Yuwen Sinian never imagined that he would fall in love with a courtesan. He believed that he was outstanding among his father's few sons and that the Great Yan would surely be his in the future.
Therefore, his marriage was delayed for a long time, and he only had maids in his household, not even concubines.
These positions are reserved for women who can provide him with assistance.
However, man proposes, God disposes, and a Prince of Zhenbei emerged from Pingyang County.
When the Eighth Prince first heard that a young girl from Pingyang County had led troops to conquer the grasslands, he found it unbelievable. No matter what the officials in the court discussed, the people of the world would surely know this news.
People may not understand what Long'er's achievements are, but let's put it this way: she conquered half of the Great Yan Kingdom.
Although there is only one grassland, its area is so large that it can be moved outwards from time to time without anyone noticing.
If someone had performed such a feat while fighting alongside the founding emperor, it's uncertain who would have become emperor.
Therefore, Yuwen Sinian had the idea of marrying Huo Xiaolong at that time.
With that power and ability, marrying her would mean the entire Great Yan kingdom would be his, it was a sure thing.
However, Consort Wen did not agree.
That's why Consort Wen is so shrewd; she always understands things perfectly well.
“My son, your mother is too delicate and can’t stand this kind of daughter-in-law. Think about it carefully. When a man is working outside, there must be a woman at home to keep things in order.”
"It's one thing for us to find some young ladies from wealthy families, but you've directly brought in a living devil to oversee things. Are you trying to scare your mother into a heart attack?"
"To put it another way, if that girl is jealous, you'll never be able to enjoy the bliss of having two women on your left and two on your right."
Yuwen Sinian sneered:
"So what, Mother? What I want is the Great Yan Empire. Women, except for you, are just pawns to me."
Consort Wen replied:
"You insist that your mother tell the truth, right?"
"Please speak, Mother."
"That young lady doesn't like you. Not only does she not like you, but do you remember when you were choosing a concubine, the Prefect of Beining was bribed by my family to send his daughter into the palace?"
The Eighth Prince nodded.
Consort Wen continued:
"The matter was not accomplished, not because of your maternal grandfather, not because of your mother, and not even because of the prefect of Beining County."
"That……?"
"They took the young girl who had conquered the grasslands, broke into the Beining Prefectural Governor's mansion, took Miss Sun away, and also snatched the Prefectural Governor's wife and his beloved concubine."
"..."
Yuwen Sinian took a while to process what he was saying; something seemed off.
If this young girl were close friends with Miss Sun, that would be one thing, but she doesn't want to enter the palace. Miss Sun is a clever girl.
You could have just taken your daughter, why did you have to take the prefect's wife and concubine?
“The Prefect of Beining has already sent a letter to your maternal grandfather. This young girl is not to be trifled with.”
The Eighth Prince pondered for a moment, then asked:
"Mother, Grandfather's family still has some resources. This young girl must be short of money to lead troops. I wonder..."
"Short of money? The governor of Beining wrote that he kidnapped his wife to make money for that young girl. Now, she's the one in charge in Beining!"
After saying that, Consort Wen got off the couch and reached out to touch Yuwen Sinian's head.
“My son, listen to me, our family really can’t handle this kind of girl, let’s give up on this idea.”
Only then did Yuwen Sinian give up the idea.
She often argues too much with Seventh Brother, and sometimes she even forgets what she should be like.
Is it really necessary to treat those around you as pawns, as emperors?
Walking along the palace path, Yuwen Sinian couldn't help but feel contempt for himself, for the palace, and for his father.
At this point, the Eighth Prince thought that it would be better to wait until he ascended the throne to discuss marriage, rather than risk the current situation where, if things failed, the girl's entire family would be executed.
Until the Prince of Zhenbei entered the capital.
At first, Yuwen Sinian wanted to stay away from Huo Xiaolong. The reason was simple: he felt that anyone with a brain would never openly burn an imperial edict at the palace gate.
So the Prince of Zhenbei isn't very bright. Stay away from her, in case you get caught up in some disaster.
But we still need to put an end to her arrogance, as her father ordered.
Therefore, he tried every means to send spies into the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion.
The chances of success are zero. Cen Ang and Grand Eunuch Wang are both powerful figures in the palace, their schemes more intricate than honeycomb. Trying to put someone under their noses would result in half the person being lost before they even get inside.
When it gets to them, fold it in half again.
But there is a way, the Eighth Prince thought.
With so many girls from the brothel spending their days at the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion, it would be much easier to make a move on them.
That day, his subordinate came to report.
I heard that a woman of about his age was crying at the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion.
If a kind-hearted person were to help at this moment, this young woman would surely be willing to speak freely and without reservation.
Yuwen Sinian looked around, thought about the appearance of his own secret guards, and decided that it wouldn't do.
Women who have seen all the beauty and romance of life would never be interested in them; they need to be like me, with refined taste.
The Eighth Prince personally went up.
Upon first meeting, the surrounding greenery was like a clear autumn lake. A gentle breeze blew by, and her eyes, like scissors, revealed a few ripples that could directly touch one's heart.
She just sat there, and with just one glance, one wanted to pull him into their arms.
Yuwen Sinian said nothing, but took out a handkerchief from his bosom.
Wipe your tears.
Then, Huanlu disappeared through the back gate of the Prince's Mansion with a handkerchief in her hand.
Watching the woman run away in a panic, the Eighth Prince smiled slightly, confident that she would never forget him.
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