Chapter 564 It’s ok, this king only loves beauties
"Your Highness, those who were traveling with the Crown Prince of Changle said that although he drank quite a bit during the poetry competition, he was not completely drunk."
"So, what Yingxue just said is true."
Seeing Princess Huayang's slightly gloomy expression, Yun Que said carefully, "According to Princess Roujia, the Crown Prince of Changle, under the influence of alcohol, mistook Miss Song for Princess Yong'an.
And she made the best of it and ended up doing something good.”
Princess Huayang: "Alright, no need to say more, it's just irritating to my ears."
Skylark responded respectfully.
Listening to the sound of the Buddhist beads being plucked, she said cautiously, "Your Highness, given Prince Jin's temperament, I'm afraid he won't let this matter go."
Princess Huayang snorted coldly, "It doesn't matter. He has long been dissatisfied with me anyway, so this is not a big deal."
Yunque said, "But what happened today was not what Your Highness intended."
"So what?" Princess Huayang asked, "Do you really think that wolf cub will believe my explanation?"
She said with a gloomy look in her eyes, "To him, there's no difference between me scheming to have someone discover their affair and catching them having a secret meeting."
Yu Que watched Mo Jinchuan grow up, so she naturally knew what his personality was like.
She just didn't want Prince Jin to resent her prince because of this matter.
Over the years, no one has seen more clearly than her how much her prince cares about his nephew.
Just as the people outside said, although they were aunt and nephew, His Highness treated him as his own son.
If the aunt and nephew were to become enemies just for a woman, she would really feel unfair for His Highness.
Seeing through her thoughts, Princess Huayang sighed, "Well, she's just a woman. If he likes her, let him do as he pleases."
Skylark: "Your Highness, do you mean to just ignore it?"
Princess Huayang: "Never mind."
Fearing that she was speaking out of anger, Yun Que began to advise, "Your Highness, calm down. His Highness Prince Jin has always listened to you. Back then, just one word from you made him stay in the border town for a full ten years.
I believe that His Highness is simply overwhelmed by emotion. Once he calms down, he will naturally know who truly cares for him."
Yunque paused, then continued, "People often say that when a man marries a wife, he forgets his mother. Your Highness Prince Jin and Princess Yong'an are currently deeply in love, so it's inevitable that they won't listen to advice."
Princess Huayang responded indifferently, and it was unclear whether she took the words to heart.
She raised her hand slightly and said, "Put this string of Buddhist beads away, and prepare another gift to send to the Princess's Mansion."
Yunque was surprised, "Your Highness, don't you like this string of Buddhist beads very much?"
Princess Huayang said frankly, "I do like it, but a gentleman should not take away what others like.
Since Kongming was willing to give her this string of Buddhist beads, it is her chance, and no one else can snatch it away."
Yun Que took it respectfully with both hands. Hearing the hidden meaning in her words, she immediately understood and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness. I will send someone to investigate the Bai family right away."
"Go ahead and keep your hands and feet clean."
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"It's my fault. I frightened you today."
Inside the carriage, Mo Jinchuan clenched his fists, his eyes full of regret.
He shouldn't have listened to that brat Zixu's twisted logic, saying that she must like reserved men and asked him not to be so impatient.
According to his idea, she should have taken the carriage from Prince Jin's Mansion to the Princess' Mansion today.
With him around, even if Song Huai'en was blind, he would not dare to stuff his precious daughter into his carriage.
Song Yanxi was stunned when she heard this.
Then she reacted and said helplessly: "I thought the prince was tired and sat in the carriage without saying a word."
Mo Jinchuan pursed his lips slightly, his dark eyes filled with regret, "This matter is all caused by me."
Song Yanxi asked, "Why is Your Highness so certain that Princess Huayang doesn't want me to marry you?"
Her intuition told her that there must be something he had not told her.
Staring straight at Mo Jinchuan, Song Yanxi reminded him, "If Your Majesty truly wants to grow old with me, we must be honest with each other."
Otherwise, even if it meant disobeying the emperor's order, she would never marry him.
She didn't say the rest, but Mo Jinchuan saw the clue from her eyes and said without hesitation: "Ask whatever you want to know. This king will never hide anything."
Song Yanxi: "Why did His Majesty punish the prince to kneel outside the imperial study that day in the palace?"
Emperor Xuande has always loved Mo Jinchuan, and knowing that his leg injury had just healed, he would not easily order him to kneel for such a trivial matter.
In particular, he was made to kneel on the busy palace road outside the imperial study.
If you don’t know, you might think he was kneeling on purpose for someone to see.
If he was just angry that Mo Jinchuan insisted on marrying her, there was no need to go to such lengths. It would not only damage his reputation as a prince, but also affect the relationship between them as father and son.
For Emperor Xuande, this move was not a wise one and was totally inconsistent with his status as an emperor.
Mo Jinchuan laughed, "I thought you were going to ask something."
Song Yanxi raised her eyebrows slightly, "Your Highness, is it inconvenient to say?"
"Convenient, of course it's convenient."
Mo Jinchuan smiled and said teasingly, "After looking at you, you look best when you're angry."
Hearing this, Song Yanxi frowned slightly.
Just as she was about to speak, she heard Mo Jinchuan explain, "It's nothing serious. I just thought that now that the border town has been settled, I want to take a break and stay in the capital as an idle prince."
Song Yanxi's expression suddenly became complicated.
In order to marry her, he actually voluntarily handed over his military power.
No wonder His Majesty was clearly angry when he came out to see her that day.
If it were her, she probably wouldn't be able to accept that her son, whom she had always been proud of, would one day give up the achievements he had worked so hard to achieve just for a woman because of his emotions.
Song Yanxi's eyes flickered slightly, and she asked softly, "Your Highness, do you know what it means if the military power is no longer in your hands?"
Mo Jinchuan chuckled, "From what you said, are you treating me like a three-year-old child?"
The implication is that he knows the consequences.
But he still did it.
Song Yanxi suppressed the bitterness in her heart and pretended to be relaxed, "Other people's weddings are all happy events, but why is it that for the prince, it is all about losing money and power?"
Mo Jinchuan's lips curled slightly, and he smiled carefreely, "It's okay, this king only loves beautiful women."
Song Yanxi also smiled, but her eyes were slightly red.
Although she didn't know when he fell in love with her, she could clearly see his passionate and pure love.
He treated her so sincerely, how could she let him down?
Song Yanxi took Mo Jinchuan's hand, feeling the heat of his palm, and said word by word: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. Yanxi will never let you down in this life."
Mo Jinchuan held her hand in return, his eyes burning as he said, "Once you accept my betrothal gift, there will be no room for regret."
He paused, then added, "Perhaps I'm not as upright as you think."
Song Yanxi smiled, "What a coincidence, me too."
The two smiled at each other, and the atmosphere in the carriage quickly heated up.
Looking at the face he had been thinking about day and night, Mo Jinchuan's Adam's apple moved slightly. Just as he was about to move, he heard a horse neighing outside.
An Yi's voice followed closely behind.
"Who is in front of us? How dare you stop the carriage of Prince Jin's Mansion?"
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