OFFERING CONCUBINES
EPISODE 125 REVEALS THE DANGER

"Let's just eat, look, talk too much makes food cold." Xiao Yi gestured for Chu Cu to serve the two princes.

All of their favorite foods were brought in front of each prince, to Prince Yan Chyou at Gong Bao chicken, La ji zi, and to Prince Yan Chyou, and the chicken san bei ji served with the equivalent of rice wine.

All those chicken meat menus were the favorite of Prince Yan Chyou.

While in the presence of the prince Yan Yaoshan, delicious tangculiji meat cuisine with sweet sour sauce, Wonton with meat stuffing, and, and Zhangjiangmian Noodles and Bai Jiu wine are known for their high alcohol content. All of those foods were the favorites of Prince Yan Yaoshan.

For His Majesty Yan Yue Xiao Yi only offered a bowl of chicken cia po soup with a pale sauce and a thick herbal aroma.

"Why was sister only given one bowl of that medicinal soup?" Prince Yaoshan couldn't bear to not ask.

"Your highness prince, don't get me wrong..." Xiao Yi replied with a slightly sad look.

"Being a king should not be thought to be able to do all the fun we want. Your Majesty should not over-eat the food. The king can only eat a little heavy, delicious and can do it to the fullest during the day, even then sometimes with a dose.

You guys know why? Because, Your Majesty should not be a day sick just because you enjoy something too much, pleasure is not the number one thing if you want to still be healthy and strong think of a country as big as Yanzhi." Seloroh Xiao Yi's.

"Tonight, His Majesty ate a bowl of soup that smelled strangely with this medicinal herb because His Majesty's health was now not very good, either, will not diseases soon recur if faced with a thousand and one kinds of problems of the state and people?" Xiao Yi said it, so straightforward but in a pity.

The two princes really did not know what to say, they did not realize that if they wanted to become kings, they had to atone for that power at the expense of a lot of pleasure.

Prince Yan Yaoshan, felt everything the Queen mother said to be so bland.

If the question of being the busiest king, how could he be able to feast and drink wine as much as possible accompanied by many ladies and beautiful women, as promised by Suri's mother?

Likewise, the prince of Yan Chyou, if he were to become a king, would always have to face the pile of documents that hurt his head, when could he divide his time to enjoy the winter at Villa Zhieshan, he said, while writing poetry and reading thousands of his favorite poems?

The goals of their desire to become king were like slowly evaporating. They realized the duties and responsibilities of a king were not something they could bear, it was really too heavy.

"I am not willing to replace His Majesty..." Prince Yan Yaoshan said softly.

"It's not that I'm not filial to big brother, but maybe big brother Chyou is more capable." prince Yan Yaoshan bribed Zhangjiangmian noodles, into his mouth using chopsticks. a sip of wine bai ju so deliciously touched his throat after that.

So many rules of being king, he hesitated to be able to live it. Removing some of his fun must have been very hard, he had gotten used to living freely and having fun.

"Brother Yan Yue, I think, only you deserve to be king..." Prince Yan Chyou spoke out.

Xiao Yi smiled wryly, he knew the queen mother had to change plans, because the two pawns had been within her grasp.

Although they were imposing themselves, Xiao Yi and His Majesty had sent out a signal that the Yue king was not an easy person to be fooled by.

...***...

In a different place, on the outskirts of Yubei city, Night descended over the city quickly, the air felt cold, as if winter was really on the doorstep. Dark clouds were rising above the gray sky.

Settlements on the outskirts of the city were noticeably more bleak than usual.

It was too dark to continue the journey. Qian Ren decided to spend the night before tomorrow he was trying to find a way to get the message across to Xiao Yi.

The owner of the short-bodied inn with a tompel on his cheek, appeared with a witty look.

"Good night, sir..." He bowed to Qian Ren.

"I need one room for tonight." Qian Ren said after letting his horse be carried by a young man of responsibility in shabby clothes, one of the servants at the inn.

"Please sir, you're so lucky, there's only one room left." The innkeeper let Qian Ren in.

"Is there food available? I'm so hungry..." Qian Ren pulled out a wooden chair as he entered, and took off the fatigue there. The inn was concurrently the restaurant on the front, only it seemed to have closed.

"We've only got red bean-filled bakpaos with corn soup, young master. If it pleases, I'll have a servant warm it up for you." The owner replied quickly.

Qian Ren nodded his head, he was very negligent and no matter what food was served to him, the important thing was that his stomach was filled immediately.

The inn looked empty and quiet, there was no one else in the room except Qian Ren, a well-appointed maid cleaned the tables and chairs and the innkeeper who walked in towards the side door seemed to be heading towards the kitchen.

According to the innkeeper, all the rooms were gone, but why was the inn a tomb? There should be a lot of people there.

But, it might be that since this was a suburban inn only a stopover for people who had the night away from a long trip, everyone had slept even though the night was not too late.

"Please sir." The owner of the friendly inn was not seen, who came was a responsible male servant who had brought Qian Ren's horse.

The young waiter placed a plate containing three bakpaos of considerable size and a bowl of thick corn soup that was still smoky.

"Master, I'll get you some tea for master, it looks like mister is very tired." The waiter went in and returned shortly afterwards with a pot of tea.

Qian Ren greedily nearly spent everything presented on the table.

The maid was somewhat stunned as Qian Ren gave her two silver tails. Judging from his clothes this guest was indeed not a careless person, but his strange appearance with some bloodstains drying on his sleeves, seemed to the servant to be a little scared.

"Take me to my room..." Qian Ren spoke flatly as he stood up from where he was sitting.

"Let's sir..."

The skinny servant hurried ahead of Qian Ren. Followed by the gaze of two pairs of eyes that look watching from behind the kitchen door, the owner of the inn and another.

"He is the enemy..." Whisper the man to the innkeeper.

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