Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 128 The Princess Married is a Little Sweet 35

"Father, didn't you teach us brothers to admit our own incompetence?

You use me as a target and train all your brothers in the hope that one of us will stand out and become the emperor you envision.

You are so cruel.

Now, your throne belongs to me. You can either pass it to me and I will be the emperor emeritus. I will still serve you.

Or, you can pass away now and I will take the throne. It’s your choice.”

The prince's eyes were red with excitement. See, it wasn't that difficult. Simply launching a coup would bring such benefits.

"What about your brothers? What are you going to do with them?"

The old emperor sighed, remembering what his third son had said.

“Father, don’t say I didn’t give him a chance.

I will use the same tactics against the straw bag that the straw bag used against me. If he lets me go, I will let him go.

He wants me to die, so I want him to die too. You don't have any choice."

The old emperor tried his best not to provoke his eldest son, hoping that he would not say anything too irrational.

“Over the years, I’ve sent dozens of people to assassinate him, but he’s so difficult to kill.

You want us to be brothers and respect each other, but in fact I just wish he would die. This is clearly my power, but you divided it among so many people and made us fight.

Now that the situation of fighting has already occurred, the result is right in front of us.

So, I will just grind my mad dog brother to dust."

Very good, the prince’s words finally put the old emperor’s worries to rest.

Under the dim candlelight, outside the thick curtains, the sound of applause suddenly rang out.

"As expected of my brother, I am very satisfied with the way you arranged for my death."

Wenren Huai walked out with a smile. The battle situation, which had originally tilted towards one side, immediately turned to the old emperor's side after Wenren Huai appeared.

After all, who is the regent? He is the God of War. This aura alone is enough to overwhelm those who followed him to usurp the throne.

“I enjoyed watching this play very much, and I believe that my father felt the same way.

The show is over, isn't it time to call it a day?"

Wenren Huai looked at his father with a sarcastic smile on his face.

With the joining of Wenren Huai, Wenren Jing, who had been confident of victory, discovered that the swords and knives that were originally pointed at outsiders were now all turned against him.

The original feeling of showing off disappeared in an instant, leaving only the weak and helpless little Wen Ren Jing.

The prince wanted to say something else, but the old emperor obviously didn't want to see this rebellious son anymore, so he directly ordered the guards to take away his weapons and take him away.

He has more important things to do now, for example, saving the life of this rebellious son. He can be cruel, but this is indeed caused by his father.

"What? Father is starting to soften his heart now?

Didn’t you already accept our way of fighting before?

After weighing the pros and cons, I concede that Big Brother assassinated me. Even my second brother's leg disability must be related to Big Brother, right? "

Wenren Huai found a place to sit down leisurely. His existence meant that he was not only a prince and regent, but also the god of war of Qi State.

He can intimidate the enemies at the border, so he can speak with more confidence.

"Huai'er, I originally thought it was the right thing to do, but the older I get, the softer my heart becomes.

Do you really want to treat your brother the Crown Prince like this? After all, you are brothers of the same blood."

The old emperor himself knew that his thoughts were a bit strange now. He used to think that it didn't matter if a few people died, as they were just candidates for the family business. But now that he is getting older, especially since no more heirs are born, he can't bear to let them go.

"Father, I am going to marry the princess of You Country, so I will not kill any living beings now.

The more favors you give to my future princess, the greater the chance of survival you will give your prince and my remaining brothers."

Wen Renhuai's voice was a little careless, but the words he said were cold and indifferent.

He is not a good man. He has killed countless enemies, and his brothers are also his enemies to some extent, aren't they?

"Okay, I'm sorry for you guys."

The old emperor's voice became increasingly low, and he looked completely distraught.

"Of course, to ensure that the prince will not become an obstacle to me, he must also leave something for me."

Wen Renhuai said this and clapped his hands.

Soon, a wailing sound was heard, and a tray was brought up with five fingers on it.

"He wants my life, I want his five fingers, right?

A disabled person cannot be an emperor.

Of course, whether my good brother can survive depends on how you, my father, treat my future princess."

As the bloody finger was respectfully brought up by the waiter, the old emperor looked ten years older...

The old emperor really regretted that he had not put all his sons together to compete and had not made the crown prince the target of everyone.

Although he liked his descendants to be friendly and respectful to each other, he did not give them such conditions.

......

The inner courtyard of the imperial palace was filled with thick smoke, and before the morning court session, all the sparks were finally extinguished.

The old emperor is ill today and will take a day off.

No one knew what was going on, but everyone could vaguely feel that the security in the entire capital was becoming increasingly strict.

Those who were well-informed soon discovered that something was wrong.

For example, the plaque on the door of the Prince's Mansion was removed, and the imperial physician began to visit the Prince's Mansion frequently to diagnose patients.

Even outside the Prince's Mansion, there were many elite soldiers protecting the people inside, making it extremely difficult to enter and exit.

The regent, on the other hand, went to his princess as usual and continued to teach her how to ride and shoot arrows.

"The sky is clear now. My little princess, just wait and be my princess."

Wen Renhuai gently kissed Miaomiao's forehead. He was also nervous, but after seeing Miaomiao, this nervousness turned into a pool of warm water.

In front of Miaomiao, he is the real him, not the regent who has blood on his hands and has no humanity in the palace.

Just a man with a future.

Miaomiao was with Wenren Huai the whole day. It is worth mentioning that as an outstanding talent of the Holy Mother Clan, Miaomiao's horse riding skills are not inferior to those of ordinary soldiers.

However, his archery skills were somewhat ineffective due to the body's inherent lack of strength.

Wenren Huai finally chose to put the sleeve arrow on Miaomiao.

It was not until the evening that the two separated, and when the guards outside the door saw Miaomiao, they hurried over to give instructions.

It turned out that His Majesty the Emperor had been sending gifts to the Princess's Residence since the afternoon, and now the entire yard was filled with the favors bestowed by His Majesty the Emperor on the future Princess Regent.

Not only that, there was even news in the palace that the Imperial Astronomical Observatory had finally begun to calculate the marriage between Princess You and the Regent today.

The director of the Imperial Observatory even directly calculated that the fate of Princess You was actually connected with the fate of the entire Qi Kingdom, and that she and the Regent were a match made in heaven.

Wen Renhuai squeezed Miaomiao's hand and asked softly.

"There are three auspicious dates for marriage: the fifth day of next month, the sixth day of next month, and the tenth day of next month.

When would you like to marry me?"

Since they were going to get married, Wen Ren Huai was not prepared to make the decision on his own. He gave his little princess three days to choose.

"Aren't there other months?"

Miaomiao was curious. She didn't eat any melon in the morning, but she ate so much melon in the evening.

"In the following months, the imperial dynasty underwent reforms, and the months were not good enough, so the Imperial Observatory was powerless to do anything."

Wenren Huai discredited the director of the Imperial Observatory without hesitation. In short, it couldn't be too late.

"Then let's go for the sixth day."

Miaomiao pursed her lips. Does it make any difference whether it is tied early or late?