Chapter 527 The former crown prince must die
Mo Jinchuan said frankly: "I have thought about it."
Song Yanxi was stunned and realized that she had spoken out of turn.
She bit her tongue in annoyance and was about to say something to make amends.
But the next moment, he heard his voice full of resentment: "I originally thought that when I returned to Beijing at the end of the year, I would bring the betrothal geese I had hunted and come to ask for your hand in marriage in person. I never expected to hear the news that she was going to get engaged on the way back to Beijing.
I traveled without sleep and even lost three horses, but I still managed to make it to her engagement party."
"The prince was also there on the day of the engagement banquet?"
So much time has passed that Song Yanxi can no longer recall the specific details of that day, but she is sure that Mo Jinchuan was not among the guests that day.
Did he just come for a look and then leave?
Seeing the doubt in her eyes, Mo Jinchuan asked instead of answering: "Song Yanxi, I am a man. Do you really think I am magnanimous enough to watch you marry another man?"
Song Yanxi choked and felt secretly annoyed.
How could she forget about this?
Thinking of the conversation between him and An Yi that she overheard outside the door that day, she couldn't help but feel curious.
When did Mo Jinchuan start to have feelings for her?
A few years ago, or even earlier?
"Jiaojiao is asleep, you can put her down first." Mo Jinchuan said, reaching out to pinch the little girl's armpits, and then lifted her up casually.
Song Yanxi was frightened and quickly reached out to stop it.
It took a lot of effort to coax the little girl to sleep, and I can't let her wake her up like this.
Mo Jinchuan held her in his arms and explained, "Jiaojiao played like crazy for half the afternoon, so it's not easy for her to wake up."
He paused, then added, "If she hadn't been thinking about seeing you, she would have slept for at least an hour after lunch."
Children consume a lot of energy when playing, so they usually sleep when they are tired, and they should sleep two or three times a day at least.
When sleepiness comes, I can't resist it at all. I often fall asleep in an adult's arms while playing.
Song Yanxi said "No wonder", stood up and said: "Your Highness, follow me."
Mo Jinchuan originally wanted to put Jiaojiao on the soft couch nearby, closer to them, so that he could hear her voice if she woke up later.
Unexpectedly, after Song Yanxi walked out of the door, she pushed open the door of the side room and lit the candlestick in the room with the candle in her hand.
After seeing the situation inside the house clearly, Mo Jinchuan couldn't help but feel surprised.
The furnishings inside, including the rattles placed at the bedside, all seem to be specially prepared for children.
But there are no children in the Princess's Mansion.
Song Yanxi explained softly, "The room was prepared after the last few children left. Children of this age are the most active, so I thought it would be useful eventually."
She lifted the quilt and adjusted the height of the pillow before helping Mo Jinchuan put Jiaojiao on the bed.
The little girl was indeed sleeping soundly. She frowned and muttered "Mom", and then there was no movement.
Hearing the word "mother", Song Yanxi's cheeks became hot, and she lowered her voice and said, "Your Highness, can you please excuse me?"
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"The child is innocent, why would Princess..." Song Yanxi hesitated to speak.
Even though we know the relationship between Princess Huayang and Mo Jinchuan, it is not as close as it seems.
But she could never have imagined that the eldest princess would actually harm the child.
Now it seems that it was not a surprise that several children showed up in front of the people on the Lantern Festival.
Mo Jinchuan lowered his eyes and said calmly, "What my aunt needs is an obedient chess piece."
Obviously, he is not.
Given Princess Huayang's personality, all she did must have been intended to warn Mo Jinchuan.
This also indirectly proves that she has not completely given up on her nephew.
But why did she go to so much trouble?
In other words, what exactly does she want to get from him?
What people in the world seek is nothing more than power, status, or money.
But as the eldest princess, she has no shortage of these material possessions.
Song Yanxi couldn't guess for a moment what Princess Huayang wanted.
If she couldn't figure it out, she simply stopped thinking about it.
Right now, there are more important things than this.
After hearing what she said, Mo Jinchuan frowned, obviously not knowing the truth.
It was not surprising that they were not well informed as they had only returned from the border town a few days ago.
But no one in the palace heard about it, which is not right.
Mo Jinchuan said in a deep voice: "Perhaps someone has heard of it, but no one dares to speak out."
Song Yanxi's heart sank, and she hesitated and asked, "Your Highness, could there be some hidden reason behind the assassination of the former Crown Prince and the Sixth Prince?"
The two looked at each other, and she heard Mo Jinchuan say, "Big Brother and Sixth Brother didn't die in accidents."
Even though she already knew the truth, Song Yanxi could only pretend to be surprised, "How could this be?
I've heard from my grandfather that the Crown Prince is a man of both civil and military talents, and he cares deeply about the people; he's a gentleman admired by all."
Mo Jinchuan nodded and said, "Brother has been intelligent and kind-hearted since he was young.
He is the most worthy candidate for the throne in the eyes of all the ministers and even the common people."
Listening to the strong sarcasm in his words, Song Yanxi thought that she probably knew why the late crown prince had to die.
Emperor Xuande was still in his prime, so how could he allow someone else's reputation to surpass his own?
Even if this person is the son he had with his beloved.
The louder the voices supporting the late crown prince grew, the deeper the thorn in his heart became, until he had no choice but to remove it.
Thinking back to Emperor Xuande's face, Song Yanxi felt a chill all over her body.
If a father who is not magnanimous cannot tolerate his eldest son who is popular among the people, how can he tolerate another son who is popular among the people?
She didn't dare to think too deeply, and asked hurriedly: "Does the prince still remember Shufei?"
Mo Jinchuan: "Madam Shu is an extremely intelligent woman. Before Taifu Xie entered the court as an official, she had been teaching her brothers how to read and write."
Seeing Song Yanxi was a little surprised, he explained: "Before my father started the uprising, he was the young master of the escort agency, and Madam Shu was the daughter of a scholar from the neighboring family.
The two have known each other since childhood and can be considered childhood sweethearts.
After my father conquered the first city of the old dynasty, the first thing he did was to rush back and ask for Empress Shu's hand in marriage.
But at that time, Madam Shu had already been engaged to marry one of her father's students."
Song Yanxi's expression became more and more strange as she listened, and she couldn't help but ask, "So, Your Majesty is forcibly taking someone else's wife?"
Mo Jinchuan nodded and said frankly, "In the year that my father was away, Madam Shu and that scholar fell in love with each other, and they went to ask his father to arrange a marriage."
Song Yanxi: "What happened to that scholar later?"
"Crazy."
Mo Jinchuan's eyes were dark. "On the day that Madam Shu married my father, the scholar caused a scene in their wedding hall and has gone mad ever since."
Song Yanxi had never heard of these things before.
I believe that Emperor Xuande would not let more people know about this past event which was not glorious for him.
She even had some doubts about how much of what Mo Jinchuan knew was true and how much was false.
Song Yanxi frowned and asked, "When the witchcraft was discovered in Concubine Shu's palace, was it also at His Majesty's behest?"
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