King An walked into the study. After the rain, the study was a little dark, just like King An's mood at the moment.

The doors and windows were closed, and the air could not circulate. The aroma of books and ink lingered over the study, making him slowly calm down.

There were many books on the bookshelf. He glanced at them without moving. It took him a long time to open them from the locked drawer, and there was a book on war.

He turned it over and saw a line of small words written by Zheng Yiye with meticulous strokes. It was better to say it was a scribbling than a handwriting.

King An's fingers passed over these graffiti. In the dimness, who could see his sadness?

He rubbed it, slowly closed the book, and leaned back on the chair.

His father's words were like an iceberg cast, and the girl he could win over from his mother's concubine made him even more upset.

This is like being born into a royal family, even if you get married, you cannot be free.

For the first time in his life, he began to hate his origin.

"Your Majesty," the butler's voice came from outside the door, mixed with the sound of the wind after the rain and the sky cleared, and there was a sense of urgency.

King An was silent for a while, still leaning on him and not moving.

The housekeeper waited for a while, but after hearing no movement, he raised his voice again, "Your Majesty."

"Say," King An responded, finally getting a response.

The steward said, "Your Majesty, Prince Ming is here."

Third brother?

King An sat up straight and shouted outside, "Come in and talk."

The butler pushed open the door and entered.

"What did Third Brother say?" King An looked at the housekeeper and asked.

"Prince Ming didn't say anything, he is in the front hall." The steward reported truthfully.

"Go and invite him to the study." Wang An lowered his voice, a little weak.

The housekeeper was stunned, is the prince sick?

"Master, what's wrong with you?" The housekeeper walked to the door, still worried, turned around and asked.

King An was startled, shook his head, and waved his hand to let him go quickly.

"Yes," the housekeeper responded and stepped out.

When King Ming heard that his sixth brother was waiting for him in the study, he was a little confused. Sixth brother did like reading, but he didn't study so hard. Could it be that he had something important to say?

He followed the housekeeper and strode to the study. When he opened the door, he saw his sixth brother sitting in front of the desk in a daze.

There was a book lying on the desk.

He frowned and signaled the butler to step back.

The butler withdrew and closed the door.

"Sixth brother, what kind of book is this?" King Ming said, picking up the book and reading it.

King An snatched it away, held it in his arms, and glared at his third brother, King Ming.

Prince Ming frowned and stood still.

What's going on?

King An didn't speak for a long while, but his eyes were scarlet.

"Sixth brother, what's wrong with you?" Prince Ming was a little worried. He, who was always gentle and gentle, had some kind of deep hatred?

After a long time, Prince An raised his scarlet eyes and shouted with a choked voice, "Third brother, Li'er was originally my princess, why is this happening? Why?"

Prince Ming looked at him who was a little out of control and tried to think about what he just said. Is the sixth brother still thinking about Li'er?

"Sixth brother, you have three thousand weak water, why do you have to take a scoop? You calm down and calm down. Even if you can't marry her, it still won't affect your liking and caring for her from the bottom of your heart." Although King Ming is eloquent in business, he can't.

He could only try this skill of persuading people.

As for Li'er, he also likes her, but not to the point where he has to have her.

"No, no, I don't want to bless silently in my heart, I want to get her and let her be my princess." Prince An seemed unwilling to give in, and felt heartbroken again.

King Ming felt a little sorry for his sixth brother at this moment.

The sixth brother is the youngest, he looks like a girl, he is the king of the country, his brothers love him very much, and his father and concubines dote on him in every possible way. Unexpectedly, he cannot bear such a blow.

"Sixth brother, please calm down first, okay?" Prince Ming approached him and patted his shoulder, his voice was very soft and gentle.

This is definitely not common on weekdays.

He traveled all over the country and had shops everywhere, and he was always decisive and fierce.

At the moment, hey, he really doesn't know how to care for people. Even the concubine in the house, he has never been gentle to her.

"Third brother, you don't know how happy I am to leave my son. Since I was a child, I have known that she is my future princess. I studied hard and took the scientific examination just to prove that I can do it. Even if I am not a prince,

I can be worthy of her, but she is, my father is partial, why is it the Nine Emperors Uncle?" King An cried with snot and tears, wishing that his heart was broken.

"That's enough!" King Ming interrupted him and said angrily, "She will be our royal aunt from now on. You and her are no longer possible. If you give up on this, don't make trouble again!"

King Ming said harsh words, and King An raised his head and looked at him with red eyes, somewhat in disbelief.

The third brother actually scolded him for the sake of Uncle Nine Emperors?!

"Third brother, An'er is wronged. My mother-in-law wants me to marry a concubine, a legitimate daughter of the Yao family. What am I like? A tool for reproducing heirs?" King An was silent for a while, still sobbing, and the mucus was still dripping from his nose.

drip.

King Ming looked disgusted and said he sympathized with him, but he still took out the brocade handkerchief and handed it to him, deliberately sarcastically saying, "Here, wipe it first, it's such a pity for your face."

King An was stunned and quickly wiped his cheek. He stood up and walked towards the bronze mirror. His eyes were red and his nose was swollen like a carrot. He was very embarrassed.

He quickly splashed it twice with water, and it instantly became clearer.

"Have you cried enough?" Seeing him coming back, Prince Ming handed him a cup of tea.

King An took a look, took it, and drank it all in one gulp. He had cried a lot just now and was really thirsty.

King Ming raised his eyebrows and was a little speechless. He also knew how to drink water, so he didn't seem so sad!

Even though he was thinking this way, he didn't say much. He just picked up the book that his sixth brother had put down again, opened the first page, and took a look. Who wrote these words that looked like paintings?

He glanced at his sixth brother suspiciously and guessed, "Is this written by Li'er?"

An Wang wiped his nose and nodded vigorously.

But her eyes were staring at him from time to time, fearing that he would take it away.

"Xiao Li'er is very interesting. Sixth brother, please sit down and let's talk." Prince Ming thought for a while and decided to enlighten him.

You can't hang yourself from a tree.

King An sat down obediently.

The two brothers looked at each other.

King Ming coughed, drank a few more sips of tea, and began to speak sincerely, "Not only you, but also the second brother wants to marry Li'er. Look at the look in the eldest brother's eyes. Could it be that he is not interested? Old four, old five,

What do you think they think? Sixth brother, this is not a question of who is happy to leave the children, but a question of how the father can balance."

When King An heard this, his eyes widened instantly. What did the third brother say?

Seeing the serious look on his third brother's face, he was in a daze for a long time.

The faces of several brothers flashed through his mind one by one, and finally passed over Li'er's beautiful face, her surprise, her coldness, and the delicious food that was cooked to perfection...

"Third brother, they all think that if they get Li'er, they can get the throne of emperor?" King An was silent for a long time before speaking in a low voice.

Prince Ming nodded. He would not fight for anything. As a bystander, he knew this best.
Chapter completed!