Chapter 727 DreamlandThe setting sun. Fu Ciyi woke up from his sleep. He almost did that with the woman in his dream, which frightened him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat. Even though the dream didn't reach the last step, the beauty of their bodies pressing against each other was so illusory and it seemed as if they were experiencing it personally. He pinched his eyebrows irritably, and thought to himself that he was not a person with strong desires and he seldom had such dreams. What's going on today? Could it be that men will have such dreams when they reach a certain age? That must be the case. - At this moment in the Prince's Mansion, in the study. The prince stood up from behind his desk and said, "You all should follow me to have a drink." Several staff members immediately stood up and asked, "Your Highness, are you in a good mood?" "Fu Ciyi's head injury was so severe that he couldn't drink. He could have simply refused the invitation from the Prince's Mansion instead of coming to the banquet, but he ordered his guards to go to the Prince's Mansion to explain. This shows that the warning worked." The prince said this and walked away with a smile.

The staff followed. One of them flattered, "Your Highness is wise! Fu Ciyi is both civil and military. If he can be recruited by Your Highness, then Your Highness will have a good general." Another person said, "From now on, the kingdom of Dajing belongs to Your Highness. How can he go against Your Highness? He is a man of his own making and knows when to advance and when to retreat." Everyone said yes. The prince had a big smile on his face. In this way, if he can control the military power, how can the second, third and others compete with him? Thinking of military power, it’s a pity that Cai Mingzhi failed to marry Pang Anmeng. Otherwise, with a little trick, the military power of the Pang family will be his. After taking control of the Pang family's military power, the southwest region can only support him. After all, Cai Tingzhou is becoming less and less useful. Previously, the emperor had granted marriage to Fu Ciyi and Cai Mushi, but Fu Ciyi successfully rejected the marriage. In order to win over Fu Ciyi, he, the crown prince, had to do it himself. Speaking of military power, only when you get it can the real power in your hands be secure. The position of crown prince can be firmly established. Then he thought of someone and asked with a faint smile, "Is the Prince of Southwest married?" The aide replied, "As far as I know, the prince of the Southwest Prince has no marriage yet." "In that case, give Cai Mushi to him, and you can find a way to get the emperor to grant the marriage." "Miss Cai has a bad reputation since the Yingtian Lake incident. It will be difficult for the emperor to grant her a marriage. Moreover, Prime Minister Cai only has Miss Cai as his legitimate daughter. I think he doesn't want her to leave the capital." "So I asked you to think of a solution." The prince's eyes darkened, "Besides, I have no intention of letting the prince of the Southwest leave the capital." In this way, Cai Mushi would not have to leave Beijing.

The staff understood and said, "Your Highness wants to use this marriage to control the prince of the Southwest?" "Ah." The prince nodded. The group went to the dining room, where they toasted each other and discussed strategies. - That night. Because he had slept for more than an hour in the afternoon, it was almost midnight, but Fu Ciyi still didn't feel sleepy. He stood in the yard with his hands behind his back. It is the season of clear and crisp autumn weather. The trees around are already withered, but the two orange trees in front of me are still green. The branches are dotted with small green oranges. Although they grow slowly, they are a significant improvement compared to summer. I hope I can eat the oranges I grow myself by the end of the year. Cold wind and cold shadows came in the night. They both landed on the ground and bowed: "Greetings, sir." "How did you get here?" Leng Feng said, "Fu Hu reported that the young master was attacked and hit on the head. We are worried, so we came here right away." As they talked, the two of them were looking at the big bump on Fu Ciyi's head. Leng Ying asked with concern, "Sir, are you okay?" "It's nothing serious, just dizzy." Fu Ciyi said frankly. Hearing that it was nothing serious, Leng Ying felt relieved and said with a smile: "Fortunately, you are good-looking. If it were someone else, it would be so ugly with such a big bag on the top of the head." "How can you talk like that?" Leng Feng glanced at him, then turned to Fu Ciyi and said, "Sir, according to the news, the Cheng Palace will hold an autumn banquet at the end of this month. In the past, several other palaces and princes' palaces would send people to participate in the autumn banquet every year, and I think it will be the same this year." Fu Ciyi frowned: "Chengwang Mansion?" Leng Feng nodded: "Come to think of it, Princess Cheng is the young lady's aunt. With this relationship, the young lady should be on the invitation list." Leng Ying asked, "Will the young master go to the autumn banquet?" After a slight pause, he continued, "If you also go to the Autumn Banquet, you will definitely meet that family, and then..." "If I go, don't worry, they won't recognize me." Besides, he doesn't like crowds and may not go. Leng Feng and Leng Ying nodded in agreement. "Then sir, please have a good rest. We are going back to Nanshan." Leng Feng said. Fu Ciyi waved his hand and went back to his room. Lying in bed, still unable to fall asleep. In the second half of the night, I finally fell asleep and fell into a dream again.

What’s strange is that this dream was what I had in the afternoon. The woman was still underneath him. He covered the woman's face with a red gauze and left marks on her shoulders as if he was biting her... - Early the next morning. Yan Funing got up early and continued grinding the ointment that she had not finished yesterday. "Miss, Miss Pang, come here." Caiyu said this, and Pang Anmeng, who was walking behind her, quickly sat down at the stone table. "This stuff smells really good, is it scar cream again?" Pang Anmeng picked up one of the small plates and sniffed it, "The scar cream you gave my brother is quite effective, it has removed a lot of scars on my brother's body." "It's good as long as it works." Yan Funing said, "What I'm doing is to reduce swelling and stop dizziness." "For whom?" Caiyu interrupted: "Who else can I give it to? Of course, it's my son-in-law." Yan Funing explained: "Master Fu was injured, and this ointment was indeed for him." Pang Anmeng sighed: "I heard that the emperor granted you another marriage and finally brought you and Master Fu together. My brother's scars have been cured in vain." "How can there be Bai Qu? He will get married in the future." Yan Funing smiled, "It's rare that you come to see me alone today." Since Jin Lingcen moved into the Pang family, Pang Anmeng would bring Jin Lingcen with her whenever she came to see her. Pang Anmeng sniffed the small plate on his fingertips again and slowly placed it on the stone table. "Jin Lingcen came with me. As soon as we left the house, someone from the palace came and called him away. I don't know what happened." "Let's ask him when he comes back." Yan Funing joked, "Could it be that the emperor wants to recruit him as his consort?" "If the emperor has this intention, I want to see if Jin Lingcen dares to agree?" Pang Anmeng snorted and put his arms on the table. "If he dares to agree, I will crush him." As he spoke, he picked up a small plate and tried to throw it on the ground. Caiyu quickly grabbed Pang Anmeng's hand and said, "Aunt, these small plates were carefully selected by my young lady. They are mainly used to hold medicinal powders. They are very valuable." "I was just making an analogy, I didn't really fall." Pang Anmeng withdrew his hand awkwardly and arranged the small plates on the table neatly one by one. In the end, I sighed. Yan Funing glanced at her with a smile, still pounding the medicine in her hands. "You're gradually falling in love with Jin Lingcen?" Ask directly. "Nonsense!" Pang Anmeng straightened his body, "How could I possibly like a dude? I tell you, that dude doesn't even have abdominal muscles."