Spirit of the Phoenix: 108. Hao wrist

36 hours when the anti-theft ratio is 70%, buy enough to refresh and try Pei Ansu kept his head down, and never spoke.

When the little prince saw this, he also stopped talking, and the two fell into a strange silence.

Tai'an was anxious, and poked his head out of the "Saint Ancestors". Well, you little prince, before you leave, you have given me thousands of warnings, but you have ignored them all.

"The choice of life and death, how can you not give her some confidence? She is not a girl who grew up in the palace, she just wants to survive. She won't accept benefits without feelings." Tai'an lowered his voice and chattered endlessly, couldn't hold back for a while, stretched out his little hand and squeezed the little prince's chest hard.

The little prince was in pain, and the anger in his heart was lifted up by the two women one behind the other. He took a deep breath, but his face was still full of warmth and kindness.

"At the Peony Flower Banquet. You are wearing a crimson palace dress, with a goose-yellow peony flower on your high bun." He tried hard to recall what Tai'an told him, and forced himself to follow her words. Every word recalls the past.

"After the Taifu promised to marry, I will never look forward to your big marriage." The little prince considered every word, looking at Pei Ansu's expression, "You are well-known, and you are the Taifu's beloved daughter. I also promised to the Taifu personally that I will treat you wholeheartedly and honestly."

When he said this, he paused slightly. Pei Ansu was a little impatient, her brows raised slightly as if moved, and she gradually raised her head.

"His Royal Highness is unparalleled, and the posture of a slave willow, I am afraid that there will be a match." She said cheerfully.

This trick uses retreat as an advance. Tai'an praised in his heart, and felt a sense of sympathy for each other. She got into trouble when she was young, and she always loved to demote herself to nothing, and then took advantage of the guilt of others to make her demands as a matter of course.

Well, but Pei Ansu's morality is still low, and he is a little restless, Tai'an thought.

Sure enough, before the prince finished his sentence, Pei Ansu couldn't hold back his temper and continued, "Although peonies are beautiful, they are flowers and plants after all. Plants are ruthless, and can be toppled by the wind. I am a slave, so why don't you do it yourself?" Choosing a name, I think it will make a good story?"

Tsk tsk, Tai'an raised his eyebrows.

Grass and trees are ruthless, but two grasses are still of one mind. This is Zhuo Wenjun's "Nagato Fu".

Pei Ansu is not very young, but she is quite ambitious. I want to be a queen, but I don't want to be Gillian.

This is life hanging by a thread, and I still don't forget to ask the little prince for benefits.

As a man, he never likes to be asked for favors, let alone the little prince is the future king. Tai'an looked optimistic, quietly waiting for the little prince's response.

The little prince's face remained calm, his fists were slowly clenched under his sleeves, and after a long while, he drew out the yellow dagger from his waist.

What's going on? Tai'an was shocked. Even if the words are not speculative, it is not enough to reach out and stab someone.

"Calm down, calm down, you!" She poked her head out of "The Precepts of the Ancestors" again, and grabbed his chest hard.

The little prince was so angry that his teeth itch, but he could only hold back, and secretly scolded Tai'an thousands of times in his heart.

He moved his fingertips slightly, and lightly stroked the thin blade of Qu Huang's dagger, and a drop of blood dripped from his thumb, which dripped onto the bluestone board in front of the mourning hall.

"Haiyue can lean, and promises are unwavering. Since I believe it is you, I will live up to it in this life." Standing in front of the black curtain, the little prince said word by word.

And Tai'an, who was hiding in his arms, also clearly heard the promise he made in front of the white candle and black coffin at this moment.

Less than one month after the Taifu's burial, Pei Laoshu, the mistress of the Pei family, committed suicide.

Zhongshu ordered Pei Junzhi to suddenly attack him in the court hall, pointing out that on the day the crown prince asked for condolence, he had misconducted words and deeds in Pei's family and disrespected the grand tutor before the mourning hall.

The words "the crown prince loses his morals", together with the cause of Taifu Peixian's blood splashing Jinluan's suicide, were brought up again. Above the court hall, Grand Sima Chen Keling stood still, Qingliu and the party Wu pressed down on their knees for half of the hall, just like the boundary between Chu and Han.

The emperor was at a loss, and asked Da Sima for help for a while, and excused himself for having a splitting headache and being unable to make a decision.

Prince Lu Rui has not yet married and took office, so he is not allowed to participate in politics, nor has the ability to defend himself above the court.

The matter of impeachment is getting worse and worse, and it seems to be a foregone conclusion.

However, the reversal of the situation was only an instant.

Pei Ansu, the youngest daughter of the crown prince and Taifu Pei Xianzhi, knelt down and beat the Dengwen drum at the gate of the palace.

"If Pei Ansu doesn't want to commit suicide, there is probably only one way left." The little prince turned his face sideways, his resolute chin stretched into a line, and his lips were tightly pursed, "Marry me."

"Willingly, marry me."

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Taifu Peixian's dead spirit was buried in 7749 days.

The crown prince has just recovered from his illness, but in the early morning of late autumn, he was dressed in stone-blue regular clothes. He knelt in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony without trembling. The strategy has made great achievements. My son is willing to mourn for his father and relatives to show the greatness of the emperor's grace."

The emperor personally stepped down from the dragon seat and helped the prince up, with eyes full of praise: "My son's benevolence is the luck of my big swallow"

At this point, En allowed the prince to go to the Taifu's mansion to express his condolences.

The little prince returned to the East Palace before leaving, and was forced to sit down in front of the desk by Tai'an nagging.

"You're here to meet your fiancée, do you understand? You want to persuade her to marry you, how can you impress people if you don't tidy up?" She stood on the back of the chair, struggling to tie up his hair , trying to tie the back of the head into a high bun.

The little prince endured his impatience, and said coldly back to her: "...As long as Pei Ansu is not so stupid, she should know at this time that she has no other way to survive except to marry me at the court and surrender to me."

You can only choose one of the daughter of the Pei family or the princess. The Tai Tuo passed away, and no one would support her, and the Pei family would use her death to impeach him. If she was smart, she would know that she should break with Pei Junzhi at this moment, completely stand with him, and become his princess in the East Palace.

Tai'an didn't think so, turned his face and told him earnestly: "No matter how good-looking Pei Ansu is, she is also a boudoir girl in her boudoir. It is impossible not to have expectations for her future husband. If you look ugly and have a bad temper, you will be annoying. I'm tired of it, when she sees you, she might become determined to die."

After speaking, he glanced at some rose dew dripping on his skirt.

She fiddled with his face left and right and directed, "Hey, yes, smile... don't you smile like this, smile, smile, understand? Well, look at it this way, it's much more handsome."

The little prince grinned and complained at her: "You learned all these ways to please women from Li Yanxiu, right?... A man is indomitable, relying on a woman to be the top, I despise you..."

Tai'an snorted coldly, and patted the corner of his mouth with a palm: "Then you let me dress up like this, could it be that the person I'm going to meet later is a man?"

"It's not just fifty steps laughing at a hundred steps." She said with a smile, she took two steps back and looked at him with her head tilted, her brows and eyes curved like a carefree little fox, "It's much prettier."