Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

"Even if he can't, we have to let him." Wan Yanlie's eyes revealed a stern expression, his eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "If we let that person go to the top, we are in a good position, so regardless of Anyway, we all need to help another person to come to power, and we need good people, so that we can escape a fierce battle. Nowadays, you and I know the situation in the country, any little storm is enough to make us disappear. presence."

"But Brother Wang, is that doudou that can't help it really work? There are two people we can bet on, why must it be him?" Wan Yanming Yumei's sorrow grew and he sighed softly. In a tone, Youyou said, "Brother, why don't we change our bets and bet, I always feel he can't help it."

"Okay, take a look again and see what kind of surprise this person will give me this time." Wan Yanlie sighed softly, speaking helplessly, his eyes exuding an unknown emotion, his thoughts fell into The flames of that year raged.

That year, he led his troops to attack the cities and towns in Tianfeng, and even attacked the three cities. His morale increased greatly, but he suffered a big loss in Weishui. He also fought against him for the first time. Since then, they have become destined opponents. That person used Thirty thousand soldiers retired his army of 100,000, leaving his name forever, but he returned to China to bear the ridicule and sarcasm of everyone. He became famous in the first battle, but he failed. He regarded him as an opponent, but the man regarded him as weak and dismissive. Their grievances have never stopped since that year.

"Okay, let's just watch the changes this time and see who is really capable." Wan Yan Mingyu knew that Wan Yanlie must have remembered that person, nodded gently, siblings looked at each other silently, and fell into Into a moment of silence.

Three days later, in Beijing, the Imperial Palace, Changchun Palace ...

Today is the beginning of the reception of the feast by the envoys of the Yi people. The arrangement of the feast was organized by the Prince, and King Qi assisted him. The day before dawn, the eunuchs of the palace were still in charge of the operation. The Changchun Palace was spotlessly cleaned. The small tables are arranged neatly on the hall, and the tableware placed on them is different according to the grade. The place where the female dependents sit and the place where the male dependents sit are separated by a screen, and different tableware is also placed according to the noble status.

The hour is approaching. After the dishes and wine are well clothed, the ministers of the Central Government come to the Changchun Palace one after another. When the host is not there, they talk freely, and the atmosphere of the Changchun Palace is pleasant. The Qianjin ladies of each family also sat on the seats early and talked with the neighbors. The Qianjin people sat there coquettishly, or lowered with the better people, or bowed their heads and remained silent. Some also kept glancing at the seats of the male dependents in an attempt to find someone who could love them.

"His Royal Highness Yan has arrived, His Royal Highness Chu has arrived." King Chu and King Yan entered the Changchun Palace side by side, and the courtiers became somewhat restrained after saluting towards them. The two sat in their seats and talked, but talked. The voice was limited to the two of them.

Except for Prince Edward and King Jinan, Baiguan and other princes have arrived one after another, and even the King Wei who has been disabled has been allowed to attend this feast. The atmosphere of the Changchun Palace has not been as relaxed as before, with the arrival of the princes, The courtiers began to whisper into whispers from the beginning, and this situation was broken with the sound of the 'Emperor's arrival'.