Although others call Zhao Guangmei the three kings on weekdays, in fact, Zhao Guangmei is not a prince. There is no prince named Zhao in the entire Song Dynasty.

Perhaps Zhao Kuangyin had his own considerations, or perhaps he simply felt that the unification of the world was not considered a real country. In short, the so-called three kings actually did not count.

Therefore, Sun Yue was completely confused by Zhao Guangmei's sudden words.

After a long time, Sun Yue reacted and said, "You mean, you suddenly gave me such a big picture, just for a woman?"

Zhao Guangmei nodded solemnly.

"Then tell me what a bad thing, I can give you the title of prince? Please go to the official family."

Zhao Guangmei pouted and said, "If my mother is still alive, maybe I can try it. Now, he can kick me directly. Good brother, I know your ability. They all say that you are a national hero. Please help me make some contributions. I want to be the prince."

The gods are unparalleled in the country, and Sun Yue hates these four words so much for the first time.

"Brother, you haven't woken up from drinking. Go and have a nap. Talking to me when you wake up."

As he said that, Sun Yue was about to go to bed, but Zhao Guangmei grabbed his arm and shook it hard. Seeing that he couldn't wake up, he still pinched Sun Yue's butt, pinched Sun Yue so hard that he sat up. Everyone was twitching, "I said you are sick!"

"I want to be the prince."

"You should go! Can you tell me that I am a state chief, and I am a dozen levels short of it."

"I don't care. You have to promise me. If you don't promise me, you don't want to sleep."

"Damn, then I won't sleep anymore. Come on, let's just stare at each other with big eyes and seeing if we can look at each other or something."

Zhao Guangmei thought for a while and said, "If you don't agree to me, I will tell Murong Yan in the future, you have a good relationship on the grassland, and she also said that she is ugly and has a bad temper. I also said that you have an outdoor room in Kaifeng. If you don't admit it, I will find two outdoor rooms to put them on your head."

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"Do you still have some shame?"

"No, I want to be the prince anyway."

Sun Yue covered his forehead in despair, and then said seriously: "Brother Mei, do you know what this prince means."

Zhao Guangmei nodded solemnly, "I know."

Judging from the current situation in the Song Dynasty, it is a foregone conclusion that Zhao Guangyi was crowned king. If he was fast, he would be slower than next year. But except for him, there was no trace of the prince in others, including Zhao Dezhao and even Sun Yue knew that Zhao Dezhao did not treat him as the prince until Zhao Kuangyin died.

It can be said that this prince can almost be regarded as a ticket to compete for the crown prince. Although Sun Yue knew that Zhao Guangmei's purpose was simply because the prince could marry two concubines, others would have to believe it!

It would be fine if Zhao Guangmei really had that heart. As a brother, she would accompany him in the wind and rain to give him a hand, and she would not refuse, but you are just to catch a girl!

Sun Yue felt that there was a swear word in her heart that she didn't know whether to say it or not.

But no matter whether he talks or not, Sun Yue himself doesn't know what he is thinking. Maybe he was just because he was too sleepy. He sighed helplessly and nodded.

"Tomorrow, you let me meet that woman. Now, get out of here, I'll think about whether this is possible."

"It's OK."

As he said that, Zhao Guangmei hugged Sun Yue's head and kissed her, then ran away happily. Sun Yue was so angry that she kicked him hard in the butt from behind.

Alas, it's difficult.

Zhao Guangmei wanted to be a prince, but there were only two ways. One was to wait. Just like in history, when Zhao Da died, Zhao Er would do it. Because of the so-called Golden Chamber Alliance, Zhao Er's first thing was to enfeoff him a King of Wei, and even let him become the prefect of Kaifeng.

Of course, it was killed soon after.

Another way is that you have to make meritorious contributions. If you make merits great enough, you can be a king even if you have a different surname, let alone your younger brother, such as Fu Yanqing, isn’t he the King of Wei?

But how much credit does he have to make a king as a playboy? Will he recover Yan Yun?

That night, Zhao Guangmei slept soundly without any effort, but Sun Yue couldn't sleep anymore. He tossed and turned his mind and thought about this little thing. He even passed all the things that could be called big things in the world in the next ten years from beginning to end, analyzing which of them were involved in and which could be led by the prophet.

The next day, Sun Yue got up with dark circles on his eyes and saw Zhao Guangmei appearing at the head of his bed with a washbasin. Seeing that she was looking like she was trying to serve her, she said anxiously: "How about Brother Yue? Have you thought of a solution?"

Sun Yue gave him a blank look and said, "What can I do? I'll make a contribution. I'll generally draw some ideas, but I'll tell you, this matter is a matter of being fired without turning back. I hope you are serious. If you dare to give up and play with me, believe it or not, I will really turn against you."

"Seriously, don't worry, I'm absolutely serious. For Yu'er, I can sacrifice my life."

Sun Yue curled her lips, too lazy to take on this sentence. To put it bluntly, Zhao Guangmei was just confused by love during her adolescence. Sun Yue was even 80% sure that Zhao Guangmei would definitely regret this in the future.

But in life, who didn’t win a second place when he was young?

"What does your sweetheart look like? Give me some insight. I see, I think that I am so capable of giving my three kings of the Song Dynasty a mystery."

"Hehe, I knew you would say that, walk to her house, and her mother treats to roast lamb."

Sun Yue frowned: "You can eat roast lamb early in the morning, can you eat it?"

"Oh, do you follow the local customs? It's still my family's wish, and the mutton she roasted is so delicious."

Haha, if you have enough water, I guess you can even say it smells good if she cooks a piece of shit for you.

When he arrived at the place and saw someone, Sun Yue looked at this girl who Zhao Guangmei loved so much. She felt... she didn't see what was better.

Nomadic women, no matter how beautiful they look, they are just like that. After all, they are always wearing horses and sheep, and the wind and sun are shining. How beautiful can you expect? A nice adjective is a healthy skin with wheat color, and it is a bit dark when it is directly pointed.

He had two big braids, and his small round face had a little baby fat, which means he had a strong temperament and two black eyes that could barely be considered highlights. To be honest, his appearance was incomparable to any of his twelve golden flowers.

"You are Amei's good brother Ayue, right? I heard that you are the smartest one among you Han teenagers, right?"

"Uh... I can't talk about the crouching tiger and hidden dragon in the Central Plains. I am just holding it blindly by someone else."

"Oh, you are so smart, let's guess the riddle."

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Chapter completed!