Zhao Yuan was thrown to the spot, neither up nor down, and without any decline.

He thought he could have a love today, but who knew...

Destroyed by his own son.

Really biological?

Liu Dequan walked in and looked depressed, and smiled and said, "It's strange. With Master Yun next to him, the little prince is obedient and does not touch anything."

Zhao Yuan said angrily: "It's all spoiled!"

Liu Dequan did not dare to say anything.

He thought to himself, who is the one who is just such a child now? Who can he not be accustomed to?

Zhao Yuan said to himself: "As the eldest son, you can't be too spoiled. It's time to give him a sister."

Liu Dequan was very pleased and happy when he heard this.

The more descendants of the prince, the better.

There is only one son, too few too few.

"Don't be anxious, your highness, when your injury is healed, it will be the wedding day." Liu Dequan said happily, "When the concubine is pregnant, your highness has a legitimate son or a legitimate daughter, it is even more of a happy event."

Zhao Yuan's face suddenly became cold, "Liu Dequan, I see that you are very idle, so why not copy the memorials and save the labor of the Central Secretariat."

Liu Dequan: "Ah?"

When did copying a memorial become his business?

What else did he say the wrong thing?

Being with the king is like being with a tiger, alas.

Liu Dequan went to copy the memorials in a bitter way.

But I copied this memorial for several days.

His Highness said that just in case a small prodigal thing is tearing up a few more copies in advance.

Liu Dequan's hand almost cramped when he copied it.

Fortunately, the arrival of the prince's wedding day liberated him.

The prince's injuries were healed, and Concubine Yun brought his little prince back to Pingleyuan. Without the super-strong destruction of the little demon, Zhaohua Palace immediately restored its peaceful and prosperous era.

Liu Dequan was moved and burst into tears.

During this period, Zhao Yuan tried to be intimate with Yun Dai many times, but was stopped by Xiao Destruction Wang Wuqing.

The prince's aura is bitter.

However, to his pleasure, Yundai was no longer indifferent to his closeness.

At least he could clearly feel that she was also moved.

Yun Dai's softening little bit, and Yan'er gradually stopped resisting his closeness, which made Zhao Yuan very happy.

But soon another big thing came to my mind.

On the eighth day of the 10th month, the prince was married.

At the same time, the third prince Zhao Yuanqi was named King of Lu and the fourth prince Zhao Yuanhe was named King of Song.

Judging from the title, the four most nobles are the King of Chu, King of Qin, King of Jin and King of Qi. Among them, King of Jin and King of Qin gave the eldest prince and the young uncle respectively.

King Lu and King Song were the second best.

Zhao Yuanhe is nothing. He is a concubine's prince, so he is very satisfied with the title. But the third prince Zhao Yuanqi was extremely dissatisfied.

He was the descendant and the legitimate son, but he had only received a second-class title.

Naturally unwilling to give up.

However, the imperial edict was issued and the residences of each royal palace were built, so Zhao Yuanqi could only accept it.

On the eighth day of the 10th month, the crown prince’s wedding and the prince’s title of king were held at the same time. The palace held a banquet, and the prosperity and wealth were everywhere, which was dazzling.

Early in the morning, Guo Ning came to Pingleyuan, but Yun Dai hadn't gotten up yet.

"You can still sleep." Guo Ning shook his head.

Yun Dai yawned and was tired: "Yan'er was too noisy last night. She just slept in the middle of the night and woke up a few more times... the wet nurse couldn't coax her. I was so sleepy."

Guo Ning saw that she had a blue look in her eyes.

“It’s really not easy to raise a child.”

"Oh, I'll understand when you have a child." Yun Dai yawned one after another.
Chapter completed!