Emperor of the Dynasty + Spoiler

"Okay, madam, I was wrong." Murong Qi couldn't stand his wife crying, and when she cried, he panicked. Besides, what Lu Jing said was right, it was all about them, the royal family. The people here are sorry for Murong Yan, for such a big country, they dare not resist, but they forced a weak woman to resist... If it spreads out, all the countries will laugh out loud!

"I didn't say that the king's life-long affairs are not settled, it's just, just..."

"Just what?"

Murong Qi paused for a moment, "It's just that right now...it can't be considered." For at least three to five years, Qin would not dare to recruit a prince at will.

"You, you, you..." Hearing this, Lu Jing blushed with anger, "Do you know that she is already twenty! Don't think about it now-you have to wait until she is a half-mature woman before you worry?! The children are all No, who will inherit the Qin Kingdom in the future?!"

It's not easy for Murong Qi to tell his wife, given Murong's current physical condition, it may be difficult to have a child, and he dare not tell about Murong's plan to choose an heir in the clan, regardless of whether the partition wall is open or not, etc. With his great courage, he did not dare to speak out about important matters related to the fate of the country.

"Oh, don't worry about this, the king knows it well, he knows it..."

"My poor son... I was born in this cold-blooded family, alas—"

Chapter 4 3

Qin Palace Qingquan Hall

Yan Wuwei reviewed the papers all afternoon, and finally finished the papers before dinner. During the meal, Murong asked her with a smile, "Jiner, have you finished the papers?"

"Ah."

Murong Xun said happily, "Then why don't you accompany me to release the paper kites later?"

Yan Wuwei sighed, "My lord, in the first month of the lunar year, where is the time to release paper kites?"

"Ah?" Murong Xun was stunned for a moment, "When I was in Qianzhou...couldn't I let it go?"

"The wind in Qianzhou is strong, and the king's capital can't compare."

"That's it..." Murong Yan said in a muffled voice, "I want to make a wish...how can I make a wish if I don't release the kite?" When she wanted to make a wish before, she always took Yan Wuwei to release the paper kite, and wrote down what she had promised on the paper kite. Wish, cut off the thread when it was placed at the highest point, and then watched the paper kite fly higher and higher until it disappeared.

Yan Wuwei prepared dishes for Murong Yan, and when she saw Murong Yan say this, she paused, "What wish do you want to make?"

"Maybe we both will grow old together."

The natural tone made Yan Wuwei laugh, "You eat obediently first, and I will take you to make a wish after eating."

Murong Yan blinked and laughed, "Okay."

Murong Yan thought that Yan Wuwei was trying to find a way to release paper kites in this winter, but he didn't expect to come to release Kongming lanterns.In the empty courtyard behind Qingquan Palace, Yan Wuwei made a Kongming lantern with his own hands. The craftsmanship was so good that Murong was dumbfounded when he saw it.

Yan Wuwei smiled, leaned into Murong Yan's ear, and said softly, "You will know at night."

Murong Yan's pretty face blushed immediately: "..."

"Okay, let's make a wish." Yan Wuwei stopped teasing her, took a pen and handed it over, "Huh?"

Murong Xun coughed lightly, collected his expression, took the pen and began to write on the Kongming lantern, "Murong Xun and Yan Wuwei want to grow old forever." She paused, and added, "But Jin'er can't grow old." Bully Xuanshi."

Her handwriting is very beautiful, clear and elegant, and every stroke of her strokes resembles her very much. Yan Wuwei laughed dumbly when he saw it, "When did I bully you?"

Murong Xun glared at her, "Gu said yes."

"Yes, my king."

Murong Xun nodded in satisfaction, and then looked at the Kongming Lantern with the words written on it. Her handwriting was not big, and there was still a large space left on the Kongming Lantern. She paused, picked up the pen again, and muttered, "Yeah. , What if the immortal doesn’t know us? I’ll draw the two of us on it again, and we’ll draw it together. Once we have a name and a painting, the immortal will know who made the wish.”

"Oh——" Yan Wuwei bent down, looked seriously at the portrait of the two of them drawn by Murong Yan, and after a moment of silence, asked, "My lord, in your eyes— am I so ugly?"

Murong Xun paused with his pen tip, but remained silent.

Yan Wuwei looked at the horrible picture drawn by Murong Yan, and paused, "It's really ugly."

Hearing this, Murong Xun immediately dropped his pen, straightened up and said expressionlessly, "I'm just drawing for fun, Master Xiangguo laughed at me."

"It's quite funny." Yan Wuwei looked at himself with a painted nose that didn't look like a nose, and a mouth that didn't look like a mouth, "The king is very good at painting."

Murong Xun: "..."

"Okay, let's light up the Kongming lanterns!" Murong Xun knew that he couldn't talk to Yan Wuwei, so he changed the subject.

Yan Wuwei pinched her little face, and said with a smile, "Did you finish the painting? Why don't you draw yourself?"

"The painting is finished." Murong Yan shook his head obediently, "It is enough for the immortal to recognize Jin'er."

"...Then let it go."

After setting off the sky lanterns, Murong Xun still wanted to play with the snow, but Yan Wuwei refused to agree, and finally dragged him back to the bedroom.

As soon as he returned to the bedroom, Murong Xun shivered, "Ah... so warm."

"Warm and you still want to play in the snow outside?"

Murong Yan chuckled, "Jin'er, let's rest."

Yan Wuwei glanced at her, but the latter avoided her gaze with a guilty conscience, "Alright, go to bed early." Yan Wuwei called the palace servants, and the two of them both went to bed to rest after washing, Yan Wuwei warmed up Like a little sun, Murong Yan rubbed against Yan Wuwei as soon as he lay down under the blanket, "Jin'er, you haven't slept with me for a long time."