Chapter 579 How can a living person compete with a dead person?

"Have you heard? The Crown Prince of Liang will be coming to the capital tomorrow."

"Is that the Crown Prince Liang who killed the entire families of several Crown Princesses in succession and took pleasure in cannibalism?"

"You're not right. I've heard that Prince Liang doesn't eat humans, but only the tender flesh of young boys and girls. He's nothing short of a beast."

"What is this kind of person doing in Da'an? Your Highness Prince Jin should kill him with a single blow on the battlefield."

"My seventh uncle's aunt's daughter works in the palace. They say that Prince Liang is here to ask for a princess consort..."

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In the private room on the second floor, Song Yanxi fed Jiaojiao while listening to the discussions of the people outside.

The little girl chewed the meat in her mouth and said incoherently: "Hello, little uncle!"

Song Xubai just came in to deliver the roasted lamb. Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Jiaojiao, just tell your uncle what you like."

The little girl nodded hurriedly, her eyes almost curved into crescents.

Song Yanxi glared at Song Xubai, "How old are you?"

He's grown up, yet he's still fooling around with a little girl.

Song Xubai blinked and smiled mischievously, "There are no outsiders around, so I'm not afraid of people hearing about it."

As he spoke, he looked at Mo Jinchuan and asked with a forced smile, "What do you think, Your Highness?"

Mo Jinchuan smiled gently, "Abo is right."

It was clearly the same name, but Song Xubai felt that it sounded awkward when it came out of his mouth.

He put the roasted lamb on the table, said something like "there's something to do in the kitchen", and turned and left.

Jiaojiao asked doubtfully, "Daddy, is uncle unhappy?"

Mo Jinchuan said: "Jiaojiao was mistaken. Your uncle was just too happy to see Jiaojiao."

The little girl's eyebrows curved, and she swung her short legs and said, "Jiaojiao is happy too."

She thought for a moment and added, "Just being with mother makes Jiaojiao happy every day."

Then she changed the subject and asked, "Daddy, are you happy?"

Mo Jinchuan said without hesitation: "Happy."

Thanks to the little girl, he can see her every day these days. How can he not be happy?

It is said that a daughter is her father’s little cotton-padded jacket, and this is indeed true.

The discussions outside were still going on, and it sounded like they were discussing whether Emperor Xuande would agree to Liang State's request for a marriage alliance.

After all, the position offered by the other party was the Crown Princess.

Emperor Liang was seriously ill. Wen Qi had no brothers fighting with each other, and his uncles and aunts had all been killed. The throne was nothing more than a thing in his pocket.

When he ascends the throne, the Crown Princess will be the queen of a country.

The Queen of Liang was from Da'an. Isn't this more effective than any peace agreement?

"You've only had a few drinks, and you're already talking nonsense. Do you really think being the Crown Princess of Liang is that easy?"

"Several Crown Princesses have died before. If we really send a princess there, it would be like sending someone to a fire pit."

"I heard you say that Crown Prince Liang is so terrifying. If we don't agree to the marriage, won't we still have to fight a war?"

"Fight them if you want. With His Royal Highness Prince Jin here, I guarantee you'll beat them into a pulp!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around echoed them.

Hearing how much they supported Mo Jinchuan, Song Yanxi couldn't feel happy at all.

For a suspicious emperor, the will of the people is a sword pointing directly at his throat.

The fate of the former crown prince is undoubtedly the best example.

Regardless of whether Concubine Yu had the intention of rebellion at the time, Emperor Xuande would not tolerate her.

Seeing her worry, Mo Jinchuan deliberately asked, "Are you worried about me?"

Song Yanxi placed a piece of fish in his bowl and asked instead of answering, "What do you think about the marriage between the two countries?"

Mo Jinchuan: "Nonsense."

Wen Qi has evil ambitions. Even though he suffered a great loss in the border town this time, he will never give up the idea of ​​going to war with Da'an.

The so-called marriage alliance is nothing but an excuse.

Song Yanxi has a different opinion on this.

She looked at Jiaojiao, who was drinking soup seriously from her small bowl, and asked tentatively, "Does the prince still remember the concubine who was favored by Prince Liang?"

Mo Jinchuan's eyes suddenly darkened, and he nodded and said, "I heard that she is somewhat similar to Princess Shihan."

Thinking of their previous speculation, he said, "I'll have someone keep a close eye on the Duke of Jingguo's Mansion and send someone to inform you as soon as there's any news."

Song Yanxi nodded, feeling a little uneasy.

Wen Qi has always been known for being crazy. How can the thoughts of a madman be the same as those of a normal person?

Logically speaking, people like him should cherish their lives the most.

After all, there are countless people in Liang State who want to kill him.

If Wen Qi was not afraid, he would not have stayed in the palace all year round, and the number of times he stepped out of the palace was even very few.

A person who values ​​his life so much would not take such a big risk to go to Da'an in person even if he sincerely wanted to negotiate peace.

Thinking of Wu Jun, whom she had met before, Song Yanxi asked, "Did Mr. Wu send any letter?"

Mo Jinchuan said, "I received a letter half a month ago. According to Mr. Wu, Wen Qi is indeed here for the Crown Princess."

According to rumors, he is indeed a man who loves beautiful women.

But a truly lustful person would never leave his beloved concubine behind in front of the battlefield even when he had to escape.

Unless, he did it on purpose.

And Zhuang Shihan did kill the woman with that face.

The medicine box as evidence was sent to the palace more than half a month ago and handed over to the imperial physician specializing in poisons for inspection, but no news has been received yet.

It seems that Your Majesty does not intend to pursue this matter.

Without waiting for Song Yanxi to think about it, An Yi walked in quickly and said in a low voice, "Master, Miss, Princess Shihan wants to see you."

Mo Jinchuan refused with a cold face: "No."

Song Yanxi felt that even one look at those who treated the lives of ordinary people as a joke for their own selfish reasons was too much.

But if she was willing to cooperate and point out what Lin Tingfeng had done in the border town in the past two years, she thought, they might be able to have a talk.

An Yi hesitated and said, "Master, Princess Shihan means that she only wants to see the young lady."

Hearing this, Mo Jinchuan's face darkened. "Who does she think she is? She can see whoever she wants?"

After saying that, he felt that his words were too harsh, and said coldly: "Let her go."

An Yi suddenly had a harder time.

Seeing his hesitant look, Song Yanxi knew that Zhuang Shihan must have said something harsh. She stood up and said, "Your Highness, please sit down for a moment. I'll go downstairs and talk to her and then come back up."

Mo Jinchuan frowned and said, "I will go with you."

Song Yanxi decisively refused.

If I really bring him along, he might get mad after just a few words, and how can I get anything useful out of him?

Besides, she was the only one there.

Mo Jinchuan frowned and his eyes fell on Jiaojiao, who was holding a bowl in both hands and listening to them attentively.

He said, "Okay, take Jiaojiao with you."

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"Oh, you've become someone's stepmother before you even enter the house?" Zhuang Shihan almost laughed out loud as she looked at the two people, one big and one small, who came in.

She was just wondering why Song Yanxi was so lucky. Right after she divorced Lin Tingfeng, someone was eager to take over.

And this person is the dignified Prince Jin, Mo Jinchuan, who is the most likely among all the princes to be regarded as the crown prince.

But now, she suddenly felt a little sympathy for her.

I am not afraid that a man has a white moonlight in his heart, I am just afraid that the white moonlight is a dead person.

How can a living person compete with a dead person?

Jiaojiao frowned and asked in a baby voice, "Didn't this auntie rinse her mouth before going out?"

As she spoke, she fanned her nose with her little hands and said with disgust, "It stinks!"