If you say you like...

Wen Zheng closed her eyes and covered her complex emotions. He had no intention of fighting for anything. If he had the chance to leave the palace in the future, he might choose to leave.

Even if he can't, he just wants to live his life calmly and peacefully.

Among the few princes in the harem, he was also the one who had the least advantage of competing for favor, so he didn't want to compete, so he tried his best to control himself and not be moved by anyone.

Compared with Ji Huangyu's appearance, compared with Chu Tianshu's friendship with His Majesty since childhood, compared with Mo Hua's gentleness and wealth, and compared with Luan Fei's ability to fight.

The young master who came to marry in Daxia seemed to be the only one who could provide some assistance to His Majesty in government affairs, but other people could still do this kind of assistance.

Wen Zheng is self-aware, and he knows better than anyone else. Jiurao is indeed a woman who is easy to fall in love with and willing to give everything for her, so it is not difficult to fall in love with her. What about after falling in love with her?

Worry about gains and losses?

He tried his best to get some attention to her? He tried his best to compete for favor and eventually became a person he didn't even know?

At least it will be better to keep your emotions, but once you lose your sincerity, maybe...

Wen Zheng's heart was so sank that she didn't say anything for a moment.

The fire was burning in the hall, and the temperature was warm, and I didn't know the cold outside.

In the evening, Mo Hua came to Yonghua Palace half an hour in advance to pay his respects. He sat on the side and briefly told Jiu Rao what happened in Mocheng. After arriving at the tea time, Luan Fei also came back.

With three more princes, the hall seemed to be bustling all of a sudden.

Please have a peace of mind, cleanse your hands and face, and wear a black robe. Luan Fei looks cold and sharp. His straight and thin waist and back, handsome facial features, and a bit more serious and cold eyebrows, which makes people feel a little difficult to get close to.

However, although Luan Fei was respectful in front of Jiurao, it was indeed lonely and difficult to get close to others.

Mo Hua and Wen Zheng both nodded and said hello.

Luan Fei is on the morning duty today, and he inspects the Nine Gates of the Imperial City. If nothing big happens, he can decide whether to be a businessman in the palace or outside the palace.

"I didn't report any unpleasant things today?" Jiu Rao turned his head and looked at Luan Fei, who was kneeling beside him to serve tea, with a faint tone.

Luanfei put the teacup, put his hands on his legs, and replied respectfully: "No unpleasant things happened."

This is the day after his injury healed. After the storm that had happened before, although his Royal Guards looked at him a little unconvinced, no one dared to provoke blatantly.

Jiurao nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

An Xue soon took people to prepare dinner, and the palace maids walked quietly and orderly in the hall. Jiu Rao put down the government affairs in his hands, stood up and walked to the outer hall.

"An Xue, pass on my will and let Tianshu from Xuanyin Palace come here immediately."

Tonight, the princes rarely sit together for dinner. How can they do without Tianshu?

An Xue quickly took the order and left.

The meal was ready, Jiurao sat down at the first seat, and her tone was faint: "Sit all."

The three of them sat in turn.

The lower left position of Jiurao was empty, and the other three seemed to have a tacit understanding to avoid this position. Mo Hua sat in the lower position on Jiurao's right, and Wen Zheng sat next to him.
Chapter completed!