After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Fang Nanzhi seldom addressed Qingyan like that. He lowered his head and looked at the girl's delicate face. For some reason, his heart beat faster.

"Yeah." He responded.

Actually, it is not. In order to train the crown prince, the emperor has recently sent half of the memorials to the Eastern Palace.

I would also ask him about politics from time to time.

Qing Yan had to attend not only large and small court meetings, but also meetings between the emperor and individual ministers, and the prince had to be brought along.

Who understands? The emperor wanted to train a prince before, but when he thought about the problems the prince made from time to time, he had to give up the idea.

Now that my son is in good health, of course I should teach him what a crown prince should learn.

Government affairs are not difficult for Qingyan. He always gets the hang of things quickly and can also see the overlooked points.

This makes the emperor happy. He is worthy of being my son.

He remained calm on the surface, but secretly praised Eunuch Fu a lot.

This morning, the Emperor and the Crown Prince discussed the selection of the Crown Princess.

This matter is not groundless. It was proposed by the Empress Dowager. The Emperor used to be perfunctory about it, but now he should seriously consider it.

The prince is not young anymore.

The emperor favored the daughters of the prime minister, as well as the daughters of prominent families such as the Jin, Wang, and Cui families.

I just haven't decided who will be the Crown Princess and who will be the Concubine yet, and I'd like to ask Qing Yan's opinion.

Unexpectedly, Qing Yan refused it outright.

"Father, I have committed a crime that has led to my death."

Listen, isn't this nonsense?

"I asked you to marry a wife, why did you kill them for no reason? These women are all good-looking and talented, do you think they have wronged you?" The emperor was furious.

Qing Yan thought about it and actually nodded.

"Well, none of them can compare to me in terms of talent, appearance or appearance."

The emperor was angry for a moment and wanted to laugh, but he held it back, fearing that the boy would think he was encouraging him.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you still going to remain single for the rest of your life?"

"Look around the capital, how many men your age are unmarried?"

"I won't force you to choose anyone. I'll hold a snow-viewing party in the palace and invite the girls to come in. You can choose for yourself."

In just three sentences, the emperor went from being angry to being earnest in his advice.

He trusted the prince's judgment very much and was not worried that he would choose a vicious woman and that the Eastern Palace would be in turmoil in the future.

In other words, the prince's eyesight is better than that of the emperor.

Qing Yan didn't say anything.

He had never thought about getting married, if there was a... Fang Nanzhi's face inexplicably flashed through his mind.

Once it appears, it can't be dispelled.

For the first time, Qing Yan began to doubt himself. He had such feelings for a little girl and his best friend. Was he a pervert?

But he was strong inside, and it only took a moment for him to go from doubt to acceptance.

Wouldn't it be better to spend every day with a little girl than to spend decades with a strange woman?

He didn't know if this was heart-throb.

But Zhizhi treated him differently. She understood, worried about, protected and appreciated him. Most of his few emotions and feelings were related to the little girl.

So, why can't he be with the little girl?

Once the thought appeared, it was like opening a cage deep in my heart, and the beast could no longer be controlled.

Qing Yan was rational. He knew the girl was young, and Uncle Fang was probably...

In short, he still has to wait a few years.

Qing Yan suppressed his thoughts and refused to agree on the matter of choosing the Crown Princess.

The emperor was so angry that he started cursing. Qing Yan did not refute him, but left before he finished cursing.

The emperor became even angrier, feeling that the prince had been spoiled by him. Which prince would dare to leave without waiting for the order from his father?

Qing Yan didn't care about all this. After he figured it out, for some reason, he wanted to see the little girl.

Knowing that the Miao saint was leaving Beijing, Zhizhi would definitely see her off, so he came.

He was not there to see her off, and the Miao saint was not worthy of such treatment.

He just wanted to see Zhizhi.

Perhaps it was because of his different state of mind and the thought of spending his life with Zhizhi, so when he saw her this time, Qingyan always felt that something was different.

In the past, he thought Zhizhi was cute, cunning, smart, kind, and warm...

Now, he suddenly had many desires to possess and touch her.

Qingyan was unfamiliar with such an idea, but he restrained himself because he didn't want to offend Zhizhi.

Looking at Zhizhi's eyes which were as pure as ever, Qingyan felt guilty for the thoughts that arose in his mind.

Fang Nanzhi looked at his "reserved" friend, confused.

What's wrong? Why are you talking so little today?

Qin Yan is a man after all, older than the prince. There are some things he has not experienced, but he has seen pigs run.

He was sensitive enough to sense that the prince was up to no good.

He pulled his sister to say goodbye.

Qing Yan spoke first: "Zhizhi, Chen Yong has been found."

In a word, the three of them went to Xiyuan Racecourse.

Qin Yan's expression was a little cold: "Your Highness, wouldn't it be better to go to a teahouse to discuss business?"

Qing Yan didn't feel guilty at all: "I remember Zhizhi loved riding horses when she was little. I wonder how her riding skills are now?"

Fang Nanzhi raised her chin proudly and pretended to be reserved.

"is acceptable."

Qin Yan laughed in his heart.

The prince is not doing his job and is playing with little girls. It is obvious that he is not a good prince.

"Zhizhi, I remember you used to talk about a crimson pony and almost got kicked by it."

Fang Nanzhi was reminded and remembered that it was the first time she and Qingyan met.

The pony ran wildly for the second time because she fed the pony grass.

"Yeah, how's the pony? Can I see it? Don't worry, I won't touch it this time."

Fang Nanzhi remembered that Qingyan was very fond of the foal, and every time she touched it, Qingyan would give the foal a bath.

When she was little and ignorant, she even rode... The poor pony had to be washed three times a day.

Qing Yan:……

He was silent for a moment, then considered: "It's grown up now. I'll take you to see it next time. If you like, you can ride it."

Fang Nanzhi patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'm grown up now. As a good friend, I will never take away someone else's favorite things."

It was obvious that the little girl took his hesitation as reluctance.

He was probably afraid that she would target Xiao Ma again, so he didn't want to say more.

Qing Yan looked at the little girl's white and tender fingers, covering his chest, and felt the warm touch.

The suppressed evil thoughts in my heart kept surging, and I really wanted to touch it.

Fang Nanzhi has already taken it back.

Qin Yan also taught his sister: "Zhizhi, even if you are on good terms with the prince, you should be careful about your distance. The prince is a king, a man."

It's fine if you speak disrespectfully, but you can't touch me.

Fang Nanzhi nodded obediently and said she would pay attention.

Qing Yan wanted to say that he didn't mind, but he couldn't open his mouth and seemed to have no right position.

The three were invited to a high platform, which was surrounded by the prince's men. It was obvious that no one else was allowed to come up, so they could talk about serious matters without worrying about the news leaking out.

"Chen Yong had been living among the beggars. I only found him five days ago, but I also discovered that three forces were looking for him, both overtly and covertly."

"I have already made arrangements and have someone send him back to Beijing."