“Yes.” Jun Qingxuan immediately nodded her head when she heard the question.

    “Is there any news lately?” Shen Qingdai glanced at Jun Qingxuan’s stomach, her eyes filled with mockery.

    Jun Qingxuan’s body stiffened as she lowered her eyelids and gently shook her head.

    Yan Qingxuan’s eyes narrowed slightly as he coldly looked at Shen Qingdai.

    Expectedly, Shen Qingdai snorted coldly, “The Boss will be thirty in two more years, and if he still has no children after thirty, it will be a big mistake, and it’s time to add a new person to the King King’s House.”

    Jun Qingxuan’s face turned white as she heard this, her hands gripping the hem of her coat tightly as her fingertips turned white.

    For Shen Qingdai’s proposal, Yan Ao Tian did not object.

    As the firstborn son of Prime Xuan, he had never had an heir, so naturally he, as a father, was anxious.

    “Your Majesty, look at Qiyan, is Qimeng good.”

    Shen Qingdai took Shen Qiyan’s hand and turned to Yan Aotian. As Yan Ao Tian’s pillow person, she naturally knew his mind best.

    Shen Qiyan and Shen Qimeng raised their eyes at the same time, both of them looking stunned.

    Shen Qiyan’s face was pale, tightly grasping Shen Qingdai’s hand, her eyes full of prayers.

    She doesn’t want to marry anyone but him.

    Shen Qimeng, on the other hand, glared angrily at Yan Qingshen, she didn’t want to marry that cripple, and a side consort at that.

    Jun Qingxuan’s face was also pale, and her heart felt like a boulder had been pressed down, even breathing felt difficult.

    Looking at the pale Jun Qingxuan, the breath blocked in Ji Qiu Yue’s heart finally smoothed out quite a bit.

    Shen Qingdai patted Shen Qiyan’s hand with an inscrutable expression.

    How could she really marry her Yan’er into the King King’s House, the first daughter of her Prime Minister’s House, how could Yan Qingshen Xuan, that trash, be worthy of it.

    Yan Ao Tian glanced at Shen Qiyan and Shen Qimeng, faintly raising his eyebrows, “What does the boss think?”

    Yan Qingxuan laughed coldly, “The first daughter of the Shen family, my son can’t afford to climb up to her.”

    Even if all the women in the world died out, he wouldn’t want the Shen family’s daughter.

    Yan Ao Tian raised his eyebrows noncommittally, the Shen family’s daughter was indeed not good.

    “Old everyone’s, is there a suitable candidate?” Yan Ao Tian suddenly turned to Jun Qingxuan.

    He was still very satisfied with this eldest daughter-in-law, so he also wanted to give her a chance to choose her future opponent on her own.

    Hearing Yan Ao Tian’s question, Jun Qingxuan’s heart seized up violently and she gripped the hem of her coat in a death grip.

    Jun Qingxuan didn’t reply, Yan Ao Tian didn’t rush her either, patiently waiting for her answer.

    “I …” Jun Qingxuan raised her eyes and was just about to say something, but was pulled back by Yan Qingxuan.

    Yan Qingxuan tightly grasped Jun Qingxuan’s hand and coldly looked at Yan Aotian, “Father don’t bother, other than Jun’er, I don’t want anyone.”

    “Optimus …”

    Yan Qingxuan’s words caused Jun Qingxuan’s nose to turn sour and she almost shed a tear.

    “Good girl, don’t be afraid.”

    Yan Qingxuan gently patted Jun Qingxuan’s hand and whispered consolingly, if it wasn’t for the crowd here, he would have really wanted to embrace her in his arms.

    Shen Qingdai’s eyes flashed lightly, and she snapped, “Prime Xuan, this can be your not, you’re the oldest not small anymore …”

    Before Shen Qingdai could finish her words, she was directly interrupted by Yan Qingxuan.

    “Not being able to produce an heir is not Jun’er’s problem, it’s mine.” The voice was frank, without a hint of embarrassment or embarrassment.

    The crowd all sucked in a breath of cold air at the words.

    What does King Jing mean by this?

    Is it really because the legs are ruined and it’s affecting fertility?

    Yan Ao Tian and Yan Mor Calamity frowned at the same time, while Yan Sheng Yuan and the others had a mocking look on their faces.

    “Prime Xuan …” Jun Qingxuan stared in shock.

    How can he say that, a time of heartache and self-blame all surged to the heart, tears in the eyes, can no longer hold back a drop down.

    Ignoring the mocking gazes of the crowd, Yan Qingxuan raised his hand and tenderly wiped Jun Qingxuan’s tears.

    Seeing Yan Ao Tian’s ugly face, Concubine Li immediately laughed delicately, “Your Majesty, King King doesn’t want to marry even if he doesn’t want to, look at the King Consort crying, and isn’t the Sixth Prince Consort available? Also a full grandson, you will be able to hold a grandson soon.”

    Hearing the phrase “holding grandchildren”, Yan Ao Tian finally revealed a smiling face.

    Yan Mor Calamity’s pupils shrunk slightly, and he glanced at Liang Sheng without moving.

    Feeling Yan Mor Calamity’s puzzled gaze, Liangsheng didn’t look at him and picked up the cherries on the table and wanted to throw them into his mouth, but he was halfway robbed by Yan Mor Calamity.

    Liang Sheng turned his eyes and glared accusingly at Yan Mor Calamity.

    “You’re not feeling well and you’re still eating cold.” Yan Mor Calamity glanced meaningfully at Liang Sheng’s stomach.

    Liangsheng’s little face slightly reddened at Yan Mor Calamity’s little look.

    The guy knew it was fake and teased her.

    Just as the two were flirting, a palace maid served refreshments.

    A strong aroma of tea drifted in, Liangsheng’s brows knitted lightly, not moving, he picked up the tea, and abruptly his eyes flickered.

    “What’s wrong?”

    Feeling the change in Liang Sheng’s aura, Yan Mor Calamity frowned and looked warily at the tealight in her hand.

    Liang Sheng raised his eyes and smiled faintly, “Nothing? A little thirsty.”

    Ryou Sheng said taking a sip of his tea as if nothing had happened.

    Seeing Liangsheng drink the tea, the corner of Shen Qingdai’s lips hooked up with a hint of a winning smile.

    “Your Majesty, these songs and dances are really boring, Yan’er just learned a new dance some days ago, why don’t you let Yan’er dance to help out.”

    Glancing at the shy Shen Qi Yan, Yan Ao Tian nodded lightly, “That’s naturally good.”

    “Yan’er has made an offering.”

    Shen Qiyan got up and bowed slightly to Yan Aotian and Shen Qingdai before walking to the center of the hall to dance.

    Shen Qiyan danced beautifully, pure white dress, enchanting figure, soft body, white and flawless jade arm, all of them attracted the men’s attention.

    “Nice dance …”

    “So beautiful, worthy of being the first beauty of Spirit Moon …”

    “This Shen family’s eldest miss is really versatile, last year it was fiddling the zither, and this year it’s dancing …”

    Shen Qiyan danced while secretly glancing at Yan Mor Calamity, but saw that he didn’t even pay attention to himself, slightly annoyed in her heart, she twisted her waist and kept moving forward.

    Looking at the direction Shen Qiyan was advancing, the crowd was confused.

    Didn’t King Jing refuse to take a concubine just now? What is this Miss Shen doing?

    To everyone’s surprise, this Shen Qiyan did not go to Yan Qingxuan’s table, but stopped in front of Yan Mor Calamity’s table.

    “This Shen Clan’s eldest miss this can’t be looking at the Ghost King, right?”

    “This Spirit Moon First Beauty’s taste is really unique …”

    Shen Qiyan danced vigorously in front of Yan Mor Calamity’s table.

    Since he couldn’t see her, she came to him, so that he could always see her.

    Watching Shen Qiyan’s movements, Yan Qingxuan and Jun Qingxuan exchanged glances.

    This Shen Qingdai is really unforgiving, knowing that he has no hope here, and wants to stuff people into the Ghost King’s Mansion again.

    This is really wrong Shen Qingdai, at this moment Shen Qingdai is glaring at Shen Qi Yan with eyes on fire.

    Her intention was not for Shen Qi Yan to seduce Yan Mor Calamity, her target was Yan Ao Tian.

    Since this Li Fei into the palace, the emperor only favor Li Fei, even Wan concubine that are rarely go. And this Li Fei Fei and her bad, everywhere against her, so that the emperor more and more do not treat her, this time even took away her management of the power of the harem, in order to regain the power of the palace, she had to take this strategy.

    Yan’er as the first beauty of Ling Yue, naturally will not be worse than Concubine Li, by the time Yan’er is favored, where there is still Concubine Li’s position, just did not expect that Yan’er even preferred that sinful seed.

    Liang Sheng raised his eyes and coldly looked at Shen Qi Yan.

    This woman, she likes Yan?

    Seeing Liangsheng looking lost in thought, Yan Mor Calamity frowned in displeasure and glanced at Shen Qi Yan in front of him.

    Seeing Yan Mor Calamity finally look at herself, Shen Qiyan’s heart was delighted and she danced more vigorously.

    Looking at Shen Qiyan’s exaggerated movements, Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes flashed with a flash of disgust and directly reached out to break over Liangsheng’s small face.

    “Is this ugly woman as good looking as I am?” There was a hint of condescension in the disgusted voice.

    Liangsheng blinked his big eyes, froze and looked at Yan Mor Calamity’s aggrieved little eyes, somewhat unable to react, what was he aggrieved about, shouldn’t she be the one aggrieved about it?

    The two of them were showing their love on this side, but Shen Qi Yan was irritated by Yan Mor Calamity’s phrase “ugly woman” on the other side.

    He said she was ugly, he actually said she was ugly, she was recognized as the number one beauty of Spirit Moon.

    The others were also thunderstruck by Yan Mor Calamity’s words.

    The Ghost King’s flying vinegar was no one’s fault.

    “Where am I ugly?”

    Shen Qiyan stopped dancing and just stared at Yan Mor Calamity aggressively.

    “Ugly everywhere.”

    Yan Mor Calamity didn’t even give Shen Qi Yan a look.

    When the crowd heard Yan Mor Calamity’s reply, they all lowered their eyes to stifle their laughter.

    “You …” Shen Qiyan was so angry that her little face turned red, then she glared at Liangsheng with a jealous face, “Even if I’m ugly, I’m still more beautiful than someone who doesn’t dare to show her true face.”

    Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes narrowed abruptly and turned to glance coldly at Shen Qi Yan.

    Shen Qiyan was looked at with some weakness by Yan Mor Calamity’s icy cold eyes, but more than that, she was heartbroken.

    “Yan’er!”

    Seeing Yan Ao Tian’s face in dismay, Shen Qingdai immediately whispered a rebuke.

    Hearing Shen Qingdai’s bellowing voice, Shen Qiyan finally came back to her senses, turned around and walked to the bottom of the jade steps, and knelt straight down towards Yan Ao Tian.

    “Your Majesty, my daughter adores the Sixth Prince, her greatest wish in this life is to marry him, please fulfill it, Your Majesty.”

    Shen Qiyan’s sudden confession drew an uproar from the crowd.

    “It turns out that this Shen family’s eldest miss really has her eyes on the Ghost King …”

    “The person that the Shen family’s eldest miss likes is actually the Ghost King, but looking at the Ghost King’s meaning, it seems like he doesn’t look at her ah …”

    “This Shen family’s eldest young lady is really bold, this ghost king has the life of a wife killer …”

    Yan Ao Tian frowned tightly, obviously also did not expect Shen Qi Yan would suddenly petition to marry Yan Mor Calamity.

    “Yan’er, what are you babbling about?”

    Shen Qingdai was horrified, she didn’t expect Shen Qiyan to confess in public, which completely ruined her plan.

    How could the Emperor want a woman with a sweetheart, let alone that sweetheart being his son?

    Shen Qi Yan raised her eyes stubbornly, “I’m not bullshitting, Auntie, Yan’er has loved the Ghost King since she was a child, and she will not marry the Ghost King in this life, so I ask Auntie and His Majesty to make it right.”

    Shen Qiyan said and kowtowed.

    “You …” Shen Qingdai was so angry that she was trembling.

    Yan Ao Tian furrowed his brows with an inscrutable expression.

    When Liangsheng heard Shen Qiyan’s “not married to the Ghost King”, he glared at Yan Morcai.

    Yan Mor Calamity swallowed a little heartily, how did he know what that woman was mad about ah, but he had no dealings with that woman at all.

    “Your Majesty, Si Luan has also adored the Ghost King for a long time and wishes to marry him as his consort.” A sudden delicate voice broke the silence of the great hall.