Chapter 1086

Li Wenshi said, "that's natural! No matter how popular the second prince is, the third prince is from the main room after all. What the king cares about most is blood. Even if the third prince is no longer good, there are people in the court. The king has to take these into account."

"What do you mean?"

Li Wenshi was silent for a moment: "wait first. Don't recommend the three princes with the king until we have to. Otherwise, if something happens at that time, we will dig our own grave."

"Well, I also took these into account, so when the king asked me for advice, I had to be careless all the time."

"This is the best."

Both of them knew clearly that they could not stand beside the third prince. Otherwise, if the second prince was finally established, they would be the first target to be eradicated after the second prince ascended the throne.

You can't take this risk!

Li Wenshi: "by the way, your scholar Lin has always been close to the third prince. During this time, you should persuade him not to go to the third prince's house."

"Well, I know."

Z at this time——

The third palace.

In the back yard.

A boy in purple is practicing martial arts with a sword. He is very solid step by step, but he has some inexperience.

Another young man in gray sat on a stone table reading.

A man of letters and a man of martial arts are extremely harmonious.

After a while, the boy in purple took the sword and was sweating.

The boy quickly handed him a handkerchief.

He threw the sword in his hand into the young man's hand, wiped his hand with a handkerchief, and then threw it directly.

The boy just took the sword and immediately caught the handkerchief.

The boy in purple is the Third Prince of Huyi!

And the boy reading is Gong Shilin!

The third prince sat opposite Shilin.

Gong Shilin pushed the tea he had poured early in front of him, but without looking up, he said, "have a drink."

"Thanks." The third prince Gulu gulped down a glass of water. If it wasn't enough, he poured another one.

Gong Shilin continued to read and asked Z, "aren't you tired from practicing sword all day?"

"Tired, of course!" The third prince confessed directly and said, "but you know, my father likes talented and martial people. I'm good at Kung Fu. My father praised him many times. I can't lose to him. Of course, I have to practice quickly."

"He's been practicing since he was a child. Do you have time now?"

"I'm naturally smart and learn everything quickly. It's just a few tricks. It's not difficult for me. I just have to play in front of my father. I'm not going to kill the enemy on the battlefield."

Gong Shilin smiled, did not speak, and turned the page of the book in his hand.

After a while.

Gong Shilin's eyes suddenly sank slightly, put down the book in his hand and asked, "by the way, it's been so long. Why haven't you mentioned the princess? Last time I saw her, I was at the Palace Banquet in the palace." The third prince's face changed at once, squeezed his fist and thumped on the stone table, saying, "if you don't mention it, I'll be angry if you mention it. Originally, as long as I married the princess Dalin, my father would pass the throne to me. It happened that the princess's mother and brother had an accident in Dalin, so I sat on the mountain

It's down. What else can I expect? "

"It means... You've been snubbing her all the time?"

"Otherwise? For a woman who has no use value, should I stay with her?" The original three princes thought that Jing would also become the emperor of Dalin. Then, as long as he married Jing Yi's sister Jing Xuan, Dalin would be the biggest backer behind him. He had planned it long ago. Then he begged the king of Hu Yi to go to Dalin for a kiss. How do you know that now

From the moment when Jing Yi failed in his plot against him, pan lost and lost no son left, but he had to marry the princess.

Gong Shilin doesn't know what to say. Just shut up.

Keep reading. The third prince got up, looked at the sky in the distance, hooked his sinister lips and said, "however, even so, I can't change my identity as the future king of Hu Yi. No matter how hard the second son tried and how he made contributions to Hu Yi, what he did now and today will help me consolidate my position in the future,

I am the king, and he... Is destined to be the one who defends the country for me. "

The third prince's eyes were full of a desire to control power.

What's the difference between him and Jing?

West Wing in the backyard.

Although it looks magnificent, it is a place where people with status live.

But inside, it seems very cold.

In the room, a woman was sitting inside.

She was dressed in plain and light clothes, with theout fancy clothes. Her long black hair was scattered, and only a simple hairpin was holding a little hair.

Jing Xuan is sitting on the imperial concubine's chair in front of the window, intently embroidering a handkerchief.

She doesn't embroider mandarin ducks, peonies and clear bamboo.

It's a word.

I don't know when she fell in love with the habit of embroidering words on handkerchiefs. She embroidered a lot of words in more than a year since she married Huyi.

So much that she doesn't even remember.

And she embroidered those words very well!

I still remember that unruly and willful Jing Xuan in those days. Where is a gentle woman of sewing?

Time and experience will really change a person completely!

The maid of the family brought in a pot of tea, put it on the table and went out silently.

As soon as they went out, the two girls began to talk.

"You said that after she married here, the princess either sat in the yard or in front of the window in a daze all day, or sat there to embroider. She embroidered some words all day without embroidering mandarin ducks. Why do you say that?"

Another girl looked inside, then shook her head and said, "how do I know this? We girls can only look at it, can't say or ask."

"In fact, the princess is also very poor. She has seen the three princes twice since she married here. Any woman can't stand it."

"Isn't it?"

Both felt very sorry.

In the house.

Jing Xuan finished the last stitch.

She smiled slightly at the corners of her mouth and gently touched the word on her handkerchief with her fingertips.

It's a word "light".

It took less than half an hour to embroider.

She doesn't know why she embroidered this word. She probably likes it.

She folded the veil gently, put it on the table in front of her, got up, went to the window and looked at the big tree outside.

It's winter!

The leaves have turned yellow and are falling one by one.

Because there was a light rain last night, there was still some water in the potholes on the ground, and the yellow tree leaves fell in the water, rippling in small circles.

But Jing Xuan's heart is very quiet!

She likes her life very much.

I like being alone. Only in this way can she slowly precipitate the past.