"A liar, I patted my chest last night and said confidently that you made it clear to the princess, and no one looked down on each other. What's the result? They are all lies."

"We orphans and widows cannot meet your Eight Virtues. The little prince and our mother and daughter have a hard life. Let's go, we die outside and we will never come again."

Aire brought the little prince from Zhao Heng's arms and was about to leave.

How can you bear it?

"fraud."

Zhao Can gave Wang Xi a look, and Wang Xi hurriedly ran out, "Close the door." He stopped the poor mother and son in the yard.

There is a lot of bitter persuasion.

"Ha! Eunuch Wang, please calm me down. How can you calm me down when you are doing this? You are not a man, and you don't understand even if you say it. Get out of the way. Don't force me to do it!"

Wang Xi has seen the strength of Miss Adao, and it is no problem to kill a bull with one punch.

Inside the house.

Zhao Heng looked at Adao in surprise.

"This shrew is the true love you said that you would rather give up a princess than marry?"

"Uh...she doesn't do that."

"It's so tough. A woman dares to point at a man's nose and scold. Can you bear it? You are still a prince. What would your ancestors and ancestors think when they know about it? The royal reputation is good!"

"Come on, I'm still proud of the royal family. I wondered, this princess of Liao really told you that?"

"Can I still lie to you? I have brought you all the posts, please see for yourself. Oh, the princess of Liao is infatuated with you, you can't make it so messy. Miss Adao lost the princess of Liao again. Oh, look at what you did."

"Blame me?"

Zhao Can took the post and opened it and saw a line of words written in Juanjuan's beautiful style:

[I fell in love with the Eighth Prince at first sight, and it was a good marriage from God. I hope Your Majesty will choose a good day for me and the Prince and get married as soon as possible.]

“…”

"I'm stunned. I've chosen auspicious day for you and the princess. Next month, I will marry you and the princess on the seventh day of the seventh month next month. You can't be limited to that shrew. You should be more careful. You are the Eight Wise Kings, and you have to consider the people of the world."

“…”

Zhao Can was speechless...

Isn’t this what you should think of as an emperor?

Zhao Heng stayed for a while before leaving the royal palace.

What Zhao Can has to do now is to calm Ayire's emotions.

At this time, Ayire was stopped at the gate while holding the child and refused to go out.

Zhao Can walked over with a tough bullet and said, "Okay, stop making trouble, let outsiders hear it or not."

"Wow..."

"I'm embarrassed? I'm embarrassed? That's right. I'm just a tough man and I'm throwing away the people from your palace. Then open the door and let us mother and son go out."

Ayire was obviously deceived by Zhao Can and was so angry that she was so angry.

"Zhao Can, Zhao Can, I really didn't expect you to be such a person. I, Ayire, is Vivian's best friend. It's okay if I follow you, you actually want to lie to me. Is it easy for me to come here with you? Woo woo woo woo..."

He cried as he said that.

It’s very uncomfortable to be deceived by the man you like.

"Okay, stop crying, I really didn't lie to you."

"Don't touch me."

"If there is anything, let's wait until the child is cured. Is it OK? Now I will cure the little prince as soon as possible."

"Okay! I'm just holding on. If you cure my son's illness, I'll leave immediately, and it won't delay you from marrying the princess."

“Ok.”

"snort……"

Aire returned to the house with her child in her arms.

Zhao Can sighed, "What the hell is it?"

The little prince's high fever has not subsided. Many famous doctors came to diagnose and shook their heads and sighed and left.

In ancient times, when medical standards were limited, this kind of baby was most likely to die prematurely, even the children of princes and noble families were no exception.

Although the child was not Aire, he regarded it as his own flesh and blood. Seeing the child's vital signs gradually decline, Aire was also heartbroken and could only watch and could not do anything.

Zhao Can was helpless and made the worst plan.

He should have to take good care of Concubine De, and this time he may have to break his promise again.

Zhao Can no longer knows how to tell Concubine De about this.

...

In the afternoon, no famous doctors came because it would be of no help.

Ayire hugged the child and teased him. Ayire didn't want him to sleep, because he was afraid that he would fall asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

"Flash and shine, the sky is full of small stars..."

He whispered a nursery rhyme that the maids around him could not understand, with reluctance in his eyes.

The ill-fated child has experienced too many things in just three days after he arrived in this world.

"Prince..." Wang Xi whispered in his ear in the morning, "It's time for the prince to prepare for the funeral of the little prince."

Zhao Can was silent.

Things have reached this point and are powerless to turn things around.

Aire: "Is there really no hope? If possible, I am willing to trade my life for him to live healthily."

Zhao Can: "I can't save it anymore."

At this time, Xing'er hurriedly ran in, "The prince... the princess, the personal maid of the Liao Kingdom, Miss Amu, asked for a meeting."

"No, let her go back."

"Prince, Miss Amu said it was the princess who asked her to discuss the marriage. If she didn't see her, she would not be able to go back and report her life."

"Then don't go back, make a room for her to stay."

Zhao Can is not in the mood to discuss what kind of marriage is now?

Seeing that Zhao Can didn't want to see him, Amu pushed Xing'er away and strode into the house.

"Does the country of etiquette treat guests like this in the Song Dynasty?"

Zhao Can patted Ayire on the shoulder, got up and walked over, looked at Amu's arrogant look, "What are you talking about? After you finish speaking, you will leave quickly, you won't have time to pay attention to you."

Amu smiled: "I can understand that the prince loves his son very much, but the marriage between you and my princess is also very important. It is related to the diplomatic relations between the two countries. The prince should be very clear, right?"

"Bastard, I am afraid of a big Song Dynasty. I said your princess is sick. I said it was a good thing last night. This marriage was ruined. After only a few hours, I regretted it. I still want to marry me. I will leave my words here today. If I don't marry your princess, I will go back wherever I come."

"you……"

"see a visitor out!"

Zhao Can turned around and returned to the edge of the city to comfort Ayire.

Adao snorted, suppressing his anger, "You are saying this to you. Don't regret not marrying my princess."

"I will never regret it."

"Okay! My princess originally thought that the little prince was seriously ill, so she specially sent good medicine to treat the little prince. Now it seems that it is not available. Please beg for blessings."

He said this, turned around and left.

"Miss Amu, please stay."

Ayire walked over with her child in her arms.

"You said you have medicine to cure my child's illness?"
Chapter completed!