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114: Ask for marriage again


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"County Lord, Prince Chun is outside, I want to see the county lord."

Wen Wan was strange.

Anything made him come here to ask to see him.

When Wen Wan saw King Chun, there was an indescribable sadness on her face, which was even more strange.

King Chun saw Wen Wan and wanted to swallow it back, and waved his hand.

Let all the people go down.

All of these people naturally include Xia Yao.

"Wen Wan, save my stupid boy."

King Chun had a sad face.

Wen Wan was startled and hurriedly asked what was wrong.

It's only been a long time since there was any news about that guy and something happened to him again.

It shouldn't be Since Yan Qixuan returned to the capital, he has been thinking about his children every day, but he has also lived very well.

But half a month ago, I said that I had a dream, and I dreamed that Fuxi was having a bad time and was always bullied.

He wants to help Fern Creek and not let Ferxi be bullied.

Therefore, in the second half of the month, people lie in bed and have no strength to move.

Wen Wan looked at King Chun, her face was colorful, and she didn't know how to react.

Xia Yao sneered, she was really incompetent.

A dream is to die or live.

How can such a person be worthy of the county lord of her family.

"I really want to tell him who you are.

But the emperor did not allow marriage.

If the emperor doesn't allow marriage, I'm afraid that if I tell him the truth, he will come out.

When the time comes, the emperor will give him a random direction to get married, and neither of them will be good.

Wen Wan, you want to withdraw and cheer him up.

"King Chun really can't do anything.

Otherwise, he would never have begged Wen Wan.

Wen Wan was completely speechless for Yan Qixuan.

A dream can make him decadent.

What should he do if he encounters setbacks and difficulties in the future?

The flowers in the greenhouse, not through the wind and rain.

Too easy to break.

Wen Wan thought for a while, took the album she had been keeping, there were hundreds of paintings in it, and asked King Chun to pass it on to Yan Qixuan.

Wen Wan said, if it is useless, think again.

King Chun took the album and hurried out of the palace.

After Xia Yao waited for King Chun to leave, he said softly, "County Lord, Prince Chun, is not your good match."

From birth to the present, the prince of Chunwang has not experienced any setbacks except for the matter of the county lord.

Such a person cannot shelter the county lord from the wind and rain. ” Wen Wan pursed her lips and did not speak.

If she says now that she only wants to live a small life for two people, she is also an idiot.

The emperor's grandfather honed her like this, and sent Xia Yao, a top-notch and powerful person with martial arts, to take care of her and teach her. will let her go and live her own little life.

She didn't want to make a fool of herself anymore.

Xia Yao saw Wen Wan and didn't speak, "County Lord, my subordinates are for your good."

King Chun's son is indeed not a good match for the county lord.

County Lord, it's better that you are a man than him.

But if it is a woman, the county lord is stronger than him, and this is a disaster.

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King Chun's face is not obvious, but his self-esteem is extremely strong.

He couldn't stand his wife sitting on top of his head like a mountain.

County Lord, my subordinates hope you will think twice. ” Wen Wan said without waves: "According to what you said, who can I marry in the future" said without boasting, this person who can surpass her in the age of the same age is estimated not to have been born.

According to Xia Yao, she has to be an old girl in her life, and she can't get married.

Xia Yao was speechless.

It seems to be really difficult to find a match for the county lord.

Wen Wan smiled very floatingly: "Don't persuade me."

Marriage is determined, I see the will of God.

"It's impossible to get her to break her promise.

She is now trembling every day, where does she have time and energy to think about the future.

If you can live, let's talk about the future.

Qi Xuan looked at the two exquisite albums and opened them.

Looking at a pair of paintings, they are all the bits and pieces that happened with Fu Xi, there are happy, angry, quarrelling, joyful, and sad.

It is very well painted.

Many scenes are in the palace, but I didn't expect them to be depicted by Fuxi one by one.

Seeing Qi Xuan's tears, they fell to the ground.

King Chun saw the last page.

In a fiery maple forest, two teenagers are in the forest full of maple leaves, the picture is full of warm memories, and the painting is also very beautiful.

The painting also mentions the familiar orthographic word maple acacia, maple leaf acacia, the most lovesick is difficult to wait, and there are a few flattened maple leaves pressed under the painting.

After reading it, King Zheng's eyes were full of tears.

The child, looking cold, didn't expect that he was so affectionate to his son, it was his mistake.

He always thought that Wen Wan had brought six points to his son, three points of meaning, and one point of truth.

Qi Xuan looked at it and held it in his hand, and the tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing down anymore: "Fuxi, I miss you so much, Fuxi."

Are you okay, don't worry, I will listen to you, I will be fine, and I will definitely live well.

I will fulfill your wish and become a master of calligraphy.

Don't worry, I'll do it. ” When the heart disease is gone, the spirit is better, and the person will get better faster.

After Wen Wan got the news, she smiled bitterly.

That pure and beautiful love belongs to Fuxi, not to Ping and gentle.

When I think about it, I feel very sad.

Obviously she is a person, why does she feel like this.

Could it be that she was really influenced by Xia Yao.

"County Lord, the emperor announced that you should go to the Yanghe Palace."

Wen Wan was a little strange and asked who else was in the palace When Wen Wan heard that King Chun was in the Yanghe Palace, her face immediately sank into the inner room, changed her clothes, and then went to the Yanghe Palace.

When she arrived at the Yanghe Palace, Wen Wan learned that King Chun once again asked the emperor to marry her to Qi Xuan.

This time, the emperor let Wen Wan come in and asked Wen Wan to reply to herself, "King Chun begged for my will, saying that he couldn't see your two children suffering so much, and gave you a marriage."

I ask you if you really want to marry Yan Qixuan. ” The emperor looked at Wen Wan with a calm face.

Wen Wan came over this time, wearing a moon-white floating cloud pattern jacket, a blue cover, a moon-white hairpin and a dark flower silk skirt, and an emerald green jade bracelet on her right hand, which looked elegant and refined.

Wen Wan looked at the emperor with a pale expression, and her heart was stunned.

However, she was reluctant to speak modestly and nodded sincerely.

"Even if he is not the prince of King Chun, you are not the lord of the imperial county.

You are willing to go with him, coarse tea and light rice, make it at sunrise, and set at sunset.

If so, I will fulfill you.

The Emperor's face was gentle, and he showed no sign of anger.

But what is said is non-debatable.

He only waited for Wen Wan's answer, and if Wen Wan agreed, he would do what he said.

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Wen Wan knelt on the floor, kneeling quietly.

Wen Wan felt bitter in her heart, Yan Qixuan was not the prince, he was not the county lord, and the two of them were all removed from the jade, what was left of those two people.

She has become a useless pawn, and there is only one way to die.

Wen Wan trembled and wrote down three words: "I don't want to." ” The Emperor looked at the gentle sadness and turned his head away.

King Chun looked at it, and his eyes were gloomy: "Your Majesty, the minister has overstepped."

He actually knew that Wen Wan was not such a person.

With gentle talent and ability, it is impossible to fall into such a situation.

This kid is really involved in the fight from the heart.

But since Wen Wan said so, then what else did he say.

The marriage that the emperor did not agree to, and Wen Wan forced it, which would only drag him and Qi Xuan into the quagmire "Let's all go down."

Both of them went down, and King Chun looked at Wen Wan's sad appearance, and there was relief in his eyes.

"Wen Bao, you say, why didn't Wen Wan agree to Ronghua and wealth, that child, how could she really care about those things," the emperor sighed.

Wen Bao pondered and asked carefully, "I looked at the county lord, my feelings for the prince are true, and it is rumored that the prince is lovesick and terminally ill, it is not fake."

But now, why is the county lord, the old slave is stupid, and he can't guess the inside of the county lord's doing. ” The emperor also showed a wry smile: "What is there to guess."

That girl must be afraid that the two of them will lose their identity and power, and they will no longer be able to protect Yan Qixuan.

There was a deep contempt in his tone.

Gonggong Wen lowered his head again.

The emperor was still puzzled, and sneered: "He has nothing to do except for a good look."

There is also that disgraceful life experience, just like him, he dares to think that Xiao wants to be gentle, hum.

I knew that this would be the case, why shouldn't I have let Wen Wan go to his house that day, it would make Wen Wan sad for nothing. ” Father-in-law Wen bowed his head, slandering in his heart.

If the prince is a peerless talent, it is estimated that you will have to think about how to kill or suppress people.

Where is there still time to pick and choose here, and I think this and that.

Wen Wan returned to the palace, leaned back in her chair, and closed her eyes.

Coarse tea and light rice, made at sunrise and resting at sunset, such days have always been what she yearns for.

It's a bit harder, but it's going to be comfortable.

She is not afraid of hardship, and she is not worried that Qi Xuan will have a hard life with her.

But Yan Qixuan's appearance, once there is no protection of power, when the time comes, Yan Qixuan will definitely become a plaything in the hands of the powerful.

She couldn't imagine a day like that.

She'd had such an experience, and now she still feels sick when she thinks about it.

She didn't say let Yan Qixuan experience it, she couldn't stand it just thinking about it.

The so-called become a Xiao He, defeat is also Xiao He.

Nothing more.

Wen Wan is now like eating a yellow lotus, her mouth is full of bitterness.

She is not a thirteen-year-old child on the inside, and it is impossible for her to be careless about anything for the sake of love.

The reality was too cruel and too dark for her to bet on something she wasn't sure about.

After being by the emperor's side for so long, she knew the emperor and also understood the imperial power.

Relying on the probability of less than one percent, then both of them would have to live rather than die.

She is not a gambler, and she does not dare to gamble with her and Qi Xuan's lives.

Xia Yao asked cautiously beside him, "County Lord, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Wan waved her hand, indicating that she was tired.

Lay down in bed and fell asleep.

Xia Yao covered Wen Wan with a brocade quilt.

She doesn't give up, she never gives up.

The day has not been settled, the matter has not been settled, as long as you strive for it, there is still a chance.

The emperor thought that Wen Wan would be decadent for two days, but he didn't expect that Wen Wan would be business as usual.

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For the gentle and tenacious temperament, the emperor was a little helpless.

The emperor would rather lose his temper with gentleness, at least to vent it.

Instead of holding everything to heart.

Gentle on the outside, but on the inside she is completely stubborn, and she will not give up easily by external pressure.

Such an attitude also shows that she has not given up.

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