After the morning court, Han Jingyue walked out along the crowd. An eunuch trotted over and called him, "Prince An, please stay, the emperor summoned him."

The ministers around him suddenly became quiet, all looked at him, and then whispered in a low voice. When the prince was about to establish the crown prince, what did the emperor summon King An? Could it be that-----

So their eyes at King An became more content.

Han Jingyue didn't think much about it because he knew that the emperor had never considered choosing him as his heir. He seemed to have entrusted him with important tasks to cultivate him carefully, but in fact he was just holding him up as a whetstone for the crown prince.

Although he wondered why the emperor summoned him, his face was not visible at all and he turned a blind eye to the many peeping eyes.

When he arrived at the imperial study, Emperor Jian'an sat upright on the dragon chaise and drank tea. The memorial on the dragon table was more than a foot high, but he was not in the mood to read it.

"Come on, sit down." Emperor Jian'an's voice was faint.

Han Jingyue raised his eyebrows. What's wrong with him today? He even rewarded him for sitting there?

It’s not that he didn’t have such treatment before. When he was the son of the Korean prince, he completed his mission beautifully and the emperor was happy to give him a reward.

Since he became King An, he has never had such treatment again. It has to be said that Emperor Jian'an is much more generous to his ministers than to his sons.

Today, I'm just giving him a seat for the first time, so why are you going to cheat him?

Han Jingyue sat down while thanking her for her, while secretly alerting her.

"Do you know my body?" Emperor Jian'an suddenly said.

Han Jingyue lowered his eyes slightly, "The spirit of the dragon and tiger in the sage will surely live for a hundred years."

He had no expression on his face, but he spoke firmly, as if he really thought so.

Emperor Jian'an examined him for a long time but could not see any clues. He couldn't help but sneer, "I will have half a year of life, long life? Humph!" He pretended to be like he really didn't know, so he didn't believe in the ghost doctor and didn't tell him?

This really wronged the ghost doctor. He really didn't tell Han Jingyue. Even if he didn't say it, Han Jingyue would guess it was almost the same.

"Isn't there a ghost doctor?" Han Jing pretended not to understand.

Emperor Jian'an, "-----"

It was like hitting cotton with one punch, trying to get angry but couldn't find a reason. Emperor Jian'an was so frustrated that he wanted him to get out.

He took a few deep breaths before suppressing his anger, "The minister reported the prince, what do you think?"

Han Jingyue remained silent, "What do the emperor wants me to think?"

It is as cunning as a hedgehog, making people unable to start. It forces Emperor Jian'an to say bluntly, "Who do you think deserves to be the prince?"

"I think I am worthy of being the crown prince."

"You, what did you say?" Emperor Jian'an thought he had heard it wrong.

Han Jingyue raised his head, looked straight into his eyes, and said again clearly, "The Lord asked me who deserves to be the crown prince, and I recommend myself."

"You—" Emperor Jian'an was indeed furious, "Bold!" He could give it to him, but the minister could not have any false thoughts. Even if the minister was his son.

Han Jingyue firmly met Emperor Jian'an's gaze, without dodging or retreating. "If I am not brave enough, I can't hold the Forbidden Cavalry. What's more,..." He changed his tone and his tone became meaningful, "My courage is also produced by the priest."

He knows! He knows it!

Emperor Jian'an's mind was full of this sentence. When he met Han Jingyue's calm gaze, he suddenly felt like a deflated ball, and his mood was extremely complicated.

King An, his actual eldest son, is undoubtedly the best among all the princes. Before he grew up in the royal family, he climbed to the position of a fourth-rank high-ranking official at the age of twentieth, not to mention that he went to the battlefield to fight in his teens.

He is an eagle soaring in the sky, accompanied by the wind, sword, frost, sword. However, his brothers who grew up in the palace were more like birds kept in cages, well-behaved and beautiful, but not as useful as a big deal.

He praised him and honed all the princes, but unexpectedly it made him even more dazzling. This son was so outstanding that he couldn't help but be jealous!

Now he is like a wild horse that has been out of control. Can he still control him?

Emperor Jian'an stared at Han Jingyue, trying to see something from his face, but he was destined to be disappointed. Han Jingyue's eyes were as deep as an ancient well that had been a thousand years old, and there was not even a ripples inside.

The collapse of Mount Tai and the color remains unchanged. This is the basic quality of being an emperor. Has this son grown up like this?

For a moment, Emperor Jian'an felt proud and sour in his heart.

The younger generation pushes the older generation, and a new generation replaces the old one. If Emperor Jian'an had not been poisoned, he would probably not be able to tolerate such an excellent son. But now, he is even somewhat grateful that he has this son. The foundation of the ancestors of Daxia cannot be defeated by him, and he cannot become a sinner of the Xia family.

"The capable ones are here. Since the emperor summoned me, I'm afraid there is no other choice, right?" Han Jingyue said to Emperor Jian'an's thoughts.

Emperor Jian'an was so angry that he suddenly said nothing to say to this rebellious son. Even if he was the choice he had to make, he still didn't like him.

This son who didn't grow up with him was too rebellious and unpleasant.

Look, how hypocritical humans are and how double standards are. Emperor Jian'an has probably forgotten that Han Jingyue admires him so much, right?

Han Jing was driven out of the imperial study room with a gray face. This matter soon spread in the palace. King Wen and others soon found out. They were overjoyed and immediately went to connect with the ministers who supported him.

When the prince was established, it would be better if the father disliked King An.

Emperor Jian'an quietly summoned Rong Shoujiao to the palace that night and asked him directly, "What do you think of King An?"

Chief Rong was very surprised. He didn't see King An's excellence. He wanted him to choose King An as the crown prince. He was already Chief Zheng, and he didn't want to be a slander. What's the point of supporting a puppet?

But he understood the meaning of the Lord. The Lord never considered King An. So even if King An was outstanding, he did not think about him.

Now the emperor took the initiative to mention King An. He couldn't help but look at Emperor Jian'an.

"I don't want to be the eternal sinner of Daxia!" Emperor Jian'an's expression was extremely obscure.

Chen Nian is the name Rong Shoufu. The king and his minister have been together for decades and are very emotional.

Shoufu Rong couldn't help but say, "Master, why is it so difficult?"

Emperor Jian'an leaned on the back of the chair and waved his hand, "I know my health. I have not had much time to choose and teach a prince who suits my wishes. I can't wait."

His voice was exhausted and sad, "The three big ones are better than the wise kings, but he is addicted to eating tigers and attracts wolves into the house. If the yong king is let go back to the capital, I am afraid that once I go, it is hard to say who will fall into this country. The few young people have not grown up yet. I am old, I am in trouble!"

"No, Master! I'm still there, I'll help you guard the mountains and rivers of Daxia. If you have anything, please give me instructions. Even if I die, I will fulfill it for you." Rong Shou Gong moved and made a promise immediately.

"Okay, okay!" Emperor Jian'an clapped his hand, "I'm lucky to have you! I feel very comforted by your words."

After pausing, he said again: "It's King An, but there are still many twists and turns to his position. I don't want to have any internal friction. You have to help King An, help me!" His eyes were earnest.

"I obey the order!" Rong Zhengjiao responded in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!