Chapter 665: Sharp Words

Prince Luo waved his hand, "You don't have to believe what they say. What kind of person is the second brother? He is extremely confused. It seems that he was also used by them. Maybe it was Qin Zhou who conspired with him."

"Conspiracy?" Princess An smiled with an extremely sarcastic expression, "Second Brother is a man with a high ego, will he conspire with Qin Zhou to hand over the throne to Chu Yue?"

Prince Luo said: "I don't want to ask about what happened in the capital, and you don't want to talk about it. I'm very happy that you come, but I don't want to hear any bad things about my brother."

Princess An sighed softly, "Third Brother, do you think I came all this way just to express my brother-sister relationship with you?"

Prince Luo was disgusted by her lack of concealment, and said with a sneer, "Chu Yue sent you to be a lobbyist, but it obviously failed. At any rate, you should cover up your intentions, talk to me about the past, and then get to the point. Wang was disgusted at first."

"The art of speaking is for outsiders. For your own people, don't beat around the bush." ​​Princess Ann let go of his arm, strode into the main hall, sat down, and untied the bandage on her arm. No medicine was applied to the wound, just a bandage over the wound to stop the blood from oozing.

After all, Prince Luo also valued the relationship between siblings, he frowned and said: "This king will call a doctor to show you the wound."

"It doesn't matter, I'll take some medicine myself later."

Prince Luo sat down, still frowning, "You are a princess, why do you look like a down and out commoner? You should be supported and protected by thousands of people, this is what a royal princess should look like."

Princess Ann wrapped the gauze in her hands, the blood had dried up, like a rose that had lost its bright color.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes revealed a row of shadows under her eyes, and her expression was extremely gloomy, "Princess? I was born a princess, and like other princesses, I have been blessed with all the glory and wealth."

"Suffering?" Prince Luo became displeased. "It's inappropriate for you to use the word "suffering." Could it be that these riches and honors can still scratch your body? Everyone in the world, who doesn't yearn for glory and wealth? You practice hard day and night in order to stand out and enjoy the glory and wealth. How much effort does it take others to get what you have since you were born? You are too ignorant, and you are so spoiled by your father. If you feel wronged, you don’t have to. Enjoy these."

"Since I left the palace to live in a mansion, I deliberately avoided these things. Yes, who doesn't want to be rich and prosperous for a lifetime? But, I feel uneasy. Who gave me my glory and wealth? Father? Brother? Neither, it is Bei The people in Momo, our royal family, are all supported by the people. After enjoying these splendors, we must do corresponding things to repay them. I ask myself that I am a girl, and I can't do much, so I would rather not enjoy it. As for the third brother As the saying goes, students get up early and stay late, and generals practice hard day and night. When they are in their prime, do they just settle for glory and not do anything practical? Maybe some people really come here for glory and wealth, but there are also many people who are I really want to do something, I want to change this country, I want to do something practical for the people of this country.”

"Change this country? Is it not good for us in Beimo? What needs to be changed?" Prince Luo shook his head. I've lost my mind."

"Since I entered Nanjun, I saw that Nanjun is rich and prosperous. The people live and work in peace and contentment. The business of teahouses and taverns is booming. Nanjun belongs to Beimo, but Beimo is not from Nanjun. If the third brother thinks that everything in Nanjun can represent Beimo , then you are wrong. In the past few years, the North Desert has been caught in war, the treasury has been empty, how many people have been displaced? Mo, is it rare?"

Prince An retorted, "This king is also from Kyoto, and he goes back once every three years. What this king sees is similar to Nanjun, and if Beimo is really like what you said, why does this king pay tribute to the court every year, brother?" Everyone wrote to say no?"

"But, did you want it? Give it every year, every year." Princess An shook her head, looked at Prince Luo, "Third brother, you and I know what kind of person the emperor is, how much his heart is. Vicious, after what happened with the third sister-in-law, don't you know? How many good things have your two concubines said about the emperor in your ears these years?"

Prince Luo looked slightly sullen, "What nonsense are you talking about? What does your third sister-in-law's matter have to do with the emperor? As for the side concubine, the emperor bestowed it on me. Isn’t it normal for you to strengthen our brotherly relationship? It’s because you are so dirty in your heart that you say such positive things so dirty. It seems that you and I, brother and sister, have nothing to talk about, my lord I will order someone to take you to rest first, and we will talk after you understand it."

After speaking, he stood up coldly and went out with a flick of his sleeves.

However, as soon as her feet stepped out of the threshold, Princess An sneered, "What kind of tough woman was the third sister-in-law back then? She would know that she was pregnant with your child because of a few humiliating words from Concubine Gong, and she would hang herself too." Suicide? You grew up with the third sister-in-law, but you don't know her temperament? After so many years, you haven't thought about the reason?"

Prince Luo turned his head almost quickly, stared at her fiercely, and angrily said: "Enough, what do you want to say?"

At this time, Princess An stood up, and said calmly: "Third brother, think about it first. After the third sister-in-law left the palace and before she committed suicide, what did she tell you, and then come to me."

After finishing speaking, she went out and asked again: "Have you arranged a place for me? I'll settle down first."

Prince Luo's face was very ugly, and he wanted to ask further, but felt that this was Princess An's routine, so she waited for him to ask, but under the pressure, he ordered someone to take Princess An and her people to settle down first, and then went back the study.

As soon as she returned to the study, Concubine Yang came with the stewed soup, and came in slowly, "My lord, are you still busy? My concubine ordered someone to stew some red ginseng and old pigeon soup, drink it first, and eat later."

He rubbed his eyebrows, looked at Concubine Yang with a tired face, and couldn't help but think of Princess An's words in his mind. He stretched out his hand and beckoned her to come over, "Sit down."

Concubine Yang ordered someone to put down the soup and send it out. She didn't sit down, but just opened the lid of the stew pot, stirred it gently with a spoon, and let the soup cool down. "Your Highness, tell me."

Seeing the concubine's gentle movements, his expression became a little more relaxed. Since they came to Nanjun, they have served him wholeheartedly. For three meals a day, they supervised the servants to cook his favorite dishes and served them properly.

"You have worked hard for so many years." Prince Luo said with infinite emotion.

Concubine Yang covered her mouth, "What did the lord say? Serving the lord is a blessing that I have cultivated for several lifetimes, so how can it be called hard work?"