He just finished speaking, Xiao Le excitedly smacked Tian Junhao's left cheek, and smiled flatteringly at Tian Junhao: "Dad, adults can't deceive children. As you said, I'll summon him tomorrow, ah ah,
I’m going to be so excited.”
After comforting Xiao Le, Tian Junhao hugged his precious woman and walked slowly towards his bedroom.
Today the sky is clear and the flowers are blooming.
They were walking around, seemingly leisurely, comfortable and enjoying themselves.
"Baby, next month, we will get married." Tian Junhao lifted his lips and spoke suddenly.[
An Ying's footsteps stagnated, and she turned her head excitedly to look at Tianjun Hao's beautiful side face, her voice trembled with excitement: "Husband, what did you just say? Wedding?"
"Don't you want to get married? I think you promised that the wedding will be held in Xuanjie. Don't you want to?" He frowned slightly.
"Of course... of course I do, but aren't your ministers opposed to it?" An Ying looked at Tian Junhao and frowned, leaning her head against him. Brother Jue told her that this matter was reported in court.
There was a lot of resistance. She didn't want to put pressure on Hao, so she just stayed in the palace with no status and no status, without any complaints.
When the maids and attendants in the palace saw her, they respectfully called her "master" throughout their lives, but not the queen. In their eyes, she was just the Tianjun's woman, not his wife. An Ying understood this.
Even though they had received their marriage certificate a long time ago, the red book was just a piece of paper in this world and no one would recognize it.
"Stupid! When I get married, do I need to look at other people's faces to decide? Are you such a bad man?" Tian Junhao scratched her nose, hugged her and continued walking.
An Ying pouted, without retorting, and nodded heavily: "Okay, let's get married. I want to be the most beautiful bride. Starting today, I will lose weight!"
The pastries here were really to her liking, and before she knew it, there was fat on her waist.
"I like fleshy ones, they feel very tactile." Tian Junhao pinched her cheek and smiled: "Honey, I won't allow you to lose weight."
"Just a little bit, just a little bit, can you?" An Ying looked at Tian Junhao with an obedient look in her eyes and a small tone of discussion. She thought to herself: I don't want to be a fat woman, even if you don't allow me to do so.