Chapter 802 How to Make a Plan
Yan Yu handled it with ease.
"The rules for the title of a king remain unchanged, which is enough to distinguish him from other titles."
"As for the distinction between the two, it's very simple."
"When the prince meets the emperor, he will naturally bow down and submit."
"In addition, Aunt Fang taught me that my wife should be honored as the Empress, and my children should be honored as the Prince and Princess, just like the princes and princesses. The current emperor has no right to appoint a crown prince, so my successor is the crown prince."
"Are these not enough to distinguish between an emperor and a duke?"
Fang Che interpreted the key points on his own.
"Aunt Fang?"
His pupils were filled with anger.
"Fang Renshu!"
Yan Yu patted him and then wrote.
"Don't catch her and scold her. This is my idea, which is also the order of the emperor. Do you dare to disobey?"
Fang Che lowered his eyebrows.
"Wei Chen dare not."
Seeing Aunt Fang leave her seat, Yan Yu stopped her with a gesture in time, then wrote quickly and gave the order.
"You, sit still. I have told you many times not to kneel at every turn."
Fang Renshu returned to his seat respectfully.
"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty."
When Fang Che heard this, he was furious.
"You changed your mind pretty quickly?!"
Relying on the prince's support, Fang Renshu plucked up the courage and complained lightly.
"Father, you are wise. This is the emperor's order."
"You dare not disobey, how dare I disobey?"
Fang Che was so angry that he jumped up and down when his daughter talked back to him in public.
"How can you……"
Yan Yu pulled his sleeve to stop him.
"If you are angry, take it out on me."
Fang Che quickly suppressed his anger and replied meekly.
"Your Majesty, your words are too serious. I am terrified."
Fang Lang sneered and felt sorry for his niece.
"You changed your words pretty quickly. How dare you scold Shu'er?"
Fang Che was not willing to be outdone.
"Brother, this is wrong."
"First, my scolding of my daughter is my family affair, you have no right to interfere; second, my words and actions have been approved by the prince in advance, so you cannot question them."
"How dare you..."
Fang Lingxiang interrupted him sternly.
"Don't be rude in front of the prince."
As she spoke, she gave her third brother a look. To outsiders, it seemed like she was reminding Fang Che not to argue with his brother. In fact, she was testing the prince's mind for the greater good of the Fang clan.
Fang Che understood what he meant and used clever dialogue to test him unnoticed.
After a conversation, Yan Yu fell asleep due to drowsiness.
The Fang clan members arrived at the main hall of the Mianmu Residence and took their seats.
Fang Lingxiang felt depressed.
"The prince's suspicion is hard to estimate, perhaps because he was alone and helpless since childhood in the 22nd century."
Fang Lang expressed his views frankly.
"Please forgive me for speaking bluntly. With your temper, it's only a matter of time before your Highness repeats the mistakes of the Emperor Mu, alienating us from our clan and refusing to accept good advice."
Fang Lingxiang looked lonely and worried.
"That's what I mean too."
"Emperor Yan, you have been assisted by my clan for hundreds of years. Although my clan is not the most meritorious, it is indispensable. If the master is suspicious of loyal ministers, it will be detrimental to the court and will cause great trouble."
"The Yan royal family only has the prince left. We must not gamble on this game. Otherwise, if we fail, the Yan clan will no longer exist."
Fang Lang sighed helplessly.
"Ugh."
"If we had known that the prince was of this character, we might as well have found a way to protect the virtuous crown prince. At least the country will have a wise ruler."
Fang Lingxiang frowned and looked extremely angry.
"How dare you speak nonsense and slander the prince?"
"Listen to what you are saying. Do you still have Lord Yan in your heart?!"
Fang Lang lowered his head and looked down.
"I made a mistake, I know I was wrong."
Fang Lingxiang recalled it with regret.
"Alas, Prince Zhengxian, we cannot protect him."
"Let's not talk about whether he can win the battle of wits with the emperor; just to say that his power in the court makes it difficult for him to achieve great things."
"Brother Zhong Jian has used all means to make His Royal Highness the Crown Prince have many enemies. If we want to support him, we must first redress His Royal Highness's grievances. In addition, there are many other troubles. If we try to deal with them, it is very easy to lose sight of one thing while focusing on another, giving others an opportunity to take advantage of us."
"What's more, if the Yan and Lin tribes all go to fight, it will be just fine. If we leave the Crown Prince alone, how can we explain to the world? This is not a plan, but a plan to save the people."
Fang Lang was at a loss for ideas and felt a little anxious.
"Who doesn't understand the truth?"
"I am just distressed. What can I do about the current situation?"
"Your Highness, not only is he suspicious, but he is also from the 22nd century and is proficient in things we have never heard of. His medical skills and medical theories are also unprecedented. We even don't know when he will disappear and return to his homeland."
"In this situation, how can we make a plan and ensure that nothing goes wrong?"
Fang Lingxiang comforted her.
"Don't worry."
"Your Highness is still young, let's discuss it slowly so we don't end up helpless."
She turned her eyes to her nephew.
"Shu'er."
Fang Renshu bowed in response.
"My nephew is here."
Fang Lingxiang responded gently.
"Where is the meteorite fragment that the prince gave you? Bring it to me."
Fang Renshu reached into his bosom, took out a purse, and presented it respectfully.
"I carry it with me, and I appreciate your kindness, Your Majesty."
"Aunt, please take a look."
Fang Lingxiang opened her purse and looked at the meteorite fragments.
"This thing has a lot of mysteries. Let's take it back to the mansion and study it carefully to see if there is anything useful to it."
Fang Renshu spoke and smiled seriously.
"Once you touch this, you can open the prince's medical space."
"However, the silver ring can only be removed by the prince himself. If my aunt wishes to study the medical space, I will make a suggestion on your behalf and borrow the prince's sacred object."
Fang Lingxiang agreed.
"Well, I'll tell you if you need me to."
The Fang clan members discussed the matter and temporarily came to an end.
Yun Boyu missed his beloved daughter and came to visit her in secret.
Fang Renshu settled her husband down, brought her daughter over, and asked him to coax her to sleep.
Then, Fang Renshu returned to the master bedroom of Mianmu Residence, just in time to see the prince waking up from a nap.
"Your humble servant Fang Renshu wishes His Majesty the best of health."
She concealed her feelings and did not reveal them. Her expression was calm and peaceful, like a curling stone in the autumn moon.
"I have something stupid to say, please enlighten me, Your Majesty."
Yan Yu stretched, picked up a pen to write, and listened attentively.
"Well, please speak."
Fang Renshu pretended to be curious and asked.
"In our world, lovers call each other "lover" and "brother" to show affection."
"Excuse me, Your Majesty, are there similar terms in the 22nd century? For example, a man calling a woman "sister" means a beloved sister?"
Yan Yu answered truthfully.
"Yes, I have."
"In the 22nd century, lovers often address each other as brother or sister."
Fang Renshu asked again.
"In the 22nd century, can the word 'closeness' be associated with love?"
Yan Yu thought about it and replied.
"The behavior of lovers in close contact is called intimacy, which is indeed related to love."
Every word is shocking, and Fang Renshu is uneasy.
"Intimate...contact?"
Yan Yu explained.
"It's just a boudoir story, with beautiful willows and flowers."
Fang Renshu swallowed to hide his panic.
"What did you mean by 'fox spirit' when your Highness spoke of it before?"
Yan Yu in a nutshell.
"Fox spirit, many meanings."
"The one I'm referring to is a favorite concubine of an emperor in the ancient times of our world."
Fang Renshu appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was heavy.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for clearing up my confusion. I now understand."