking to her about the past many years ago. She didn't understand, and she didn't dare to ask, why...why so?

If she hadn't talked about those old things, maybe she could pretend to be indifferent, maybe she could be calm and calm when facing Uncle Gong and mentioning that person.

She couldn't tell what it was like, she thought she was the luckiest person in the world, but her father died on the battlefield thousands of miles away from the royal capital, and she became the most embarrassing existence in the royal family, she thought I will live like a transparent little person until I grow old, until I die, maybe I will marry someone, maybe I will have a child.But her aunt came back, came back to inherit the throne, and then made her the crown prince, and she became the luckiest person in the world again, but...

But all of this is just a little compensation for her.

She slowly closed her eyes, as if she was struggling and unwilling, she believed that her aunt had treated her well, but she didn't understand... she didn't understand that the throne belonged to her, why she still felt grateful for the person who took her position Woolen cloth?