Taking the initiative to remarry! The crazy prince is obsessed with me

Princess Huayang's Mansion.

Shen Xiyue and Murong Xuan were sitting in the pavilion playing chess.

"Set a fire?"

Shen Xiyue blinked, slightly surprised. She was just about to ask someone to burn down the shop.

"I heard yesterday that Madam Jiang went to your shop to deliberately provoke you, and I think this is something that can be used."

Murong Xuan told her his plan very calmly: "...The position of Minister of War should be given to a trustworthy person, so as to prevent people like Jiang Zisheng who rely on their family background to embezzle and corrupt and tamper with military supplies, and the Shen family army will suffer."

"Jiang Zisheng's wife and daughter went to your shop yesterday, and he secretly went to Prince Duan's mansion."

"On the surface, it's a satire on the Crown Prince marrying a wife in violation of ancestral teachings, but in reality, it's an opportunity to show goodwill to the Fourth Prince. How can he get what he wants? He used the trick to make the matter bigger and brought up the fact that Jiang Zisheng embezzled military funds..."

Shen Xiyue: "......"

Well, how can this not be considered telepathy?

Even their intention of dethroning the Minister of War was exactly the same.

She looked at Murong Xuan, who was wearing a thick black cloak, a collar made of snow-white fox fur without a single strand of hair, a jade crown tied up his hair, and all his jet-black hair was tied up. In his hand, he was holding a white jade chess piece, which he gently placed on the chessboard.

The sun was hidden behind cotton-like white clouds, and the soft sunlight sprinkled down and fell gently on him.

A gust of wind blew, and a few peach blossoms that had just bloomed swayed and fell. Shen Xiyue blinked at him in the midst of the falling petals and responded to his words: "Okay."

Then she also talked about Chen Yi, whom her father recommended yesterday.

"Dad said that this man is a rare talent who is both civil and military, and has an upright heart. He is a loyal minister who does not need to be won over. It would be great if all those who are loyal to the emperor and love the country were like him."

Murong Xuan nodded, very satisfied that she treated him as her own, and then gave the order, and Mao Ping just did it.

After that, the two of them did not dwell on those troublesome court issues anymore, but instead talked about their upcoming wedding date while playing chess.

"There are still ten days." Shen Xiyue raised her head and looked at Murong Xuan, and suddenly said: "Your Highness, I think we can take this opportunity to ask the emperor for an order to welcome the queen back to the palace."

Murong Xuan's heart trembled when he heard this. He stared at Shen Xiyue and felt a slight heat in his chest. She was interested in him.

Yes, he, the son, is about to get married, but his father has not yet issued an order to bring his mother back to the palace.

......But do I still need to ask for permission?

It was simply the Emperor's deliberate forgetfulness. He had tried to probe him many times, both overtly and covertly, but his father had never shown the slightest willingness.

It was enough for him to remember her feelings.

"Xiyue, I'm glad you thought about this for me..."

Murong Xuan smiled warmly at Shen Xiyue and said calmly: "However, Concubine Qi is in the palace, so my father will not write this decree."

Shen Xiyue was silent for a moment, knowing that what Murong Xuan said was true. Emperor You'an had treated Concubine Qi with the same favor for decades. Except for the position of Empress, he gave her everything he could. For her, he did not care about the Empress's face at all... Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling discouraged.

But this is the selfish desire hidden under the imperial power.

She thought for a moment, and then said, "Then ask the emperor for permission to hold our wedding at the imperial mausoleum... Just tell him that your Highness was able to escape death this time because of the emperor's grace, so we can comfort our ancestors."

For Murong Xuan, this is a win-win situation with no disadvantages.

After all, now, Emperor You'an is very willing to be a loving father and filial son to Murong Xuan.

Ignoring the ancestral precepts and granting him a marriage is the best manifestation of this...If Murong Xuan asks for an imperial decree to have the wedding at the imperial mausoleum, Emperor You'an's deep love for his son will only be more satisfied.

But for Shen Xiyue, it was too unfair to hold her wedding at the Murong family's ancestral tomb.

Shen Xiyue could see what he was worried about, but she already treated him like a family member.

She smiled slightly, and reached out to hold his hand across the chessboard: "Your Highness, do you think I can't see it? The real beneficiary of the Minister of War's affairs is my father. You think about me, so I naturally have to think about you."

Murong Xuan chuckled with satisfaction in his eyes. What could be more satisfying than having your efforts recognized by your loved one?

Thinking of this, he accepted her kindness: "Xiyue, thank you for thinking so much for me. I also want my mother to see you and I get married."

Shen Xiyue had a satisfied smile on her face: "To you and me, these are just little things, but we have each other in our hearts, and these little things are so precious."

Murong Xuan's heart was completely moved.

He held her hand in return, looked at her steadily, and said softly: "With such a virtuous wife, what else could a husband ask for? Xiyue, I will never let you down in this life... You don't have to believe it all now, just write it down and let the rest of your life prove it."

What confident words and what a proud expression.

Murong Xuan's promises were different from those of others. He neither swore an oath to heaven nor sought immediate conviction from the other party. He was always calm and composed, and he would do what he said.

After settling the matter, the two continued playing chess while chatting about other topics.

While chatting, Shen Xiyue also won a game of chess.

The two of them enjoyed the conversation no matter what they talked about. Murong Xuan had dinner at the Princess's Mansion before getting up to say goodbye.

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Mao Ping followed Murong Xuan's instructions and planned to burn the shop in the dark and windy night.

He had asked Shuangye and Luliu to greet each other long ago. Now there was no one in the shop. His people quickly sprinkled fragrant oil everywhere in the shop and retreated swiftly. When he was about to light a fire, he heard a lot of chaotic footsteps outside the shop.

Mao Ping fell silent, took a deep breath and jumped onto the beam, looking down at the group of men in black. He poured sesame oil again on the ground where he had just poured it.

Mao Ping: "......"

Well, well, it seems that the people who want to take advantage of this excitement are not just his prince and his princess.

Mao Ping looked at the group of men in black calmly. They poured fragrant oil and set fire to the shop, then sneaked to the door of the shop, deliberately threw down a token, and then disappeared into the night.

I picked up the token and saw the word "Jiang" engraved on it.

Mao Ping pondered for a moment, threw the token back, looked in the direction where the man in black disappeared, and followed.

He didn't stop until he saw the group of men in black entering the gate of Prince Duan's Mansion.

Mao Ping stared at the gate of Prince Duan's mansion with a cold gaze. Oh, it seems that Prince Duan also wants to fish in troubled waters.

Now that Prince Duan has taken action, it is time to send a message to Prince Yao of Jingchu... Your good brother has already started to snatch the position of crown prince that you have been eyeing!