There is no need to say much about the rest. Feng Zhiwei will definitely not ignore his identity and play sumo wrestling with others outside without considering his identity.

But it’s hard to say in private, so I might just pull them to practice in the house.

Feng Zhiwei was really interested, and Gu Minghui would definitely not be able to control her.

When he thought of Feng Zhiwei in the room, the emperor's eyelids began to twitch.

"Since you are thinking about it, then go and see your mother." The emperor sighed long and finally let go.

The prince stood up slowly, bowed to say goodbye, and retreated to the door before turning his body.

The whole process is called a rule.

But when I closed the hall door, I couldn't help but snorted coldly.

The father also taught himself a lesson, saying that he had the same thing as concentration.

When the prince left, the emperor looked at the note at hand again. These days, there was some turmoil in Miaojiang because it was not easy to directly send someone to suppress it.

I had some clues at first, but I couldn't think of it now.

He is the emperor, and there is only the prince in front of him. Whenever the person below takes some thought, he will always focus on the prince.

So what if the prince is in good health? What if he assassinates this thing, no matter how good you are in the foundation?

Once the prince goes, it is not easy to have another prince at the age of the emperor.

The emperor asked the Feng family and the Ye family to study in the palace, because of their relationship, and also to think of ways to protect the prince's safety.

In addition to his people, the Ye Feng family will also protect the prince in order to take care of their children.

In front of others, he is just an emperor who cannot give birth to a prince. Once someone has a strange intention, he will always think about touching the prince. If he really deposed the harem for Feng Zhiwei, there might be some chaos.

This is the greatest tenderness he can give to Feng Zhiwei as the emperor.

However, the emperor never told Feng Zhiwei that the prince had never been revealed, so she always felt that her brother Tingchu was a rare wise king.

As an emperor, there is no one who is not cruel.

On the other side, after Gu Jin led Prince Gaoli and the Queen to meet the ceremony, he asked the leader to sit in a position that had been reserved for a long time.

Prince Gaoli, perhaps because of the reason why he grew up on a horse, was always good at martial arts. It was rare that Gu Jin rested today and took his people to the school field for a few laps before the spring banquet.

The two countries have good friendships and are not allowed to have in-laws. Perhaps Prince Gaoli will fall in love with his wife among the noble daughters.

Therefore, Princess Buzhen instructed Gu Jin to bring Prince Gaoli to sit down.

As soon as they sat down, they looked at Ye Jiaoyang wearing a red suit, holding a long polo stick and running towards them.

Ye Jiaoyang, as his name suggests, gives people a feeling of prosperity everywhere he goes.

"Cousin Jin." Ye Jiaoyang stepped forward and greeted Gu Jin first, "We are playing polo, but Gu Changcun from Gu Zhongcheng's family is too weak, and others must not dare to play with me. Then he had a shameless face and begged Cousin Jin to be lively with us."

Maybe it's because Gu Jin is six years older than them, or because Gu Jin and Gu Mingchen are becoming more and more like him, both have serious personality. He is always more majestic in these little people's hearts.

Even Ye Jiaoyang was a little restrained when he was in front of Gu Jin.

After hearing Ye Jiaoyang's words, Gu Jin couldn't help frowning, "Are you not following the rules?"

What does Gu Zhongcheng mean? No matter what the elders have for their grievances, Gu Zishang is considered a Gu family member on the surface and can afford Ye Jiaoyang's uncle.

Why do you call me the official position?

Listening to Gu Jin preaching here, Ye Jiaoyang threw up his tongue and smiled at Prince Gaoli next to him, "Cousin Jin is so boring, so he only knows that preaching with a stern face all day long, isn't it better for Cousin Gaoli to go with us?"

Gu Jin has always been an air of his elder brother, so he naturally would not play with them. Ye Jiaoyang just shouted with his face, and it would not be so abrupt to invite Prince Gaoli like this.

As for this cousin, they all call it that way. Prince Gaoli is my aunt's nephew and always thinks he has relatives.

Ye Jiaoyang came to invite him in person. Before Gu Jin could speak, Prince Gaoli smiled and nodded, "It just so happened that I may not have played polo with you for a long time."

Prince Gaoli is different from when he was a proton before. He now does not wear Dayou's clothes, and is dressed as the service of their Turks, looking novel.

Ye Jiaoyang has seen this kind of clothing in the treasured portrait of Princess Buzhen, but he doesn't think it looks good. The Turks who came to pick up Prince Gaoli before were also wearing Turkic service. Ye Jiaoyang has seen it from afar and always feels that the color is as beautiful as Dayou serves.

But now it is not surprising, but it looks very beautiful when worn by Prince Gaoli.

He was not as weak as scholar Dayou, nor as rough as military generals, but it was just right, making Ye Jiaoyang blush.

Seeing his cousin's expression, Gu Jin couldn't help but frown, but Prince Gaoli had already stood up, so he couldn't say anything.

I just sighed in my heart that my cousin's girl's thoughts will never be perfect.

My second aunt and uncle would definitely not agree to marrying the Turks from afar.

Gu Jin looked up at the elders in the main position. With the queen there, they were always lively, and no one seemed to notice that the younger generations below were.

Now Gu Jin is on duty in the Imperial Gu Army, and many people are staring at every move. In addition, Gu’s father was named Wuhou and he has no son, so he gave the position of prince to Gu Jin, the grandson of the big house.

Therefore, Gu Jin has to be more restrained than others.

Prince Gaoli got up from his position, and Ye Jiaoyang threw the poke rod to him, "I think about our playmates like Dayou, but when they come, they also say they go to the mansion to find me, we."

Ye Jiaoyang said as he was shocked to be rude and quickly changed me to us.

Prince Gaoli held Ye Jiaoyang's little daughter's posture in his eyes, and the smile between his eyebrows became stronger and stronger. "Now it is not as good as when he was a child. My father Khan ordered me to revise the trading regulations with Dayou. If the minister's mansion is closer, it will inevitably make people gossip."

Ye Jiaoyang naturally understood the great truth, but he was always unhappy.

No matter how long it took, Ye Jiaoyang to be like when he was a child, no one had ever changed. He couldn't help but lose his temper, "Since that's the case, then what else do you promise to play polo and do it to me."

As he said that, he wanted to grab the poke stick from Prince Gaoli's hand.

Prince Gaoli hurriedly hid the poke behind him and said in a low voice, "If I don't come, will Sister Jiaoyang still pay attention to me?"

I deliberately changed my cousin to my sister.

After hearing this, Ye Jiaoyang's heart beat like thunder, and he looked at the side with a blushing face, "Of course I ignored it."

She was spoiled since she was a child, and her brothers gave in to her, so she was naturally proud.

She went to invite someone in person. If she was tortured by her face, even if she felt uncomfortable, she would not be humble to please anyone.

Just like her name, she was born to be arrogant and never thought about who she had lowered her identity.

After hearing Ye Jiaoyang's words, Prince Gaoli's chest kept undulating, "I'm here this time and brought you the clothes of our Turks. You love riding horses. Our Turks' clothes are always suitable for horseback than Dayou's."

This is not because Prince Gaoli belittles Dayou, but because of the fact.

Originally, the Turks all grew up on horseback.

When Ye Jiaoyang heard that Prince Gaoli had returned, he was still thinking of himself. His heart was as sweet as honey, but he didn't respond, "Then have you brought it to others?"

"Why should I take it for others?" Prince Gaoli asked in confusion?

"If you don't give it to others, then we are called private gifts and I won't want them." Ye Jiaoyang said this and looked very serious.

Now, Prince Gaoli smiled even louder. Don’t look at Ye Jiaoyang who is careless on weekdays, but he always has his own bottom line when it comes to major issues.

If Prince Gaoli brought them all, that was the courtesy of the cousins, even if others saw them, they would not be able to say anything.

But if Prince Gaoli only gave it to herself, even if he was covered in his mouth, he would not be able to explain clearly.

Even though Ye Zhuohua is so abusive, she knows what can be done and what cannot be done.

Prince Gaoli really wanted to rub the furry head like he did when he was a child, and stretched out his hand halfway. Suddenly, he thought that they had grown up and doing such intimate actions was not appropriate after all, so he slowly retracted his hand.

"Don't worry, I've brought them all, but yours is the most exquisite." Prince Gaoli said with a smile.

The breeze blew on my face, making people feel warm.

The feelings of a boy seem to be responded to, and nothing can be compared. He will treat you differently, making people happy.

Ye Jiaoyang was raised like a boy. He watched her chatting and laughing with Prince Gaoli, but others didn't take it seriously.

"It's good that my cousin Gaoli will come here. We must suppress the aura of these two little girls." Feng Heng got a folding fan from somewhere and kept slapping it there.

On the fan, there are four big words "Still and Far" written on it.

I can't say why, I always feel awkward when I see him, a man born as a military general, holding the airs of a gentleman.

Ye Jiaoyang heard Gu Yaoyao say that his uncle liked to dress up as a scholar when he was young. She didn't know if his uncle would be inconsistent, but Feng Heng's slutty look had nothing to do with Feng Ya.

"I don't dare." Prince Gaoli looked at Ye Jiaoyang with some meaning, and then stood in front of Feng Heng.

When Prince Gaoli stood still, Zhou Youxian bowed slightly to greet him. Prince Gaoli said hello, and said hello.

Ye Jiaoyang snorted, "It's clear that I'm very skilled. If you can't afford to lose, just say it."

Feng Heng was wronged and spread his hands helplessly, then looked at Zhou Youxian, "It's better for Youxian's cousin. I'll go to Zhou's mansion and I will definitely eat the pastry made by my cousin, otherwise I won't feel happy."

Zhou Youxian was hunched by Feng Heng's words, "I, I'm not a cook."

He was a little annoyed. With so many people, Feng Heng could not speak like this, as if he had a close relationship with him.

Feng Heng didn't respond, and just shook the folding fan faster.

It clanged and hit the body, making a sound.

Zhou Youxian glanced at Feng Heng with the corners of her eyes, and always felt that she was so suffocating in early spring, especially after sweating, she was always prone to colds.

But then he thought that this person was not his own cousin, and he thought about what he did, so he turned his attention back.

Not far away, Gu Changcun was always feeling uncomfortable when he watched them laugh. He was obviously Gu's surname, and his father was a descendant of Meng Xiang. He was a real famous family, but in front of them, he always seemed to be inferior.
To be continued...