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Chapter 238: The Son of an Important Minister

He didn't look like he was the son of an important official in the imperial court. As long as he was given enough money and silk, he didn't believe there was anyone else who couldn't be bought or sold.

The emperor saw the thoughts of these envoys at a glance, and immediately sneered, pointed at Mo Jingzhan and asked: "Your envoy, do you know who he is?"

The Persian envoy was shocked by his question, but he still followed his words and asked: "Who is he?"

The emperor didn't answer this, but a loud voice behind him rang out: "He is the prince of my king, what? The Persian country feels that its territory is too big and cannot be managed, and wants us, Dayuan, to take over all aspects

?"

As the voice fell, King An's tall and straight figure suddenly stood out.

The Persian envoy's expression changed. He could not recognize the prince of Dayuan, but he had to recognize this ruthless man on the battlefield.

This person is someone who will directly destroy a country if he is provoked.

The Persian state cannot be offended.

In just a few breaths, the Persian envoy immediately changed his face and smiled: "It turns out he is Prince An. He has offended, disrespected, and disrespected him a lot."

King An snorted: "Since your Persian country is so rich, let's talk about how much my crown prince is worth?"

"Your Highness, I didn't expect that you would fall in love with Prince Mo at that time." Zuo Qing was obviously taken astray and joined in the fun, "I think Prince Mo at that time must have been very moved by His Highness's heroism to save the beauty."

Anyway, the wedding date is approaching and I can't run away.

Li Huang thought for a while and shook his head: "That's all."

She has never been a picky person, not to mention that today she is a guest, so there is no need to act like a princess.

At this time, Ah Yuan came in holding the newly made wedding clothes: "Your Highness, are you back? This is the wedding clothes newly made by the Clothing Bureau. Please try it on to see if it fits you."

Ever since she took Mo Jingzhan in, he had been living in the eldest princess's mansion. Even when his identity was revealed later, he did not move out.

This turmoil in the imperial garden made Dayuan's treasury gain millions of taels.

Li Huang was a little embarrassed being surrounded by several people gossiping: "If it had been anyone else at that time, I would have protected him to the end."

They are rich, but they are not good at fighting. If Dayuan really wants to attack them as soldiers, won't they just be beaten?

Therefore, if what happens today cannot satisfy the other party, Persia may have to suffer from war.

Also, she was not protecting Mo Jingzhan at that time. She was purely out of her duty as the eldest princess and stood up to protect the people of Dayuan.

After reminiscing about the past, several girls present relaxed unconsciously and started talking about ways to cook meat.

"It's almost dark today, why haven't you come back yet?"

After thinking about it, the depression of the past few days suddenly disappeared.

She had been wondering before that if Mo Jingzhan was willing to stay by her side and even be kind to her without any bottom line, if there was any other purpose.

Li Huang gave her a strange look: "Didn't you try Xifu already? Why try it again?"

However, the ladies who were caught up in the gossip obviously didn't believe it, and their eyes were full of ambiguity when they looked at her.

However, Li Huang didn't care at all. She just wanted to return to the city as soon as possible. She still had many questions that she didn't want to ask clearly.

Soon, they will be able to live in the same palace openly and honestly.

As she spoke, she kept winking and winking, completely losing the dignified ladylike appearance she had when she was in the capital.

A Yuan sighed helplessly and said: "Your Majesty paid great tribute to His Highness and requested that the wedding dress must be the best in history, so I changed it again."

However, she felt a little annoyed when she thought about how defensive and distant she had been towards him these past few days.

Mo Jingzhan would not hurt her. Even if he was thinking about the "kindness" he had when he was a child, he would definitely not fight with her.

Li Huang was thinking about Mo Jingzhan, so she didn't think much about it and asked Ah Yuan to help her change clothes.

"Your Highness, would you like me to send someone to look for it?" Ling Yuan asked tentatively.

As the long-standing memory fragments slowly gathered together, Li Huang's expression changed again and again.

But when Li Huang's eyes turned around, she immediately changed her face and said with a smile: "Eldest Princess sister is really amazing."

In a corner where no one could see, Li Chuchu looked at Li Huang with jealous eyes. She found that as long as Li Huang was there, everyone's eyes would be focused on her.

Some say stir-fry, some say stew, and some say roast...

The Persian envoy's face turned pale and he almost knelt down in front of him.

"After this incident, the Persian envoy hurried back to his country. Before leaving, the little Persian prince cried and shouted that the Dayuan people were too cruel and would never come back again if they were beaten to death."

A Yuan helped her put on her wedding clothes, her eyes full of joy: "Your Highness, this is so beautiful, I don't know how much gold thread was used."

The steward of the racecourse came over to ask, and Li Huang pulled back his wandering thoughts and replied: "You can do whatever you want, I can do whatever you want."

Going in and out of her bedroom at irregular times every day made her accustomed to it.

"Okay, it fits perfectly. Tell them there is no need to change it."

"Your Highness, the deer has been killed. Do you want to roast it or stew it?"

The noble lady looked at her and asked: "Your Highness, have you remembered? It is said that in order to regain his position, the little Persian prince went to the gate of Prince An's Mansion to squat on Prince Mo, trying to snatch his dagger back, but...

…It seemed like he was beaten badly.”

This made her almost forget that Mo Jingzhan also had a mansion in the capital, and he did not have to live in her eldest princess' mansion.

After asking this question, she was stunned.

Looking back now, everything seems to have its origin.

However, when she returned to the eldest princess' mansion, the housekeeper told her that Mo Jingzhan had not returned.

But Mo Jingzhan never took his eyes away from Li Huang.

In fact, Li Huang is not a mistress who particularly likes to mess with people. Since the wedding dress has been made, she feels there is no need to make drastic changes.

Now that it is mentioned again, it seems a bit funny. Why?

Li Huang: "..."

Besides, she didn't know that he was Prince An at that time.

However, after the memories came back, she seemed to have different feelings for Mo Jingzhan.

Since she couldn't explain it clearly, she simply didn't explain it.

Especially since their wedding is approaching, according to law, they should live separately.

She stroked the gold-threaded auspicious cloud sleeves, her eyes twinkling.

She really didn't think about it that much.

After all, the Clothing Bureau is also quite busy.

In addition to rushing to make her and Mo Jingzhan's wedding clothes, they also had to handle official promotions and the change of clothes in the palace.

"Your Highness, Crown Prince Mo came back just now and said that Yi couldn't meet each other for half a month before the wedding, so he went back to live in Prince An's residence and asked the slave to tell you."

Li Huang stopped undressing and looked at Ah Yuan in surprise: "When did he come here?"

Didn't the housekeeper say that he didn't come back?


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