The days passed with a few people playing around, and in a blink of an eye it was spring again, and all the flowers were in bloom. On this day, Jiao Xiaoliu was concentrating on counting the petals, "I am two, I am not two, I am
I'm very second, I'm not second, I'm very second, I'm not second... I'm very second, I'm not second..." Jiao Xiaoliu suddenly stopped counting.
"Princess...it's not good..." Keren ran to Jiao Xiaoliu and ran in front of Jiao Xiaoliu, bending over and breathing heavily, "Princess, it's not good..."
Jiao Xiaoliu pretended to be angry at Keren, "Look, it's all your fault, you have to call me bad. I was so frightened that I forgot to count..." Throwing away the last petal in his hand
When he reached the ground, Jiao Xiaoliu sighed heavily, "I am not... I should have counted here. By the way, how many times have I told you, don't always say that I am not good, I am obviously very good now...
"
Keren patted his chest in an imageless manner, interrupting Jiao Xiaoliu's endless chatter, "It's not you who are in trouble, it's the Ninth Prince... The Ninth Prince is in trouble."
Jiao Xiaoliu clapped his hands indifferently, "Have you been beaten by Wan Qing again? It's okay, the medicine on Xiao Wan Qing's hand is very useful..."
"Princess!" Keren interrupted Jiao Xiaoliu again unbearably, "The Emperor has decreed that the Ninth Prince and Princess Ruoxin will get married at the end of the month... But Ninth Prince and Miss Wan Qing came to our house. The Prince asked me to inform you.
"Hey, Princess, please wait, I haven't finished speaking yet..." Keren shouted towards Jiao Xiaoliu's back.
One winter passed, and everything seemed too dull. The queen even summoned Jiao Xiaoliu twice, and was very satisfied with her, and did not mention Feng Qianchen marrying Bai Ning again. Emperor Jiao Xiaoliu also met several times.
, put forward some feasible suggestions, and received strong support and promotion from Feng Ruixuan.
Jiao Xiaoliu also mentioned Shangguan Ruoxin and Feng Qingchen's marriage to Feng Ruixuan, but Feng Ruixuan blocked them all. Okay, why did you mention this matter again? Thinking of Shangguan Ruoxin, Jiao Xiaoliu couldn't help but think twice.
Big. "What kind of airplanes does this emperor want to do..." Jiao Xiaoliu thought about it a thousand times, and finally passed the responsibility to Feng Ruixuan. "It's time to talk to him again."
As soon as Jiao Xiaoliu walked into the hall, Wan Qing rushed up to her. Her voice was muffled, as if she had just cried, "Sister Xiaoliu, they don't tell me the truth... Do you think that Shangguan Ruoxin is prettier than me?"
is not it?"
Jiao Xiaoliu's eyes darkened, "You are prettier than her, cuter than her, and more sensible than her."
"Then why doesn't the emperor let me marry Qingchen...why?" Wan Qing's tears that had just stopped fell again.
Jiao Xiaoliu didn't know how to comfort Wan Qing for a moment, so he could only cast his gaze on Feng Qingchen, who had a distressed look on his face, "Have you gone to see the emperor?"
Feng Qingchen was stunned, "How did the Seventh Emperor's Wife know?" Feng Qingchen glanced at Feng Qianchen, who was lowering his head and thinking about something, and continued, "We didn't even tell the Seventh Emperor about this matter."
"You two are too reckless..."
"Reckless..." Jiao Xiaoliu and Feng Qianchen said in unison. The difference was that Jiao Xiaoliu was blaming, while Feng Qianchen was angry.
Jiao Xiaoliu rubbed his temples, "My life has been too comfortable recently. Spring is coming, everything is recovering, and even people are starting to get ready to move?"
Jiao Xiaoliu was right, all this has just begun...
