Huo Xiaolong led Lan Tingche out of the courtyard with a smug look on his face, holding the confirmed evidence in his hand.
Mr. Li sat in the room for a long time, unable to come back to his senses. This young girl was too talkative. She talked so much that he felt that the Prince of Zhenbei was the wise ruler of the world. What was the throne of the Great Yan? She should unify the world.
Dayan, the grasslands, and even Da'an—they all belong to her; they deserve to be hers.
Why isn't it hers?
"Hehe, Brother Tingche, look, your master has been tricked by me."
The refined young man, holding his beloved's hand, replied...
"This is the first time I've seen a fanfiction about Long'er that uses reason; it's really good."
“I also tried to reason with Huang Ranhu.”
"..."
Although Lan Tingche was speechless and didn't want to admit the truth, he still thought that Long'er had deliberately gone up to cause trouble that day.
The man nodded.
"Yes, he's just ungrateful."
The two walked back to the Prince's mansion under the moonlight. Even though there was a curfew, no one dared to stop them. The sound of a carriage creaking and groaning came from the road. Huo Xiaolong looked up and saw that it was the Princess's carriage.
"Oh, my good grandson, and his fiancée, are you two having a romantic chat on the street so late at night?" Yuwen Helan lifted the carriage curtain and said to the two people outside.
"Hmm, what are you doing out here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?" Old Wang from Zhenbei said matter-of-factly.
You have three partners, and I only have one. What's there for me to be embarrassed about?
“I just came back from seeing the men. Before, because of my marriage proposal, my men were punished by the family.”
"So his family members let you in to see them?"
Huo Xiaolong, without any formality, pulled Lan Tingche into the car.
"Why wouldn't I allow it? I am a princess, the eldest princess of Great Yan."
The princess's carriage was very large, with six horses pulling it. When her carriage came out, it almost filled the entire street horizontally. Therefore, Yuwen Helan only took out this carriage to use at night.
Huo Xiaolong regretted it as soon as he entered.
The eldest princess wasn't there to see men at all.
This is clearly adultery.
Her three gentlemen were all sitting in the carriage.
"Sorry to bother you, Grandma." Huo Xiaolong instinctively wanted to pull Lan Tingche away; she hated being a third wheel.
"What are you doing here? Trying to leave?"
Yuwen Helan grabbed the hem of Huo Xiaolong's clothes and said with a smile.
"Come back and sit down, have some tea, and chat with your great-aunt for a while."
"What are you chatting about?" Long'er asked as she sat back down.
"Prince Zhenbei," the eldest princess called out.
"Um?"
"Aren't you afraid that after you ascend the throne, you'll just be doing all the work for someone else?"
When Yuwen Helan asked this question, she was looking at Lan Tingche. What she meant was, "Aren't you afraid that after you ascend the throne, Lan Tingche will come and take your power?"
Huo Xiaolong understood what she meant. She wasn't asking this to sow discord. Back when he had the idea of becoming emperor, his mother was also afraid of it.
Tingche is the legitimate son of the former crown prince. If nothing goes wrong, the throne will be his.
Now, he can only be a marquis by her side, unable to command troops, which is a disservice to him.
"I'm not afraid."
“My grandson has military power, no less than yours. Don’t be fooled by my brother’s words that he can’t command troops. In the Southwest, who’s in charge? It still depends on the King of the Southwest.”
Lan Tingche didn't say anything, and instead imitated the men as they prepared the tea leaves.
Although his son Long'er didn't like it, he couldn't help but know how.
Hou Xue from the Southwest is really getting into it.
The eldest princess thought he was faking it; who doesn't like power?
She likes them all.
What is power? Power is the most powerful aphrodisiac in the world.
No matter how old you are, whether you're male or female, this kind of thing is exciting to talk about.
Huo Xiaolong smiled, rummaged through his pockets, and finally pulled out a tiger tally from his waist.
"Here, this thing, he gave it to me when I was eight years old."
The young girl played with the tiger tally, showing it off to the princess.
"He had his eye on you when you were eight? He's despicable!"
Lan Tingche raised his head upon hearing this and slowly said...
“I’m not despicable. I just gave her the tiger tally to dig up cicadas for fun back then, and then it just stayed with her.”
Yuwen Helan gave him a look that said, "Are you two crazy? What kind of sane person would give their military seal to someone else to dig in the dirt?"
“But this is really useful for digging,” Huo Xiaolong said from the side.
"You two are a perfect match, one is mentally ill and the other is insane."
The eldest princess looked at Lan Tingche, somewhat reluctant to admit that he was her family.
In modern terms, she's a total love-struck fool, and Huo Xiaolong knows it, but she just loves this kind of favoritism.
"Tingche, aren't you afraid that when she ascends to the throne, her harem will be filled with men? You'll regret it then."
"Do you think she's like you? She's not a womanizer at all."
The man's words were very direct, causing the three men behind the princess to stare intently at her, making her feel a chill run down her spine.
Yuwen Helan waved his sleeve, signaling them not to look.
"At that time, she will have no choice. Have you ever seen a person in a high position who only has one person in their harem? She will have no choice."
Lan Tingche blinked, his eyes clear, his tone arrogant.
"Yes, my father, your eldest nephew."
The eldest princess thought for a moment and realized that Lan Youxin was the only person in the former crown prince's backyard.
but……
"That's because of Cen Ang! With her standing there, who would dare to go to your father's backyard? Let alone becoming a concubine, even becoming a maidservant would be a nightmare for her and your Aunt Hua."
“Aunt Hua isn’t that fierce, she’s a very nice person,” Lan Tingche retorted instinctively.
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