The two daughters of the ministers named Xiaowu and Xiaoxue were more timid and shrank their necks.
The eunuch is here. If Qin Ye takes action, within half an hour, the news of her, an elder, bullying a child will spread throughout the imperial capital.
By then, the prince will cause trouble, the emperor will lecture him, everyone will blame and scold him, and the troubles will be endless.
Qin Ye cast a sinister look at Zong Zhengshi with a deep and unfathomable gaze. When he withdrew his hand, his fingertips carelessly brushed across the Qiankun bracelet...
Then, leave.
The young eunuch was a little scared. Just now, the look in Princess Chen's eyes when she left...
So scary.
He walked forward with some fear and said respectfully: "Princess Shi'er, you have been out for a long time. Let me take you to the banquet."
"No, no, those women are all ugly, and they dare to covet my father. I don't like them at all. I just want my mother to give me a brother!"
"Princess Shier..."
.
A quarter of an hour later.
When Qin Ye returned to the banquet, the selection process had already come to an end. Everyone was discussing the matter, and the emperor meant that in addition to selecting a concubine for the crown prince, other suitable candidates would be given to other princes.
"Do you want me to pick two for you?" Qin Ye asked in a low voice.
Zong Zhengchen raised his eyelids and glared at her unhappily, "Can you be more confident? No one is worthy of me except you."
These words really made Qin Ye laugh.
No more joking, let’s get to the point:
"What does the Emperor mean?"
Zong Zhengchen glanced upwards and saw that the emperor was very concerned about the matter and was doing it personally, as if he was handling an issue of state.
"My father is nearly fifty years old, but he still has no legitimate grandson. He is anxious every day. Of course, the more women he has today, the better."
It's strange.
In the emperor's generation, sons were born one after another. But in this generation of his sons, not a single boy was born, as if the emperor had used up all his luck with sons.
Qin Ye heard this and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This isn't something that can be hastily resolved, but it's strange, seven sons, so many concubines, how come no son was born?"
"Is there any hereditary disease in your family?"
The man's face darkened when he heard this, and he looked at her sinisterly:
"You said that the king is ill?"
The deep voice was filled with deadly danger, and the pair of heavy eyes were like a ferocious beast lurking in the darkness, which made Qin Ye's heart tighten.
I can't help but think of last night...
He is not sick!
And he is unusually strong!
She hurriedly explained, "I, I mean the others... ahem, the others... am I not concerned about you?"
"You have all worked hard today. Go back and rest early. Tomorrow morning, I will draft an order to grant marriages to you one by one."
From above, the emperor's majestic and deep voice sounded.
He spread his legs, sat upright, and glanced at his sons and daughters-in-law below:
"Don't forget the mission I gave you."
Give birth to a son!
Everyone was terrified: "Your son obeys your order!"
Qin Ye: “…”
It's so suffocating...
Give birth to a baby by order?
Help!
The emperor stood up and prepared to leave. When everyone was about to leave, suddenly, a pair of hurried footsteps rushed in, accompanied by the loud crying of a child:
“Oh no!”
“Oh no!”
"Wow--"
The young eunuch held Zong Zhengshi in his arms, but her face was bruised and her head was covered with lumps. She cried in pain, tears streaming down her face.
The Crown Princess was so frightened that she almost fainted:
"Oh my god baby! What the hell is going on!"