Emperor Wenyuan was very happy about this.

I'd be happy to see it happen.

After all, it would be more reassuring for the Marquis of Zhenbei to be hated by everyone than for him to get along well with those ministers.

So after hearing what Eunuch Li said, Emperor Wenyuan felt a bit better. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it. It seems he really wants to have a grandson. Li Qing, later, you can check all the girls from noble families in the capital who are suitable for marriage. I will pick one out and personally arrange a marriage for him. This will also fulfill his wish."

"yes."

"By the way, where's A-ran?"

After talking about Yang Tiejiang, Emperor Wenyuan thought of Mo Junran again.

Eunuch Li replied, "The prince has not entered the palace today."

Emperor Wenyuan frowned, somewhat dissatisfied: "It seems that the boy is unwilling to do what I said yesterday!"

Eunuch Li did not dare to respond to this question.

Emperor Wenyuan coughed, and after recovering, he continued, "It's time now. He has to agree even if he doesn't want to. I must give him a push. Li Qing, you will go to the Wen, Wu, and Ming families in person to convey the imperial decree. The daughter of the Wen family will be the principal wife of the Prince of Yi, and the daughters of the Ming and Wu families will be concubines..."

But before Emperor Wenyuan could finish, a cold voice rang out: "Royal brother!"

Mo Junran, dressed in black, appeared at some point.

His handsome face was covered with a hint of coldness. He walked straight to Emperor Wenyuan, and said with a helpless tone: "Royal brother, you promised me before that I would decide my marriage myself. You are the emperor and you cannot go back on your word."

Speaking of this, Emperor Wenyuan's face turned unhappy.

Last time they played chess, this guy deliberately lost to him, forcing him to make a bet with him and promise him two things.

One of them is his marriage.

Emperor Wenyuan naturally disagreed, but after the Buddha worship banquet, he met those noble ladies again and again and they brought him bad luck.

Emperor Wenyuan had doubts.

He suspected that it was all this kid's doing, but he asked someone to investigate and found that it was indeed an accident. Combined with what Master Wuji had said before, Emperor Wenyuan finally agreed to his request.

Do not interfere with his marriage.

But……

"Aran, the situation is different now."

After Emperor Wenyuan waved his hand to let Eunuch Li leave, he looked at Mo Junran and said, "My body can't hold on for much longer. Ah Ran, since I have decided to pass the throne to you, you must take responsibility."

Mo Junran frowned: "Royal brother, I have already said that I am not suitable for this throne."

Emperor Wenyuan interrupted him: "What's the point of saying it's appropriate or not? If I say it's appropriate, then it's appropriate!"

"Also, don't tell me you're some killer or unsuitable for marriage."

"Aran, if I could live another ten or twenty years, I would be happy to let you do whatever you want and live happily for a few years, but now I can't."

Emperor Wenyuan put aside his own status and admonished his son like an old father on his deathbed: "You have seen my current situation. Once I die, those wolf cubs hiding in the shadows will begin to counterattack. Therefore, I must pave the way for you before that."

"The reason I didn't marry you off to another noblewoman is because the military power of the Zhenbei Marquis has been handed over. Together with the Black Armored Soldiers and the Three Great Lords in the capital, these are enough to deter those who are blind. Add to that half the financial resources of the Wen, Wu, and Ming families, and you'll have a solid foundation for your position after you ascend the throne."

"As for why I granted you the Wen, Wu, and Ming families as your marriage partners, it's because they are your best choices before you ascend the throne. These three families have sufficient foundations, but there's a risk that your relatives will become too powerful and suppress you. On the contrary, with the full support of these three families, you'll have much less trouble. Once you've completely stabilized yourself, you can select concubines and take in the daughters of the powerful and influential. Once you have control over your power, you can then choose the right one from among those noble ladies to be your queen..."

With money and soldiers, once you take the throne, you can control power.

This is the path Emperor Wenyuan paved for Mo Junran.

He thought of everything.

He even went so far as to describe in detail which ministers' daughters he would focus on selecting after he ascended the throne, what titles he would give them, and how he would weigh the pros and cons...

At the end of his speech, Emperor Wenyuan's voice became hoarse and he began to cough.

Only then did he realize that Mo Junran hadn't said a word, which surprised Emperor Wenyuan.

"Did you understand everything I said?"

Mo Junran naturally heard it.

However, only he himself knows whether he listened to it or not.

But Mo Junran was very clear about one thing, that is, no matter what he refused at this time, Emperor Wenyuan would not listen.

really.

After Emperor Wenyuan learned about his health problems, he had already made a decision.

This throne is meant to be left to Mo Junran.

Emperor Wenyuan even seemed eager to make clear arrangements for him, including what kind of wife he would marry, how many concubines he would have after ascending the throne, and how he would take turns having sex and showing his favor.

"Yeah, I understand."

Mo Junran replied indifferently.

"In that case, I will issue an order later..."

"Royal brother, have you ever thought that the poison in your body can be cured?" Mo Junran suddenly said.

Emperor Wenyuan was about to say something:...?

"If you are fine, then you don't have to think about passing the throne to me. Then all these arrangements of yours would be unnecessary, right?"

Emperor Wenyuan smiled and said, "If the poison was so easy to cure, why would I be so anxious to summon you back?"

Emperor Wenyuan naturally didn't want to die either.

But if he hadn't reached his limit, he wouldn't have arranged all this.

"I have a plan."

What?

Emperor Wenyuan was stunned.

Mo Junran said, "I have already had someone conduct a thorough investigation. The Ninth Divine Doctor has a disciple. We only need to find the disciple of the Ninth Divine Doctor, and he will be able to cure the poison for you, my royal brother."

"Does the Ninth Divine Doctor really have a disciple?"

"yes."

Mo Junran knelt on one knee and said, "I had someone look for her before I entered the palace. I believe she will be found soon. Your Majesty, there is no need to worry for now. As for the marriage, please revoke your decision."

Emperor Wenyuan looked at Mo Junran.

He curled his lips and smiled, "Aran, even if the Ninth Divine Doctor really has an apprentice and I can cure this poison, it won't prevent you from marrying the princess. I've considered this marriage for a long time, and it will be the best for your future."

At this point, he added, "It's only a matter of time. You're not young anymore, so you should get married and have children sooner rather than later."

Mo Junran's face darkened slightly.

After a long while, he finally said, "Brother, if you insist on finding me a wife, that's fine, but you have to let me choose for myself. Otherwise, the King of Wings will have no choice but to obey fate and return to the 'temple'."

"Aran, are you threatening me?" Emperor Wenyuan asked unhappily.

Mo Junran curled his lips slightly, imitating his previous words: "I dare not, but my royal brother can't force me, a Buddhist who has been 'pure and abstaining from desires' for more than twenty years, to marry three women in one go, right? How can I afford it!"