Mu Rong After thinking about it for a while, I probably understood what she was thinking.
"Your Majesty, my subordinate will go down and make arrangements first."
Su Qiao waved his hand. "Go!"
*
After exiting the study room door, Mu Jin grabbed Mu Rong.
"Why is the prince so entangled with Shang Shuheng?"
Mu Jin I don't quite understand it from beginning to end.
But she has an advantage. Most of the time, she will not ask Mu Rong on the spot. She will only ask Mu Rong later in private.
Mu Rong briefly explained a few words to her.
"Your Majesty is so powerful. This is more than just killing three birds with one stone."
Make Prince Ye jealous, drive a wedge between Little Emperor and Prime Minister Shang, make Shang Shuheng unable to marry Little Emperor, and at the same time, make Phoenix Palace angry to death.
What a great plan.
Once she was no longer confused by the That One in the Palace, her prince's wisdom really came back.
"I have always been worried that the prince will be confused by the one in the palace. Even if he takes the throne, he will lead him around. Now I am finally relieved."
"No, the prince is smart and wise. Even if he is confused for a moment because of his childhood friendship, he will not be confused forever."
Mu Rong has always had blind admiration and confidence in the prince.
"The human heart is made of flesh, and no matter how deep the feelings are, they will be deceived and used and worn away bit by bit."
"Besides, the prince is such a shrewd person. In the past, he was just unwilling to admit that the person he once liked would be such a person."
"It's better now, That One in the Palace is really going to be cool." Mu Jin gloated.
Don't talk about her, even Mu Rong wants to see how wonderful that person's expression is when he knows that her prince no longer takes him seriously.
It's not that they are cruel, it's that they have been too angry over the years.
The next day, Su Qiao changed into a neat yet elegant robe and took Mu Jin Mu Rong out for hunting.
By chance, Shang Shuheng, the son of Prime Minister Shang, was rescued on the mountain road from Beishan to the Imperial Temple on the top of the mountain.
Because she was on the way and for safety, she sent Shang Shuheng and his attendants to the temple on the top of the mountain, and also offered incense.
Along the way, the two chatted happily. They talked about poetry, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, as well as the art of war and the customs of various countries.
Shang Shuheng also went from gratitude at the beginning to true worship and admiration in the end, and then developed a great affection for the prince.
In his eyes, the prince not only has an excellent appearance, but also has outstanding abilities. He is good at literature and martial arts, and is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. No one in the Huangming Kingdom can compare with her.
Your Majesty in the palace cannot be compared with her except for her status.
In short, in his eyes, Su Qiao is infinitely charming and reliable, while Huang Ying, who is sitting on the throne, is just a young girl. It is easy to imagine which of the two is more attractive.
Su Qiao came prepared this time, and of course showed his most perfect side.
From the next morning, when she received the invitation letter from Shang Shuheng, she knew that her plan was successfully implemented.
"Your Majesty, Young Master Shang Master sent you a letter, saying that he is inviting you to participate in the poetry meeting."
When Su Qiao returned home, Li Jue handed over an elegant invitation letter with a unique design.
I opened it casually, glanced at it twice, and then put it down.
Li Jue glanced at the invitation letter on the table, stepped forward and reminded softly, "My lord, you asked your subordinate to tell Prince Ye yesterday that you took him hunting today."
Su Qiao was about to speak when Ye Lihan strode in dressed neatly.
Seeing Li Jue's troubled expression, he felt a little strange. "What's wrong?"
"Didn't you say we were going hunting in the wild? When will we start?"