calm?
Qi Jin really wanted to ask the old guys outside, if their son was poisoned, would they be able to calm down?
If their son was only two years old and was poisoned as a hostage, would they cut the poisoner into pieces?
But Qi Jin really doesn't want to talk nonsense to these old men in Mobei.
After stomping on Dugu Yiyun hard, Qi Jin ignored the rotten man lying on the ground like a dead dog. He walked over, opened the door, and raised his eyebrows at the envoys: "You envoys, how can you live here?" Are you still used to it?"
The envoys did not answer this question, because as soon as they opened the door, they saw Dugu Yinyun lying on the ground with scars all over his body.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they all pushed aside Qi Jin and rushed in: "Your Highness the Crown Prince! Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
Dugu Yinyun lay on the ground, squirming painfully and hard. His breathing was rapid, his hair was messy, and there were several little finger-long bloodstains on his face. He looked extremely miserable.
Several envoys hurriedly tried to help Dugu Yinyun up. It could be seen that he was so seriously injured, but they did not dare to do anything easily. They only shouted anxiously: "Come here! Call the accompanying imperial doctor over, hurry!"
"It seems that your accompanying physician is not here." Qi Jin turned around, not angry at their rude behavior just now, and reminded slowly, "How about I go get him a doctor?"
Dugu Yinyun moved slowly and straightened up slowly. The envoys carefully supported him and helped him to lean on the bed. Then they turned to look at Qi Jin, all of them furious.
"Is it too much, Prince Qi? We have come all the way here for the sake of diplomatic relations between the two countries. Even if the prince has old grudges with you, the overall situation should be the top priority now. How can Prince Qi treat the prince like this?"
"Isn't Prince Qi worried that if the news reaches Mobei, the emperor will be angry and raise troops, making your Chu country pay the price?"
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the Crown Prince of Mobei. Prince Qi is so arrogant and domineering, the Mobei Cavalry will never give up!"
Qi Jin raised his eyebrows: "It's for the sake of diplomatic relations between the two countries that I came here late at night to teach you the rules of the Mobei prince. He doesn't even spare a child. How can he be worthy of being a prince with such despicable and shameless behavior? He clearly wants to Mobei was dragged to a dead end."
"Prince Qi——"
Qi Jin smiled and said: "I heard that Dugu Yinyun and several other brothers are eyeing the throne. I wonder if there is any chance for other princes to have the pleasure of being a prince before your country is destroyed?"
When all the envoys heard this, their faces were livid with anger: "Prince Qi, who is qualified to be the prince is our own business in Mobei. We don't need anyone else to tell us!"
"Please Prince Qi not to interfere in other countries' internal affairs!"
Qi Jin clicked his tongue and curled up the whip in his hand: "I have no interest in interfering in your internal affairs. Who would care to interfere in a royal family that is about to cease to exist?"
After leaving these words, he turned and left.
The envoys were furious but had no choice but to watch him leave.
Who told the posthouse to be filled with Chu guards?
They, a group of civil servants, couldn't protect the prince if they stayed here. General Jing was seriously injured and couldn't get up now...
Several envoys looked at each other, their eyes full of fear and uneasiness about the unknown fate.
The curfew in Chu State started at 1 hour every night. Qi Jin rushed back to the eldest princess's mansion at the last moment. After entering, he did not go back to Feiyu Pavilion immediately. Instead, he returned to his own yard and ordered someone to prepare hot water. .
After bathing and changing clothes, he walked out of the house wearing a moon-white brocade robe and sat in the pavilion in the back garden for a while, quietly thinking about what happened throughout the day.
After calming down at this time, he was still a little scared.
If Princess Qixia had not told the truth firmly, based on the words of this child and Dugu Yinyun, even if the emperor did not doubt him, the civil and military officials in the court would have doubts.
What's more, his father holds military power.
Military generals can protect their families and the country during wartime, but military power is always a feared existence and can become a sharp weapon used by political opponents to frame them at any time. Once a military general is suspected of collaborating with the enemy, they may not even have a chance to defend themselves.
If the people of Mobei worked together to frame him, this two-year-old child is the best evidence.
Thinking of Jun'er, Qi Jin felt a bit complicated in his heart, and looked at the lake outside the pavilion with tangled eyes.
He actually has a son, who is already two years old.
Qi Jin raised his hand and pinched his face. He felt pain, but it was not a dream, and he was not violated by that beast Dugu Yinyun three years ago.
The shadow that had been bothering him for three years was erased because of this fact. Qi Jin suddenly felt that getting married was actually not that scary, but...
Just what to do now?
Qi Jin slowly leaned against the beauty in the pavilion, frowning in thought.
If you want your child to recognize their ancestors, you must marry the child's mother back home, otherwise the child's name will not be justified.
But the kid's mother actually wants to be the queen...
"What's wrong with the prince?" The personal guard brought over a cloak and put it thoughtfully on Qi Jin's shoulders. "You look uneasy."
Qi Jin glanced at him lightly: "My prince suddenly got a son without any preparation. Don't you need to think about it carefully?"
The personal guard was puzzled: "Isn't it a good thing to have an extra mistress? I see that the prince likes the princess very much."
"You know nothing." Qi Jin said angrily, "Is that a matter of whether you like it or not? It's a matter of stance and identity."
The guard obviously knew his master well. Hearing this, he said: "The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. No one can predict what will happen in the future. If the prince is really worried, the worst he can do is find a way to seize the power into his own hands after becoming the prince's wife. , or wouldn’t it be enough to pass the position directly to the young master?”
Qi Jin glanced at him sideways: "Jun'er is only two years old, pass the throne to him?"
"What I mean is that everything has a solution, so don't worry too much for the time being. Maybe the Marquis and the eldest princess know that they have a grandson, so they can directly hand over the military power and come back to entertain the grandson."
Qi Jin was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Although what he said was reasonable, neither his father nor mother was a lover of power, but Mr. Wang was a married woman, so did he have to become a subordinate of a woman for the rest of his life?
Once his father relinquishes military power, he will be completely reduced to a freeloader, and he will most likely have no say. If the couple quarrels in the future, Qi Jin can think of the situation where he may be relegated to the cold palace, which is really miserable.
What if Princess Qixia has the idea of having three wives and four concubines again...
No, absolutely not.
However, Qi Jin thought about it carefully and found that, regardless of the two countries' positions, Princess Qixia was actually a pretty good woman.
Her appearance is dignified and majestic, and she has a somewhat unattainable cool temperament, which just suits his aesthetics. Her temper is also what he likes. Besides, they have children, so they can't just pretend that nothing has happened.
It would indeed be unfair to her to ask her to give up everything and force her to stay in Chu and be a good wife and mother.
Does he really want to get married?
Qi Jin sighed quietly, feeling extremely melancholy.
