The King of Nanzhao had no sons. He did not even have any living brothers or nephews. As a result, Princess Anxi had become the Crown Princess, the next Queen of Nanzhao. As a result, who did the Princess wish to marry into? Mo Xiuyao indifferently stated, "Although Nanzhao has no princes, there is still the King of Nanzhao."
"You mean …" Ye Li was speechless. She finally understood why Princess Changle's expression had been so gloomy upon hearing her question.
Although she had not met the King of Nanzhao, Princess Anxi was already twenty-five or twenty-six years old. It seemed that the King of Nanzhao had only had Princess Anxi around the age of twenty. In other words, the King of Nanzhao was nearing the age of birth. If this was truly the case, then compared to Princess Changle, Princess Ronghua, who had married the Crown Prince of the Northern Tribes, could be considered fortunate. There was another point. If the two countries truly wished to marry into Nanzhao, they should first submit a letter of credence. After the nobles and courtiers of the two countries discussed the wedding, the other side would send someone to escort the bride. This would be a formal marriage. Now that they had sent someone to escort Princess Changle to Nanzhao, it was clear that they were gifting Princess Changle to the King of Nanzhao. As a result, even if they were truly married in the future, the respect that the people of Nanzhao would have for Princess Changle would be very limited. What was Mo Jingqi thinking?
"Mo Jingli secretly has connections with the Holy Maiden of Nanjiang and several tribes there. Because of her relationship with Young Master Qingchen, Princess Anxi has always been on good terms with us. Now that the Da Chu State is suffering from internal and external troubles, Mo Jingqi probably wishes to form an alliance with the King of Nanzhao, "Mo Xiuyao calmly stated.
"Alliance?" Ye Li raised her eyebrows. With a smile on his face, Mo Xiuyao pulled her into his embrace. Resting his chin on her head, he indifferently stated, "This generation's King of Nanzhao has great ambition but little talent. Back then, he rashly entered the palace and the Da Chu State was beaten back by I, nearly destroying it. On the contrary, Princess Anxi had shown great political talent since she was a child. She was able to help the King of Nanzhao govern Nanzhao at the age of fourteen. If it weren't for Princess Anxi, Nanzhao wouldn't have been able to recover so quickly after the war. Then there was the Saintess of the Southern Wilderness … Although she didn't have much talent in politics, her scheming methods and the people behind her were all pretty good. Back then, Nanzhao King used the Saintess of Nanjiang to suppress Princess Anxi. In recent years, I heard that the fight between Princess Anxi and the Saintess of Nanjiang has become more and more intense. Nanzhao King is probably having a hard time being stuck in the middle. "
Ye Li understood. It turned out that this was a power struggle between an incompetent father and two powerful daughters. Ye Li nodded and said, "I understand. After all, the King of Nanzhao is the King of Nanzhao. Even if he doesn't have much ability, as long as he sits on the throne, he can compete with Princess Anxi and Shu Manlin. Because Princess Anxi and Shu Manlin had someone backing them, the King of Nanzhao also planned to form an alliance with Mo Jingqi of the Da Chu State? Speaking of which … Shu Manlin should have retired from the position of Saintess and retired to that Southern Border Holy Land, right? "
Mo Xiuyao indifferently replied, "Rules are set by people." Naturally, there were ways to break them. At the very least, Shu Manlin was still comfortably sitting in the position of Saintess of Nanjiang. Furthermore, she had more freedom and authority than before.
Ye Li helplessly sighed. In the end, this was a power struggle between Mo Jingqi and the King of Nanzhao. The only victim was the innocent Princess Changle.
Mo Xiuyao reached out and wrapped his arms around Ye Li, pulling her into his embrace. A hand gently patted her hand, whispering, "Has Princess Li's heart softened?"
Ye Li sighed and replied, "Princess Changle is still a child." Mo Xiuyao replied, "There are no children in the imperial family. She knows what she needs to do." Ye Li wrinkled her brows. Turning to look at him, she stated, "Princess Changle asked me for a dagger." Mo Xiuyao thought for a moment before replying, "Give it to her."
Ye Li nodded her head, once again leaning into Mo Xiuyao's embrace. She was unable to save Princess Changle. If it was only Princess Changle, she would have simply had someone take her away and hide her away. However, behind Princess Changle was the Hua family, the Imperial family of the Da Chu State, the Empress, and countless other people's fates were not things she could control. Therefore, since she was unable to save Princess Changle, then … she would give her what she wanted.
"Xiuyao, in the future, I don't want Baobao to marry someone else." Leaning into Mo Xiuyao's embrace, Ye Li softly stated.
Mo Xiuyao gently stroked her hair, his eyes filled with a faint warmth. "Our son does not need to rely on marriage for anything." Hearing these words, Ye Li could not help but smile comfortably. That's right, their son did not need to sell out his marriage for any benefits. At this moment, Ye Li was incomparably grateful to Mo Jingqi for introducing her to Mo Xiuyao. Not only for herself, but also for her child. "Xiuyao, I have never said that meeting you was the happiest thing in my life."
Mo Xiuyao lowered his head to look into her clear and beautiful eyes, within which were blazing emotions. Lowering his head, he kissed her fragrant lips, gently rubbing them together. "No. In the future, you will say it every day."
The next day, not only did Mo Xiuyao's group not leave Yonglin, but Prime Minister Liu's group also did not leave. Once again, they met at the best restaurant in the city. Ye Li could not help but raise her elegant brows. Her gaze swept over Noble Consort Liu, who was standing beside Princess Changle. Holding Mo Xiuyao's arm with one hand, she smiled faintly and asked, "Noble Consort and Princess are also out shopping? How come I don't see Prime Minister Liu accompanying you? "
Noble Consort Liu silently looked at the two people standing side by side. Ye Li naturally held onto Mo Xiuyao's arm. Mo Xiuyao clearly did not have any expression of rejection. Lowering his head to look at Ye Li, his gaze contained a warmth that he had never shown when looking at others. Noble Consort Liu's eyes darkened. She indifferently stated, "My father is unwell. Thank you for your concern, Miss Ye."
Yesterday, Ye Li had naturally heard of Prime Minister Liu's fainting on the spot. In the Prince Ding Mansion, apart from Feng Zhiyao, Zhuo Jing was the one who was most adept at pressuring others. Feng Zhiyao had grown up in the light. His expression was one of contempt. Although Zhuo Jing had developed a poker face when he was a Shadow Guard, his heart was not poker face at all. Not to mention that he held a grudge, his poisonous tongue from time to time could easily strike a blow to others. Prime Minister Liu had provoked these two people at the same time. Furthermore, Mo Xiuyao was an irresponsible master who never restrained his subordinates. Other than pretending to faint, Prime Minister Liu had no other choice but to withdraw. Rather than saying that he was unwell, it was better to say that he was ashamed to see others.
"I see." Ye Li was not interested in what had happened to Prime Minister Liu. As a result, she only nodded and said with a smile, "Then I wish Prime Minister Liu a speedy recovery. As husband and wife, we still need to have a meal. We won't disturb Noble Consort and Princess any longer. Changle … I have prepared the gift you requested. I will have someone deliver it to you later. " This Noble Consort Liu even wanted to make a fuss about how she addressed Princess Changle. Did she think that just because she addressed Princess Changle as Miss Ye, she was not Princess Ding? Princess Changle smiled and said, "Thank you, Princess Changle."
"Since the two of you have not eaten, why don't you come in together?" Noble Consort Liu took a step forward and stared fixedly at Mo Xiuyao.
Mo Xiuyao turned a blind eye to her. Princess Changle's elegant brows frowned. Although there were no outsiders here, they were still outside. This beloved consort of her father, the Emperor, was truly too careless. "Noble Consort Liu, Uncle Prince Ding and the Princess Changle are eating together. Why should we, outsiders, disturb them? If you do not wish to eat, let's go back to an inn. "
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