Emperor Wu Shun was depressed.
The second child regards the throne as a scourge.
No, he directly regards the throne as an ancient beast.
That day he only mentioned the word "prince", and the second son gave him a heart attack on the spot.
In the eyes of the two brothers, this throne is comparable to the most ferocious ancient beast in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
Emperor Wu Shun said seriously and contrary to his conscience, "Your second brother is not in good health."
Mo Rongyan asked Su Ruotang directly: "Tang'er, can second brother recover?"
Su Ruotang was very cooperative: "Second brother is fine."
The implication is that he is qualified for the throne.
Emperor Wu Shun: "!!!"
My son is a Tibetan Mastiff.
My daughter-in-law is also a Tibetan Mastiff.
There is no caring little cotton-padded jacket!
"Pfft..." Liu Wanyue couldn't help laughing.
Emperor Wu Shun looked at her quietly, his tone was extremely sad, "Wan'er, who do you think I should make the crown prince?"
Liu Wanyue immediately lowered her eyebrows and smiled, and said seriously, "The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics. Does your Majesty want all the officials to attack the concubines?"
Emperor Wu Shun secretly glared at Mo Ronyan who was watching the show, and quickly coaxed, "Wan'er, I heard that the roasted whole lamb in the other palace tastes good. I will take you to try it tomorrow."
"By the way, let's see if we can hunt some foxes and make you a cotton-padded jacket."
Wan'er's intelligence is far better than those old antiques.
If she hadn't been unwilling, it wouldn't be a bad idea to listen to politics behind the curtain.
Mo Ronyan said calmly: "You can leave if you want. Let's get the second brother to the palace first."
Emperor Wu Shun planned to leave a verbal message for Mo Rongyan to supervise the country and took his beloved concubine out of the palace: "..."
If the second child was so easily tricked into entering the palace, why would he need to leave a secret message?
Damn it!
His throne may be extremely poisonous!
Emperor Wu Shun pointed at the folds on the table angrily: "Approved these folds."
Mo Rongyan lazily opened his eyes, opened his thin lips, and slowly said two words, "No approval."
After saying this, he pulled Su Ruotang to stand up, "I have to find medicinal materials to cure the cold poison, and I don't have time."
Emperor Wu Shun choked.
Liu Wanyue was worried about her son's health and said quickly: "Yan'er, you are not in good health. Go and rest quickly."
She glared at Emperor Wu Shun: "Yan'er is suffering from cold poison and can't bear it."
"Ming'er is not in good health and cannot bear the pain."
Emperor Wu Shun's expression cracked: "So I'm the only one who can be affected?"
Liu Wanyue picked up the ink pen and put it into Emperor Wu Shun's hand, "I am grinding ink, will your majesty be affected?"
Emperor Wu Shun's depression instantly dissipated: "Of course."
Su Ruotang listened to Liu Wanyue coaxing Emperor Wu Shun to read the memorial obediently and silently gave a thumbs up.
Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimps, and shrimps eat soil.
The ancients never deceived me.
Leave the palace.
Su Ruotang pulled Mo Rongyan and followed the flow of people into the streets.
Suddenly, she didn't know what she saw, her eyes lit up, she tilted her head and asked Mo Ronyan, "Are you playing in the mud?"
Playing in mud?
Mo Ronyan raised his eyebrows: "You want to play?"
He is not a completely pampered prince, so Niba has naturally played with him.
But in the military camp, when the weather was too cold in the north, he and the soldiers would make pots and stoves out of mud.
Su Ruotang raised his finger and pointed at Mo Rongyan's back: "Let's make a vase."
In her previous life, she had seen playing with mud on TV. It was very simple.
Mo Ronyan looked in the direction of her finger.
Beside the small stall in front, several young couples were sitting in twos and threes.
On the table in front of them was a pile of wet soil.
"Let me make a vase for you." Su Ruotang's face was filled with excitement.
Mo Rongyan's eyebrows were as pale as a green mountain with a doting smile, and he followed her to the stall.
The stall owner is a kind-hearted old man.
He looked at the two people who were like heavenly beings and smiled lovingly: "You can do whatever you want. If you need help, come to me."
Su Ruotang gave the money and simply agreed, pulling Mo Ronyan to sit at the table at the end.
She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white wrists.
At the same time, he did not forget to command Mo Ronyan: "Help me make peace with the mud."
She had just seen what other young couples had made, and it was either too thin or too thick.
It can be seen that making mud is a technical job.
She won't.
A low laugh escaped from Mo Rongyan's throat, and he stretched out his slender jade-like fingers unhurriedly, "Madam, are you sure that your husband knows how to make peace with mud?"
Su Ruotang bared his teeth: "If you can't make peace, I will make peace with you."
Mo Ronyan's fingertips were stained with mud, like white jade falling into the field.
Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows: "Madam, are you willing to bear it?"
Su Ruotang snorted: "Try it and see if I can bear it."
Mo Rongyan's eyebrows were filled with a smile: "For my husband, I feel that... Madam is reluctant to part with you."
Before Su Ruotang could speak, he added slowly, "I can earn money to buy all the things my wife likes."
One sentence pleased Su Ruotang.
She poked the soft soil with her green-white fingertips, and raised the corners of her lips, "I still need a red emerald begonia hairpin."
Mo Rongyan was holding a kettle and sprinkling water, and his clear voice contained a hint of laughter, "Okay, give Madam another one."
"I want the best red jade carved by your own hands."
"Okay, I will draw, design and engrave it myself for my husband."
The whispers of the two people were carried by the breeze to the ears of the surrounding lovers.
"Wow, the third prince is so kind to the third prince's concubine."
"I used to think that the third prince's concubine was not worthy of the third prince, but now I realize that I am superficial."
"I didn't expect that the third prince's concubine would be so beautiful after removing the birthmark on her face!"
"Only the third prince's concubine is worthy of the clear breeze and bright moon."
"I really want to ask when the third princess and the third prince will have a baby. I'll pack my bags and go reincarnate."
Su Ruotang's mouth twitched as she listened to the discussions of the young lovers around her.
The wisdom of the ancients is truly endless.
You can even say this very modern thing.
She glanced at the display vase made by the old man and started to work.
I have never seen a pig run away, but I have always eaten pork.
She can even dance with a scalpel very smoothly, and even a three-year-old child can play with mud, which will definitely not be a problem for her.
However, after half a cup of tea, Su Ruotang was dumbfounded.
