Xu Zhihuai.
This name cannot come out of his mouth, but in other people's mouth, she is more than just her, she is Concubine Huai.
Wei Li had a gloomy face, and anyone could tell that he was unhappy, and the consequences of his being unhappy were always serious.
Recently, there has been peace in the capital, and all the officials in the DPRK and the Central Government have behaved themselves. No one dares to make any big mistakes and attract the special attention of Huang Jiwei.
Wei Li would not expose his concerns by asking a few questions about the prince's affairs in the palace.
This question brought out Xu Zhihuai. She and Zhu Suxing were inseparable all day long. They never shied away from being intimate in front of others, and they were even more affectionate and affectionate day and night behind the scenes.
Zhu Xuxing was originally an infatuated person, and Xu Zhihuai had many charming and charming ways to please him. He had tasted it, tasted every inch of her skin, and enjoyed every softness of hers.
He didn't want to hear any more.
Send everyone away, leaving you alone to sulk. He couldn't even help but think about how Xu Zhihuai was suppressed by Zhu Xuxing...
Being angry at yourself is the stupidest thing.
Wei Li didn't want to continue to be stupid. If he wanted to, he could use any means to snatch Xu Zhihuai back!
Can he get her back?
May I?
Can't.
Impulsive thoughts rise and fall like the tide, and finally collapse and dissipate.
To rob Xu Zhihuai was to seek death, and he didn't want to die yet.
Wei Li gradually sobered up in anger and returned to an indifferent attitude.
It’s just a woman, why bother.
People always have an inexplicable obsession with things they have lost.
Among the women he has ever had, Xu Zhihuai is the most special one.
She is special, but she is not unique.
He can also train many "Xu Zhihuai" to be more beautiful and obedient, and then replace them.
…
A stick of incense burned out.
The white piece in Zhu Xuxing's hand still didn't fall. Zhu Weizhen yawned slightly, raised his eyebrows with one hand and said lazily: "The prince has thought about it so carefully. It seems that this game must be won."
Zhu Xuxing realized it later. After he had lost his position, he raised his head and said, "Sister, I am very thoughtful. If you are not careful, you will lose everything."
Zhu Weizhen's eyes were dim: "It's just a game of chess, why should you care so much?"
"When I'm with my eldest sister, I have to think carefully."
There was something in Zhu Xuxing's words, and Zhu Weizhen's eyes darkened, feeling a little disappointed and melancholy.
"Is it that the prince is separated from my sister? He only regards me as a rival instead of a relative."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Xuxing immediately put down the chess piece in his hand and said in a very serious and solemn tone: "Eldest sister will always be my closest relative, please don't make any assumptions."
Zhu Weizhen's brows stretched and he smiled: "If that's true, then let me win this game."
Zhu Xuxing also smiled, but shook his head: "No, eldest sister has never been a cheating person."
"We finished this game fairly and impartially. There is no personal grudge, only victory or defeat."
Zhu Weizhen was slightly surprised when he heard this, and then understood.
Her brother has grown up, has a winning spirit, and has ambition.
Black and white chess pieces, silently encircling and fighting.
Half an hour later, Zhu Weizhen pursed his lips and smiled, and said calmly: "The prince's chess skills still need to be improved, but his momentum is commendable."
Zhu Xuxing lost another game of chess, with no trace of disappointment or frustration on his face.
He took a long breath and cleaned up the mess: "It seems that I am not a match for the eldest sister yet."
Zhu Weizhen suddenly put away his smile and reached out to hold his hand: "Prince, I will never be your opponent. If I win, you will win."
Zhu Xuxing smiled faintly when he heard this, looking inexplicably melancholy.
Zhu Weizhen continued: "I know that over the past year or so, I have made you do a lot of things you don't want to do, especially towards my father..."
Seeing her mentioning his father, Zhu Xuxing interrupted: "I went to see my father yesterday. He has already begun to lose control. The days to come will only be more difficult."
Zhu Weizhen knew that he couldn't bear it, so he simply said bluntly: "He is no longer our father. He is just a patient, a patient with no hope. He will never get better, and he will never sit on the symbol of the Nine The throne of the Five Lords.”
Zhu Xuxing looked at Zhu Weizhen deeply: "I can wait."
"What are you waiting for? Wait until you are over thirty and have not yet ascended the throne. Wait until one day you are accidentally plotted and used by someone, and your father abandons you. You will end up in the same humiliating end as me."
"Eldest sister, a close relative is a close relative after all."
Zhu Xuxing still couldn't bear to watch his father suffer a life worse than death.
Zhu Weizhen shook his head: "I won't regret it, and you can't regret it either." After saying that, she pointed to the cleared chessboard on the table and put down another black stone.
"We are chess players and chess pieces. If we are eaten, discarded or sacrificed, then the chess pieces behind us will also die, and the things we protect will disappear one by one. The prince said that you don't like losing, yes, We can’t lose, we can only win.”
Zhu Xuxing's pupils trembled when he heard this, and he struggled for a long time before saying, "Then give him a break, or give him a little dignity."
Zhu Weizhen knew in his heart: "I can let him sleep peacefully and stay asleep."
"good."
Zhu Xuxing agreed, stood up slowly and said, "I still have something to do. I'll come to visit eldest sister the next day."
Zhu Weizhen also stood up and wanted to send him off, but he heard him say again: "I think we should forget about Wan'er's marriage."
"how?"
"She is still young and her health goes up and down."
Zhu Weizhen asked: "Is it because of Huai'er? You always take what she says to heart."
"It's not entirely because of her. I also think it's better for Wan'er to stay in the palace. When she wants to get married, we can slowly make plans... However, I'm also curious. Who is the eldest sister planning to hand over to Wan'er?"
Zhu Weizhen walked to the corridor with him and smiled meaningfully: "I have two candidates. One is the second son of the minister of the Ministry of Industry, and the other is the Marquis of Qingyi."
"What? Wei Li?"
Zhu Xuxing was shocked and surprised, shaking his head in disbelief: "This is simply impossible."
Zhu Weizhen asked back: "How is it impossible? The court grants marriage, and there is no honor in it."
"No, I never agree."
Zhu Xuxing became serious, but Zhu Weizhen smiled: "Don't worry, we still have the best candidate."
"who?"
"Yue Yichuan."
It was obvious that Zhu Weizhen had planned everything, just like when she played chess, every chess piece had its own place, clearly where and when.
Zhu Xuxing's brows furrowed even deeper, but he couldn't say any objections.
He thought for a long time: "Let's consider everything in the long term. Even if the eldest sister is willing, Yichuan may not be willing. There is always someone in his heart, and eldest sister, you know it."
Zhu Weizhen smiled lightly and said, "I know, he has me in his heart."
