Chapter 2: ＂Choose a Wife＂

    In Changle Palace， sandalwood scent lingered， but it could not suppress the suffocating sense of game in the air.

    Emperor Liu Po of the Eastern Han Dynasty was sitting on the dragon throne， looking at the chaos at the bottom of the steps. The eldest son Liu Xuan is like a sheathed sword， while the second son Liu Wei is like a puddle of scattered water. Liu Po rubbed his temples and glanced at the four portraits of women prepared by the eunuchs.

    ＂Your Majesty，＂ eunuch Cao Kun reminded in a low voice， ＂the portraits of the four girls are here.＂

    This marriage is not only the choice of a wife， but also the last bargaining chip Liu Po throws between the country's stability and danger.

    Then Liu Po waved his hand and motioned for the portraits of the four girls to enter the hall.

    Liu Xuan stood up gracefully and his eyes stayed on Zhu Yingnan's portrait for a moment. He knew that in this turbulent era， only a woman like her could be worthy of his future beloved wife.

    ＂Father，＂ Liu Xuan said with a steady voice， ＂I think Miss Yingnan's beauty is in line with my current thoughts on girls.' Father also spoke. ＂Xuan'er！ That's what I think！ Your cousin is more beautiful and more in line with the current court's requirements！ What do you think?＂

    Liu Xuan remained silent after he finished speaking. On the other side， the second prince Liu Wei is Liu Po's most beloved but also the most troublesome child. His intelligence stopped at around the age of seven after a bout of typhoid fever. Although he was tall and powerful， his mind was as simple as a blank sheet of paper.

    1. Liu Wei's request

    Liu Wei rushed to one of the portraits and said， ＂Wow， father， look， this girl smiles so beautifully， like the sun in the south. I don't want that girl Zhu Yingnan， I think she looks like a mule raised by our court！＂

    As an emperor， he can easily decide the life and death of thousands of people， but he can't do anything about this son. He sighed， stepped off the dragon chair， put his big hand on Liu Wei's head， and his tone was surprisingly gentle: ＂My silly son！ Miss Zhu Yingnan is from the Zhu family in Nantong！ She is someone I can't afford to offend， dad. How can you call her a mule?＂

    Liu Wei's originally innocent face turned red instantly. With the intelligence of a seven-year-old child， he simply could not bear this kind of frustration. He yelled， pushed away the inmates beside him， and tore them apart in the direction of the painting.

    The emperor started to have a headache again and announced that he would suspend his plan to choose his wife and try again tomorrow！.