"Hahaha, I didn't think so." Prince Ping said excitedly, "Your Majesty, the one who cured your headache as you said was Wanwan."

Emperor Chongwen looked incredulous, pointing at Su Qingwan, his eyes fixed on Prince Ping, "Is this the crazy girl you mentioned who cured your headache with just a random injection?"

For some unknown reason, Emperor Ping Wang had frequent headaches since he was born.

All the imperial doctors were helpless and said that their mother, Concubine Hui, had a disease and the disease was passed on to them.

At that time, Prince Ping did not take it seriously. Later, after seven or eight days, when his illness had not recurred, he remembered the matter and excitedly told the emperor about it.

The emperor even asked a painter to paint Su Qingwan's portrait according to his instructions so that he could look for her secretly. However, the portrait was not good enough and the emperor did not look for her.

"That's not what you said."

But King Ping told him that the one who cured her was a woman with hair like a chicken's nest, bare feet, a yellow and dirty face, and who looked crazy.

Su Qingwan's mouth twitched, "Is that so?"

King Ping coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, "Of course he has an extraordinary temperament and is fresh and unconventional."

At this time, Princess Ping finally remembered to ask, "My Lord, is your headache healed?"

"Didn't the princess write to tell you?"

This time it was Princess Ping's turn to be embarrassed. She stuttered and said, "That...I forgot."

"It seems that the princess has never opened it to read it." Prince Ping looked as if he understood everything.

Princess Ping stopped pretending, "Oh well, you write 800 letters a day, and you want to write down how many grains of rice you have eaten and how many times you have gone to the toilet. How can you have so much time to read them one by one?"

King Ping felt wronged, "It is because you don't read that I wrote more."

"How do you read so much?"

"If you write too much, you will definitely feel that there is something important and you will open one or two of them to read."

"I spent the whole day writing in the account book. What's so important?"

"......"

Many people......

"Okay! It's too noisy." Su Qingwan really couldn't stand it anymore.

Others seem to have gotten used to it.

Prince Ping and Princess Ping were yelled at by their daughter-in-law and sat down obediently.

Emperor: You deserve it! You don't attend court and work properly, but write letters with a broken notebook every day. You only come back once a month to save money, but you let him, the king of a country, sleep with you.

Neither his queen nor his concubines were attractive, as they spent the whole day crammed on the small bed in the imperial study with a rough old man like him.

Everyone then turned their attention to Xiao Jingchi.

Emperor Chongwen's empress Murong Shu and Prince Ping's three children circled around Xiao Jingchi and looked him up and down.

"Ahem... which one...why don't you all sit down and talk first?" Xiao Jingchi said helplessly.

After a while, they returned to their original seats. Emperor Chongwen smiled happily, "Chi'er, why don't you thank your uncle for finding such a good princess for you?"

Empress Murong Shu glared at Emperor Chongwen, "It was obviously your black-hearted minister who accidentally got it. It was also fate that made you and her happy. How can it be your credit? How dare you say that?"

"Ah...hahahaha, if I don't want to arrange a marriage for Chi'er, they won't be able to fight each other no matter how hard they try, right?"

Emperor Chongwen sent Jing'er to flatter his own face.

The queen looked at Su Qingwan and liked her more and more. "Miaoyin, why don't I have such good fortune as you?"

The Queen was a little disappointed when she said this. At first, the two brothers were unwilling to be emperors, and the late emperor had no other princes who could take on the important task. In the end, he had no choice but to force Emperor Chongwen to succeed to the throne by claiming that he was the eldest brother.

When the emperor became emperor, he inevitably filled his harem to check and balance the court. All day long, a group of women competed for one man.

As for King Ping, he did not accept any concubines, so they were truly a couple for life.

After giving birth to a son, a casual arranged marriage actually allowed Princess Ping to get such a good daughter-in-law. How could she not be jealous?

Look at her son, he's just as annoying as his father.

The Crown Prince sat upright, feeling inexplicably glanced at by his own mother. He looked at Emperor Chongwen in confusion, and then both of them sighed at the same time.

However, Princess Ping still loves to show off and keeps praising Su Qingwan.

"Miaoyin, considering our friendship over the years, how about you let Wanwan be your daughter-in-law? How about you let Lao Xiao of your family give the throne to Lao Xiao of your family?"

When Emperor Chongwen heard this, he slapped his thigh and said, "Let's see!"

“That’s a nice thought!”

Prince Ping and Princess Ping said in unison.

"I heard that you two came to the palace so late at night just to take advantage of my daughter-in-law?"

King Ping looked at his shameless brother and said, "What's the use of your broken throne? You work yourself to death every day. Except for the women, you eat and drink less than those greedy officials with greasy mouths."

Emperor Chongwen covered his chest and said, "Brother, don't be so heartbroken."

Why did they let him be the older brother? This birth was not a good one. What a miserable life.

When he goes back tonight, he will ask the Imperial City Bureau to investigate a few corrupt officials to vent his anger and pay some money. He also wants to eat something good.

Crown Prince Xiao Beihe and Prince Xiao Jingchi drank their tea quietly, as if they had never heard any sound in the room.

Su Qingwan grabbed a handful of melon seeds from somewhere and ate them while listening to their quarrel.

This family, it must be said, is handsome, beautiful, and really a pleasure to the eyes.

Suddenly, Queen Murong Shu seemed to be thinking of something, and her expression suddenly became lonely. Princess Ping also stopped showing off.

He said calmly, "Lao Shu, it's all in the past, let it go."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room was no longer as lively as before. Everyone had a sad look on their face, especially the queen, whose eyes were red.

"It's a pity that I only have one son in my life."

The queen looked at Princess Ping with resentful eyes, "Miaoyin, at least you have two sons, and you will have two daughters-in-law in the future."

"Have pity on me..." Queen Murong Shu beat her chest and stamped her feet.

As soon as the queen mentioned this, everyone present would agree to her request no matter what it was. But at this time, Princess Ping said without thinking, "No!"

"Lao Shu, we grew up together with our butts naked, and even peed standing up like men. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

"I can't give you the flowers!"

Su Qingwan......

Is she a delicacy now?

Queen Murong Shu reached out her hand and wiped away her empty tears. She sniffed and said, "Hmph, if you don't want to give it to me, then I won't give it to you! I'll end our friendship for three days!"

If I don't give it to her, won't she just snatch it away? On the contrary, she has made up her mind.

"That..." Su Qingwan pointed at the queen, "Old Murong~ you said you have a son?"

The queen's eyes flashed with sadness, and she turned to seduce him, "Yes, yes, he will inherit the throne in the future. Wan Wan, do you want to reconsider it?"

Xiao Jingchi frowned helplessly, "Auntie." He looked at the prince again.

Why don’t you come out and give some advice?

Prince: Actually, I think what my mother said makes a lot of sense.

Prince Ping and Princess Ping had already made eye contact and were ready to chase the family away.

Su Qingwan waved her hands and said, "The red thread between 놖 and 놖's eldest baby is as strong as steel and cannot be broken."

She was not lying. A few days ago, she had a fortune telling. The red line between her and this guy was more than 10 times thicker than others.

I don't know if it's because I rolled the matchmaker's red thread into a ball and kicked it like a ball, and now he's holding a grudge against me.

Fortunately, this disability was cured by myself. Humph, little bastard, wait until I'm done with the disaster, and then I'll tie your red string around my cock's ass!