The First-Class Medical Princess

In the imperial study room, a group of princes gathered. Except for the eldest prince who was not in good health since childhood, and the seventh prince who was underage, the five grown-up sons of Emperor Yongye all appeared in the imperial study room.

These princes have already sealed the king's palace and have their own mansions. The second prince, Murong Han, was named King Han, and his mother concubine was Concubine Hua. The third prince, Murong Zhi, was the son of Concubine Shu. King Jing was also the only one among all the princes who was named king because of his outstanding military achievements. The sixth prince, Murong Ze, was named King Ze.

The five of them stood in a row, facing Emperor Yongye above.

But several people stood in the imperial study room for nearly a quarter of an hour before Emperor Yongye put down the folder in his hand, his posture seemed to relax a little, he leaned lightly on the back of the chair, raised his right hand, put his index finger and thumb together Pressing the Jingming acupoint on the face, closing eyes slightly, not looking at the sons below, the words that he spoke seemed to be inadvertent, "Are you all here?"

There is no majesty of being an emperor in these words, but it is more like the simple opening of the father in an ordinary family meeting.

Murong Ze has never been a very serious prince, in the words of Emperor Yongye, he is ignorant. Therefore, as soon as Emperor Yongye opened his mouth, he first asked, "I don't know why the emperor summoned his sons and ministers to the imperial study today?"

Emperor Yongye's back had already left the back of the chair he was leaning on, and he glanced at him lightly, "If I hadn't summoned you, I don't know where you are at this time. You haven't learned anything all day, and you won't come here much in the morning!" Although there is a slight dissatisfaction inside, it doesn't really care too much, it seems to be just a routine warning.

Murong Ze rubbed his nose, his face was a little embarrassing, and he didn't make a sound. It was so boring in the early morning. A group of people have something to do, right? Some things are obviously simple, but they are complicated to discuss, and there is a good solution, but they are stubborn One word, very boring!

On the contrary, Emperor Yongye looked at the other people, and then at Murong Yuan, "Old Wu was assassinated when he went out a few days ago, how is he recovering now? There was an accident in the three counties, and I didn't see you come back to tell me explain!"

When Murong Yuan was mentioned, Murong Yuan only responded respectfully, "Father, please remember that my son is fine. The matter of the three counties is just a trivial matter. If my son doesn't report it, I won't let my father worry about it." .”

"It's a small matter! Those people have the guts to assassinate my Daxin prince blatantly. Is it a small matter?" At this moment, Emperor Yongye's words revealed some majesty.

Murong Yuan didn't care, and there was a slight coldness on the corner of his mouth, "It's just a common meal, and I don't care about it."

The other princes at the side, listening to the conversation between Murong Yuan and Emperor Yongye, each had their own emotions and remained silent.

Emperor Yongye listened to Murong Yuan's indifferent words, stared at him a few times, and finally asked without showing any other emotion, "Did you hurt your eyes when you left Beijing?"

There was something flashing in Murong Yuan's eyes, "Yes, it's all right." Speaking of Murong Yuan's eyes, Emperor Yongye didn't say anything more. No one in the Murong family has ever had blue eyes. eyes, but I don't know how this son has a pair of eyes that are different from ordinary people.

Emperor Yongye looked into Murong Yuan's eyes, and the emotions in his eyes were incomprehensible and complicated. He didn't know whether it was resentment or pity. However, everyone can feel this weird atmosphere, especially Murong Yuan, because he dared to look at Emperor Yongye.