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Qin Zhijian wanted to persuade Jing Moye. They saw Feng Shuying die with their own eyes and saw her body lose the last trace of warmth.

Jing Moye also saw with his own eyes that Qiao Ling put Feng Shuying in a coffin and buried her underground. In this case, even if Daluo Jinxian came to this world, it was unlikely that she could be saved.

But when his words reached his lips, he swallowed them again, because he knew that Jing Moye said these words not because Jing Moye thought Feng Shuying was still alive, but because he hoped that she would still be alive.

He said softly: "The prince has a distinguished status. Although his situation is better than before, it is still a bit embarrassing after all."

"If the prince can have his own children and have successors, his status will be more stable."

"The prince has no wives and concubines at the moment, why not take in a few concubines to support the prince?"

Jing Moye understood what he was thinking, turned to look at him and said, "Do you think this king is very idle?"

Qin Zhijian smiled and said: "Of course not, the prince is usually very busy."

"It is precisely because the prince is too busy that he needs a considerate and gentle woman to serve him."

"Wolf San and the others are too rough and can't take care of the prince."

"A woman who is attentive can serve the prince better and can also help him."

Jing Moye chuckled softly when he heard this: "Listening to your words, I look like a hungry ghost in lust."

Qin Zhijian also smiled: "The prince has already reached the age of 18, and it is time for him to have his own children at this age."

Jing Moye said quietly: "She once said that she would give birth to a whole house of children for me."

He knew that she said this casually and that she didn't have him in her heart, but he hoped that it would come true.

Now that she is dead, this matter has become his extravagant wish.

Qin Zhijian didn't expect that this matter would involve Feng Shuying again.

He fell silent again.

Jing Moye smiled when he saw his look: "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

"Although I can't accept that she is dead, it has happened and it is a fact that I can no longer accept it."

"Give me a little more time. During this time, don't push women around me."

As for how long this time will be, he doesn't know.

Qin Zhijian even felt that Jing Moye would never be able to get over the incident of Feng Shuying being burned to death.

It's just that he is experienced in matters like feelings and knows that no one can force it.

He could only say: "I will no longer advise you on this matter. I just ask the prince to put the overall situation first."

Jing Moye responded perfunctorily: "Yeah."

Qin Zhijian knew as soon as he saw his reaction that he didn't take these words to heart at all.

Jing Moye changed the topic himself: "Why didn't you see Hou Ye today?"

Qin Zhijian said angrily: "Your Majesty, you still don't know his temper?"

"He has spikes on his butt. He will get up and jump up and down within a quarter of an hour after sitting in one place."

"The situation in Beijing was unstable a few days ago. He was very happy to let him deal with those who had a grudge against him."

"Now that those matters have been dealt with, asking him to help with serious official duties is like killing him. He simply can't sit still."

"He would go to the theater for a while, buy all kinds of weird things for a while, and then go to a courtyard outside the city to play."

In short, Bu Yehou seems to be very busy, but he never does anything serious.

When Qin Zhijian saw Buyehou, he wanted to whip him. He was such a loser! Jing Moye was not too surprised when he heard Qin Zhijian's words. Bu Yehou had been pretending to be a playboy for more than ten years, and after all, he had a bit of a playboy in his heart.

He was busy with revenge and had something on his mind, so he looked quite deep.

Now, although Hou Yehou's revenge has not been truly avenged, Emperor Zhaoyuan is still alive, but he is not too far away from death.

Emperor Zhaoyuan's shadow guards and Jing Shiyan's Yushan guards guarded him tightly, and Hou Yehou could not enter the palace to kill him again.

Jing Moye asked Hou Ye to go to the Ministry of Household Affairs to get a position as a minister. He did some practical things when he first took office.

He was an extremely smart person. After he got started, he kicked the work in his hands to his colleagues, finished his own work quickly, and then ran around randomly.

Jing Moye came to him a few days ago to find something, but he couldn't find anyone. After cleaning him up, he stopped for two or three days, and then returned to his old ways in the past two days.

Sometimes he envied Wu Yehou, who seemed to have no heart and was happy all day long.

He said quietly: "As long as he does his job well, let him go."

For Jing Moye, his family relationship is weak, and Hou Yehou is the only relative he recognizes.

Qin Zhijian sighed: "My lord, just let him go. Be careful one day he stabs you in a big trap."

Jing Moye is not too worried about this: "He seems to be careless, but he is actually a very well-informed person."

"He can't do things that are too outrageous. He may cause problems, but they should all be problems that he can solve."

Qin Zhijian also recognized this.

Jing Moye coughed a few times, and Qin Zhijian advised: "The prince has been busy for a long time without rest. Even a strong body will be damaged."

"There's nothing too important today, why don't you take a break?"

Jing Moye didn't stop much, but when he met Qin Zhijian's worried eyes, he said again: "Okay."

Jing Moye said he wanted to take a rest, but he didn't know what he was going to do when he took a break, so he simply went out of the city to talk to the abbot.

But after he left the city, he changed his mind again when he thought of Feng Shuying, and decided to go see her.

She died in midsummer, and now it is early autumn, and there are already a lot of weeds growing in front of her grave.

Jing Moye did not take Qin Zhijian with him when he left the city today, but only took a few guards such as Lang San with him.

Although Feng Shuying had been dead for several months, Jing Moye still felt heartbreaking pain standing in front of her grave.

He sat down in front of her grave and asked the guards to step back. He wanted to talk to Feng Shuying alone.

As he began to pull up the grass in front of the grave, he said: "I know you don't want to see me, but I want to come and see you and talk to you."

"It would be great if there was a medicine for regret in this world..."

The weeds didn't grow much, so he pulled them out quickly, then sat in front of her grave and said, "Today I held the sword and said that I should find a woman to have a child."

"You once said you wanted to give birth to a whole house of children for me. Do you still remember this?"

No one answered him, only the sound of the wind around him.

There were some other sounds in the wind. The sword in Jing Moye's hand was unsheathed and he cut off the arrow that was shot at him.

In just the blink of an eye, many men in black appeared around.

When the third-class guards of Lang heard the noise, they rushed over immediately, and the two waves of men and horses started fighting.

The sword in Jing Moye's hand was opened and closed, and with extremely fierce killing intent, he was killing the man in black who was close to him.

The anger in his eyes dissipated. These people were so annoying that they disturbed him from talking to Feng Shuying. (End of chapter)