sir he is sweet

The story of Concubine Shu spread quickly. After all, the front and rear palaces are closely related. Concubine Shu's loss of favor meant that her mother's family was damaged, and the third prince was also implicated.

One step away from that seat.

Murong Sheng felt something was wrong.

He spread his pen and ink, wrote names one after another on the rice paper, and crossed them out one after another.

Concubine Shu has been the only one for many years, and she can be said to cover the sky with one hand in the palace. Even though she has made many enemies, there are only a handful of people who can shake her... I am afraid.

With her help, the third prince, Murong Jingyun, not only got a job in the training camp in the outskirts of Beijing, but also gained the control of a guard in the city defense army. It's really not too little to hold.

But this time-

I'm afraid they all have to stumble.

The only thing that Murong Sheng finds inconceivable is the identity of the adulterer. After all, the child hasn't come out yet, so if Emperor Qian believes that the child is not his own, he needs an adulterer!

But the palace has never heard of anyone missing, or anyone who disappeared recently.

Where is the adulterer?

Murong Sheng was at a loss.

While he was racking his brains to think about this matter, Yan Shiyi brought a bunch of portraits from outside.

"Master! This is sent by the boss! What did you say so that you can choose one and continue the incense for the royal family."

"The empress dowager's edict also followed, saying that even the decree has been drawn up, which girl do you like, she will directly ask someone to fill in the name and marry her!"

Exquisite scrolls were sprinkled on the table, and Yan Shiyi excitedly opened them one by one, and arranged them together. The portraits are full of flowers and willows... It looks like a big head.

Murong Sheng was always messing around with a big brain, and he didn't want to understand the business, but when he encountered such an annoying matter, he couldn't help but gasped, and brushed all those things away.

This is not enough, and after finishing the matter, he added in a vicious voice: "Cough... take it to the big kitchen to light a fire!"

Yan Shiyi scratched his head, and slowly turned to pick up the painting.

"Master, it's just to look at the paintings, and it doesn't really force you to marry anyone. Why are you so angry?"

Murong Sheng let out a long breath, leaned all over the edge of the couch, staring at the beam above his head.

"What do you know? It's just a matter of time, and you can't escape."

Now that the Queen Mother is protecting him, he still has the right to choose. If one day, his superiors directly issue a decree to give him a marriage, will he really be able to resist the decree?

The answer is obvious, no.

For a noble prince like him, at this age, even if there is no main concubine in the mansion, most of them will have a side concubine to take charge of the internal affairs. Such a few concubines are already a model of unfeminine.

But Murong Sheng's situation is very special. He was exiled for ten years and lived a civilian life outside. Naturally... he would not have any chance to get close to women.

So the Queen Mother and Emperor Qian thought about finding a few noble girls for him, so that he could make up for it.

Can't escape...

There is really no escape.

Not to mention that Murong Sheng wanted that seat, but he couldn't fall out.

what can we do about it?

Yan Shiyi picked up all the portraits, looked back at Murong Sheng with a disheveled face, and was even more puzzled, "If the master doesn't like it, just avoid the capital, why is there such a need for boredom?"

Murong Sheng sneered, and shook his head, "Avoid the capital? It's easy for you to say, how can I avoid? Where can I avoid? I've just been back for half a year, what excuse do I have to avoid—"

While talking, he suddenly silenced.

Something flashed through his mind, and he jumped up in joy, his brows and eyes shining in an instant.

"Have it!"