The Favored Concubine: The Doting Prince

Looking at all the familiar people standing there, I could see that they were looking forward to it.

Yuan Yan walked forward more firmly, his feet on flower petals and golden silk, just like when he walked step by step towards Yuanhuang to meet the prince's carriage.

He was so determined, his eyes were also searching, he saw Yuan Mo, saw Fan Qiu beside Yuan Mo,

But he was still searching for a figure, but he didn't find it.

His mother, Concubine Jing, still hasn't arrived. Yue Mo has been kneeling at the mountain gate begging for three days, but she still hasn't shown up.

Perhaps it was because he saw Yuan Yan's unnatural searching gaze. He suddenly felt that it was his own fault, that he had not done it.

He failed to invite his mother out, but only Fan Qiu knew what Yuan Mo had paid.

The first to come forward was the envoy from Yuanhuang.

Yuan Ye also stepped forward and the envoy from Yuanhuang knelt down, stretching out his hands and raising them above his head.

Seeing no resistance on his face, he knelt down naturally and raised his hands piously. He didn't care at all about this humble posture in front of so many people.

Fan Yue sighed in her heart, he is truly a professional.

Yuanye symbolically stabbed the envoy's hand with the tip of his sword.

This represents surrender and respect. Therefore, it was not His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who came to complete this ceremony, but the envoy from the Far Wilderness who was sent to complete this necessary ceremony.

Yuan Ye had a defiant expression and looked down upon the envoy as he pointed the sword at his hand and exerted force.

He did not let the tip of the sword scratch the envoy's hand. But he was thinking that one day he would point his sword to the north.

Then the envoy took a treasure box from the servant behind him. This box was very unique to Yuanhuang.

It was completely different from the wooden boxes that Chen Liang usually used. It was inlaid with gems. It was really extravagant.

"This is a gift from our Queen of Far Wilderness to the future crown prince." A hint of determination flashed in the eyes of the envoy from Far Wilderness.

Then he took the box and handed it directly to Yuan Ye without even glancing at Yuan Yi who was standing next to him.

In front of everyone's eyes, witnessed by the envoys of the two countries. Should I accept this gift or not?

If he accepted the offer, it would be an act of usurpation on Yuan Ye's part. If he didn't accept the offer, it would be as if Yuan Ye had no right to do so.

Yuan Ye raised his eyes to glance at the envoy, who still had a flattering look on his face, as if he was bending over with the treasure box in his hands.

Yuan Ye didn't even raise his hand, but just moved his wrist slightly, pointing the sword upwards and pressing it against the envoy's wrist.

He gently pushed the envoy's body to the right to face Yuan Yi.

"Oh, who is this handsome young man?" This was because he knew that the consultant could tell Chen Liang how many bricks he had before he came.

But he chose to put on airs here, which annoyed Yuan Ye to death. "This is our Prince Chen Liang. You Yuan Huang are so short-sighted. Why did you send such an ignorant thing like you?"

Even though he was scolded, he remained calm and kept a polite smile. "Alas, I am a stupid minister. In our country, the prince has always been the one to welcome the envoys.

So I thought your country was the same, so since there was a prince as the main welcoming historian, why did it have to be you, Your Majesty?"

"Do you want me to explain to you? Why don't you go back if I see you have been wronged?"

This sentence left the battle-hardened envoy speechless.

"Of course I deserve it, of course I deserve it. It is really an honor for me to come to your country. It's just that there is a prince of your country in this convoy, so I asked one more question."

"Are you going to get up and drive? Are the two of them going to get up and drive?"

Yuan Ye was annoyed by what he said. This was the kind of person he was annoyed with. In a word, a person with 800 minds. He really regretted not stabbing him to death with his sword just now.

"Of course I have to go, of course I have to go," the man stood up and walked back. He took the post Yuan Ye handed to him. It indicated the admission.

In fact, these are just formalities. The delegation has already reached the edge of the palace, and then you ask them for entry.

But there is no way these ministers have nothing to do, so they just do these things.

When the admission card was handed to the prince, the band started playing. Suddenly, everything became solemn. Two men walked up slowly.

The further Yuan Yan walked, the more excited she became, and she even felt that Xing Qian next to her was walking too slowly.

But Xing Qian had no choice. He had to be dignified and steady, as he represented the Far Wild Country.

"Prince Xing Qian of Yuanhuang Kingdom greets Emperor Chenliang." Xing Qian did not kneel down. Instead, he bowed respectfully. The old emperor was still kind and amiable.

With a wave of his hand, a young man rushed up and said, "Father, your son is back." Yuan Yan was so excited that the old emperor burst into tears.

Holding the young man in red, the two of them staged a scene of deep love between father and son.

Some of the ladies and concubines around cooperated by lowering their heads and wiping their tears. It was hard to tell whether they were truly moved or just narrowed their eyes due to the wind and sand.

Only Fan Yue was watching coldly from the side. If it weren't for the things she discovered, she might have been moved by this scene.

A son who went to an enemy country as a hostage for his country. A father who sent his son out of helplessness. They met at this moment.

But now Fan Yue felt that the old man opposite her seemed to have been cast through a sinister filter.

"Your mother is not feeling well and didn't come. You must take time to visit her in the mountains." Yuan Yan's eyes flashed with helpless struggle when he mentioned his mother. He didn't know why his mother didn't come to see him. In fact, although he was far away, he was far away.

But Chen Liang also knew a lot of news. He knew that Concubine Jing had imprisoned him on the mountain and refused to come down.

Even when my brother knelt at the gate until he collapsed and was carried back to the palace by servants, my mother remained indifferent, but perhaps she still loved me.

"Brother Prince."

Yuan Yan looked at Yuan Yi with such admiration and yearning.

He had seen the most beautiful person in the world and from then on no one could catch his eye.

He imitated and tried to find some familiar traces in the mirror, but it always felt not enough.

Yuan Yi pinched Yuan Yan's face like he did when they were children.

Concubine Jing may have been resentful or simply cold-hearted. She was indifferent even to her own children, but fortunately she was deeply loved and the servants did not dare to neglect her.

But Yuan Yan sometimes couldn't understand her mother sitting there. Why was she always frowning? She was so beautiful. But she was not happy.

He once thought that he could not please his mother. Fortunately, Yuan Yi comforted him at that time. She often accompanied him and hugged him.

But for Yuan Yi, Yuan Yan was more than that special. Yuan Yan even climbed through the dog hole and crawled into the East Palace. She placed the hidden cakes in front of the prince.

Seeing the prince suffering day after day, Yuan Yan was the only one who cried anxiously. He was not brave enough to talk to his mother, but he still took courage.

She wanted to beg her mother to save her brother. But Concubine Jing didn't understand. How could she be asked to save the prince who was the apple of the emperor's eye in the eyes of the world?

But later, Concubine Jing also acquiesced and allowed Yuan Yan to go to the Eastern Palace frequently. When Yuan Yan went there, the palace maids there did not dare to slack off.

This may also be a way to help.

"Hello, sister-in-law." Yuan Yan saw that Fan Yue was obviously not that enthusiastic. Although it was not obvious, one could still see his scrutiny.

When he saw Fan Yue's appearance clearly, he seemed to feel a sense of frustration.

At first he felt that no one was worthy of his brother, the crown prince. But now he seemed to agree with him.

Moreover, he knew that the thin girl in front of him had once protected the Crown Prince, and he liked her just like he did then.

"Brother" finally came to Yuan Mo in order. Yuan Mo was like an old father. He held Yuan Yan in his arms.

After he held her in his arms, he felt even more distressed. Why was she so thin and short? She looked like a little girl.

He must not have eaten or slept well. Is he hungry? Is he being bullied?

Sometimes at night he would dream of Yuan Yan in the wilderness, crying and calling for her brother. Yuan Mo couldn't stop crying.

He knew that this was against the rules, but he couldn't control it. In the end, Yuan Yan wiped the tears off Yuan Mo's face without leaving any trace.

The key to a national banquet is the banquet. You must have a meal.

Yuan Yi and Fan Yue sat on the right hand side of the emperor. The others lined up in order, even the chief usher Shi Yuanye, who had just stood at the front, had no choice but to line up behind Yuan Yi.

The palace this time was not the Linrui Palace where the palace banquets were usually held, but the Zhanxiong Palace. The decoration was very domineering.

The distance between people was very far. It seemed that the palace maids serving the dishes were jogging and had to keep the plates steady.

Yuan Ye, who was the chief welcoming historian, and the emperor had a very pleasant chat with the prince over there?

The two groups of people were all toasting each other. They felt like relatives who had not seen each other for many years. Who would have thought that this peace would only last for a few short years? At that time, it was these two countries that fought each other to death and killed their own emperors.

The dancers below were singing and dancing, swinging their waists in perfect coordination. They danced in a riot of colour.

But few people really noticed that the envoys from the Kingdom of Yuanhuang were staring at Chen Liang, and the envoys from Chen Liang were staring at Yuanhuang.

While looking for the other person's faults, you also have to be careful not to make mistakes yourself.

No matter how delicious the food was, it tasted like chewing wax in front of them. Only Fan Yue enjoyed the meal. Originally, the envoys wanted to say a few words to Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi would cough for a while every time he spoke a sentence.

Gradually, no one talked to him anymore. However, the Crown Prince, who was out of breath just now, was chatting happily with the Crown Princess, his eyebrows flying, and he didn't look sick at all.

After they observed for a while and then went up to chat, something seemed wrong.

Yuan Ye was so thirsty from talking that he couldn't even finish a glass of wine. His eyes drifted to the upper right, and he felt even angrier when he saw Yuan Yi, the man sitting there eating and drinking to please his wife.

Yuan Yan and Yuan Mo were arranged to stay together.

Xing Qian would occasionally look over there, and this time the man was no longer the playboy who played around with the world.

He was laughing like a child at this moment. Yuan Mo kept putting food into his bowl, wishing he could fill him up with one meal.

He just lowered his head and ate silently, not caring whether it was delicious or not. He just ate silently.

For some reason, Xing Qian's eyes turned red. He always felt that Yuan Yan was the same as him, both of them were children without a home.

That's why the two of them appreciate each other and become close friends and companions.

But when he saw Yuan Yan sitting next to his brother, Xing Qian realized that he was the only one who was lonely. He had no home. He was the only one.