As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent for an instant.
Who didn't know that Da Chu had already left the Northern Palace and was no longer under Murong Yichen's jurisdiction.
Now it was to be given to this young prince, so wouldn't it mean that Nancheng would return to Murong Yichen's hands again.
What's the difference between this and surrendering without a fight?
Everyone's thoughts were spinning, but Murong Yichen's eyes were a little solemn.
This made everyone puzzled.
He could take back the rich Nancheng and hundreds of thousands without spending a single soldier.
Why was Murong Yichen not only unhappy, but also Such a terrifying look in his eyes.
But who can understand Murong Yichen's thoughts?
Murong Yichen only felt that Li Yu was so bold that he dared to ask his son to take over his fiefdom in front of everyone.
Why should the son inherit his father's inheritance, but he was just a foster father.
Furthermore, Nancheng himself, Li Yu, a good man who accepts his fault even though I can't take it, is really too treacherous.
Murong Yichen felt extremely unhappy at this moment.
Qian Dai couldn't see Murong Yichen's emotions, and tugged on his sleeves with some worry.
Murong Yichen's thoughts suddenly came back.
Looking at Qian Dai's delicate face, her anger finally slowly subsided, but Nothing could relieve the depression in his heart.
Why didn't he feel that he had taken advantage, but instead suffered a big loss?
He pursed his lips and glanced at Li Yu's slightly raised eyebrows.
His eyes darkened, but he inadvertently saw Duanmu Chenxuan and Nangong Haoyue.
Suddenly his mind moved, as if he had thought of something.
He changed his previous gloominess and said, He curled his lips and said: "The Prince of the North is joking, Yang'er is just a baby, how can he take over that part of Nancheng?"
"I can wait until Yang'er reaches adulthood and then hand it over to him."
Li Yu raised his eyebrows.
Murong Yichen's eyes flickered, "Is Nancheng now in charge of the Northern Prince?"
"To tell you the truth, as early as half a year ago, my father and mother had traveled all over the world, so no matter what happens, I am in charge of Nancheng's affairs.
Don't worry, King Yi."
Li Yu said with a warm smile.
Sure enough, they had already planned it, and they wanted to seize their son if they couldn't get Dai'er.
Murong Yichen's eyes turned cold, "The Prince of the North is indeed impeccable in his work."
"King Yi is too modest."
We both talked to each other, and Li Yu didn't give in to each other verbally.
Everyone present looked at the two people above pinching each other with incomprehensible expressions.
Qian Dai felt helpless and reached out to pull Murong Yichen again.
Remembering that he was still at the banquet, Murong Yichen put away the coldness on his face, looked at Li Yu and said incomprehensibly: "Although it is too early to say this, I still want to have a word with the prince of the North.
He said that Yang'er is still young and a baby, so he is not a suitable candidate to succeed the Northern Prince in any way. " After a pause, he said, "But as soon as the Northern Prince said it could wait, I thought that all rough jade has been carefully carved and polished.
Therefore, if Yang'er wants to accept the piece of land in Nancheng, You must become a person who can take on big responsibilities.
Only in this way can you appreciate the hard work of the Northern Prince, so education is very important.
The Northern Prince says yes or no."
These words were ambiguous.
On the one hand, he said that Li Yu should be careful in choosing his successor, but on the other hand, he said that education was very important.
This confused everyone present.
Did Murong Yichen want his son to accept Nancheng or Nancheng?
Don't accept it But Li Yu and Qian Dai somewhat understood what Murong Yichen meant.
Qian Dai sighed helplessly, while Li Yu's eyes sparkled, "Education is indeed very important."
The corners of Murong Yichen's mouth opened slightly, revealing an inscrutable smile and said: "I know that Prince Bei Wang is a sensible person."
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After a while, he said, "The prince of the North King has both talent and virtue, and superb martial arts.
He is willing to personally teach Yang Er and train him to become a talent."
Turning his adoptive father into Murong Jingyang's mentor, he was too busy to pester Qian Dai. , and then at the same time ensured Murong Jingyang's safety, saving him a lot of trouble.
Murong Yichen really wanted to praise his idea.
Even though he understood Murong Yichen's thoughts and couldn't help but laugh at his pettiness, Li Yu had no reason to refuse.
He had originally planned to stay in Chujing, but now he had to find a more suitable identity for him.
Nodding slightly, he pretended not to know Murong Yichen's careful thoughts and said, "As a foster father, I should do my best for Yang'er's affairs."
It had to be said that Murong Yichen felt sulky again because of Li Yu's familiar tone, but thinking that he would have to work as a cow and a horse for his son in the future, he suddenly felt happy.
The confrontation between the two finally came to an end.
Qian Dai breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Nangong Haoyue and Duanmu Chenxuan who were communicating silently with their eyes.
She glanced thoughtfully for a few times and then looked at Murong Yichen.
Murong Yichen had already made a guess in his mind before, but now he was more certain.
Duanmu Chenxuan glanced at Qian Dai and was about to speak, but Murong Yichen interrupted first: "I would like to thank the Western Emperor and the Prince of Northern Xinjiang for the gift for the child, but the child is still a baby after all.
Fuduo pressed on. ."
This is to ask them to speak slowly.
Nangong Haoyue and Duanmu Chenxuan finally stopped talking.
Seeing that the two of them finally stopped talking about the gift, Murong Yichen turned his head and glanced at Qian Dai.
For a moment, their eyes met, and the two of them smiled helplessly.
During a banquet, the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves.
Murong Jingyang, who woke up during the banquet, also showed it to everyone under the leadership of the wet nurse.
The little guy was not afraid of anything.
When Murong Yichen lifted him up and saw the people in the audience, he was not afraid at all.
He kept giggling as he looked at the people who were looking at him curiously.
While everyone was amazed, they compared him with Murong Yichen.
It was obvious that the faces carved from the same mold, one large and one small, had similar eyebrows, nose, and eyes, but only the temperament was different, or maybe it was At a young age, I couldn't tell that Murong Yichen's face looked very indifferent, but Murong Jingyang's was much more approachable.
To sum it up in one sentence, Murong Yichen's whole face was indifferent and full of fairy spirit, while Murong Jingyang's face was gentle and full of popularity.
While people marveled at the wonder of the Creator, they also felt jealous of Murong Yichen's good life.
He has a lovely wife and children in his arms, he has the country at his disposal, and the world is at his disposal.
What's more important is that his lovely wife can stand up to a hundred thousand soldiers.
Anyone who is ambitious admires his good luck.
As my mind was spinning, at this moment, there was a panicked sound of footsteps coming from outside the palace.
Qian Dai and Murong Yichen looked at each other with a bad feeling.
"Brother Emperor."
The person who came was none other than Murong Feiyu, who had accompanied Murong Nonglan earlier.
At this time, he was striding over.
Seeing that the two of them were not caring about etiquette, he said hurriedly: "Brother, something serious has happened."
When Qian Dai and Murong Yichen saw Murong Feiyu's figure, they already had guesses about what happened and hurriedly asked: "Is something wrong with the father?"
Murong Feiyu nodded hurriedly, "Brother, please go and have a look.
Just when my second brother and I helped our father return to Tianxing Palace, our father fainted as soon as we entered the hall."
"Have you fainted and called the imperial doctor?
Where is Mr.
Shen?"
Murong Yichen's tone was unusually urgent.
"Mr.
Shen is performing acupuncture on my father over there."
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Murong Feiyu said, after a pause, his face turned pale.
"Mr.
Shen's tone was very cautious.
I think my father, he" really can't hold on any longer.
He didn't dare to say this.
He didn't know how to face the fact that his father was killed by his biological mother.
Murong Yichen and Qian Dai both heard what Murong Feiyu meant.
There was a dead silence at first, and then they rushed out of the hall like a gust of wind.
Murong Feiyu looked at the backs of the two men and opened his mouth bitterly
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