Chu Qingwan was inexplicably confused by him and said with a smile: "This kind of thing still depends on fate, it depends on fate."
Tuantuan echoed seriously: "Well, it depends on fate."
Yuanyuan understood and continued: "Not just anyone can be our father! My mother is as beautiful as a flower, so he needs to be handsome to be a good match. Our family is prosperous, so he needs to be rich to be able to eat."
"The most important thing is that my mother is outstanding and is jealous of others. He needs to be powerful to deal with bad people."
The sweet head was like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes! Oh, yes, also, my mother longs for a pair of people for the rest of her life, and our father can only like one mother."
The old man laughed heartily: "You are doing the same thing. I see, I am afraid there are no such people in this world."
The three little ones all looked at Mo Jingyu.
They came here with Mo Jingyu, surrounded him, and looked at him neatly. Combined with the words just now, the meaning is self-evident.
A vein throbbed on Chu Qingwan's forehead, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
The old man understood, his heart moved, and then he fell silent again.
After a long while, he suddenly said: "I am confused about something. I wonder if the prince can clarify it?"
Mo Jingyu said: "It doesn't matter what I say."
The old man thought for a moment and then said carefully: "I heard that Princess Roujia has reached the age of marriage. Does the prince know what her character is like?"
A cold look flashed in Mo Jingyu's eyes, and he said without saltiness: "He is a virtuous and gentle man, respectful, thrifty and dignified."
The old man thought thoughtfully: "Your Majesty has a unique discernment. Such a high evaluation must have come into his eyes."
Mo Jingyu's face darkened, but a smile appeared on his lips: "What do you think, Master?"
The old man was silent, thinking about one thing in his mind.
Three years ago, the current emperor wanted to take over the military power in the border areas. Someone in the court sent a memorial, asking for a marriage to King Qi and a princess, in order to take him as a Dayan sword and tie it tightly.
Everyone thought that King Qi would vigorously resist, but unexpectedly, after hearing the news, he took the initiative to enter the palace and made a grand request to marry the emperor's most beloved Princess Roujia.
The courtiers were pleased to see the success and made reports one after another. However, the emperor was furious and even punished the ministers who persuaded him the most.
The matter was left undisturbed. Some said that the emperor was reluctant to part with Princess Roujia. Some said that King Qi and the emperor had reached other consensuses. There was also a more secret rumor that could not be described.
To this day, the reason why King Qi asked to marry Princess Roujia and the emperor was angry is still like the moon in the water, which will be scattered at the touch of a ball, and there is no trace of the edge.
The old man pondered for a moment and then said with a smile: "A hero has a long love, and a god of war matches a beautiful woman. How could you know that they are not in love with each other?"
The three milk dumplings looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.
Their biological father actually has someone he likes? What should they and their mother do?
Six eyes stared at Mo Jingyu nervously.
The latter ignored it and his eyes were full of mockery. He lowered his eyes to cover his eyes and said, "Master, you are joking."
"I am not a noble gentleman. I follow the etiquette of sages and saints. If I like someone, it is inevitable that I will win. There are also conspiracies and intrigues, and it will be useless for anyone to interfere."
The implication: He has no interest in Princess Roujia, otherwise she would have been Princess Qi long ago.
Tuantuan understood and explained in a low voice to his younger siblings. The three little ones immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Qingwan saw all their reactions and felt embarrassed: "What are you three doing here? Go to bed!"
The three little ones looked at each other. It was rare that they didn't delay and quickly entered the room. However, the three of them entered the same room. The door was closed tightly. They didn't know what they were plotting.
It was time for the old man to rest, and he chatted with Mo Jingyu for a few more words before leaving.
Chu Qingwan said hurriedly: "My lord, don't take what happened just now to your heart."