No matter who he is going to marry?

He always has to do this decent amount. As for the future, let’s talk about it, it’s better if you don’t get close. https://

Don't ask him why he accepted his fate by making this happen.

No, he didn't accept his fate, but knew that no matter how he opposed it, as long as the emperor agreed, any of his stopping or any of his opposition would be useless.

Even if he dies, this relative will be successful. Although he doesn't know who the woman who is about to marry him is, it doesn't matter who it is, and it doesn't matter who it is.

This is how we get along with each other.

Changqing and Changgeng looked at each other. Both of them were confused.

"What are you talking about?" Changqing asked Changqing, "He is talking about, is he going to get married?"

"Yes," Chang Geng slapped the carriage, "You put down the things first, and I will prepare the betrothal gift as the young master ordered."

"Young master is really going to get married?"

Changqing still couldn't figure it out, it didn't seem real.

Isn’t the young master of his family not getting married in this life? If he really wants to get married, his identity, appearance, and demeanor will probably be the women in the capital who are going to squeeze their heads out.

He wouldn't wait until he was twenty-five years old, but he didn't even have a woman around him, which means he had never had the idea of ​​getting married.

But what's wrong now? His son is really going to get married this time?

Who is the one who can make the young master nod and agree to marry him?

If you ask what is the purpose?

Luo Hengwen may have to smile bitterly. Is it under the sky the king's land? Is it the king's minister in the shore of the earth?

He can escape from love, but he cannot escape from righteousness, and even more so he cannot escape from the king and his subjects.

Luo Hengli walked into his room, but saw the golden eagle standing obediently on the table, very well-behaved. According to its recent habits, it should be in the Shen family.

This is a loyal person, and it is indeed not in vain.

He walked over and reached out and placed his hand on the golden eagle's head, "You will have a mistress in the future. The mansion may be a little busy recently, so you can still go to the Shen family."

The golden eagle squirted and patted the owner's arm with his wings.

"Let's go," Luo Henglu patted the golden eagle's head again, and it was a bit lost.

The golden eagle spread its wings and flew out. When it flew to the Duke of Wei's Mansion and stood on the stone table, it scared Shen Qingci.

"Why are you here again?" Shen Qingci walked over and sat down, then stared at the golden eagle with big eyes. Didn't he say he wanted to leave? The golden eagle brought his letter a few days ago, and the few words that Luo Henglu wrote in the letter.

He said he was leaving, and he was grateful for her help.

She thought she would never see this carving again, why, is this back?

"Is your master sick?" Shen Qingci stretched out his finger and poked the feather on the golden eagle's head, but one of them was poked down. When the golden eagle saw that his hair had fallen, he screamed in squeal. The little eyes felt very resentful.

Shen Qingci picked up the feather, "It's spring, everything is revived, and you're going to shed hair."

She patted the golden eagle's head comfortably, and there was really no way to deal with this feather eagle that loved her. Not only did it lose hair, but even the gray wolf and the Tianlang have become bald dogs recently.

"But when the new hair grows out, everything will be fine."

"I'll ask someone to prepare a small fish for you," Shen Qingci stood up and asked him to go to the kitchen to see if there were still small fish. If not, buy some.

Give the Golden Eagle some small fish, so it will avoid being depressed because of hair loss.

Guozhen, I don’t know if this eagle really understood the little fish, so she immediately stood up straight, and her small eyes also rolled up.

After a while, Bai Mei walked in, holding a small plate of small fish in her hand. She happened to have bought a small basket of small fish in the kitchen. She originally said she wanted to cook it into soup, but she took it all for Shen Qingci. No one ate this thing, so she just ate it for Diao. Even if she washed it, she didn't need to wash it. Diao had cut the meat until it was cut, but she swallowed it in one bite after eating the fish.

"Girl, I just heard something," Bai Mei put down the plate and told Shen Qingci that she had heard a little gossip today.

What's the matter? Shen Qingci was sitting aside, carefully combing the feathers on the golden eagle's body. As expected, it really lost a lot of hair. It gave it more fish to eat it so that it would not keep thinking about its own hair.

The Golden Eagle may also know that it is about to fall off the hair season. Even if you don’t want to, the hair will still fall off the same, so there is no struggle at all.

"I'm still listening to what others said."

Bai Mei really likes to inquire about this news, and she doesn't know where she got the news. Anyway, there are really few things in Beijing that can escape his ears.

From some people to some people’s promotions, marriages and funerals, to some people’s girls being beaten and having children again, if she asks her, she can tell her why.

"Miss, I heard that Prince Shuo is going to get married."

Bai Mei's sudden words made Shen Qingci pause slightly, and then she continued to comb the golden eagle's feathers. Oh, so that's the case. It's about to get married, so she can't leave.

“Is that true, who is he going to marry?

Shen Qingci still smiled slightly, but why was there a little more loneliness and regret in his heart. They were married, and she would be the only one in the future. This eagle may not be able to come, and she had nothing to do with fun.

She had a small box with many small things in it, all brought to her by the Golden Eagle, and she had never seen or heard of them before. She knew that this was given to her by Luo Hengli, and she kept them carefully, so she might not be able to receive them in the future.

Right?

"I don't know," Bai Mei pointed her chin with her fingers. "I heard that it was a marriage given by the emperor, but no one knows which girl it is."

Prince Shuo is 25 years old, but he has never married him. Girl, I heard that Prince Shuo is a manly person. Whoever wants to marry him is really going to be a living widow for the rest of his life.

Shen Qingci paused his fingers and pulled out another feather from the golden eagle's butt.

The golden eagle screamed, turned around and still had a small fish in his mouth, but why was that little god so pitiful?

Shen Qingci quickly put his hand holding the feather behind him, and then she opened her other hand.

"Look, no, nothing."
Chapter completed!