Yan Xun also has to go to the Winter Solstice Palace Banquet.
It's not that he has any performances, but he has to continue to repay the Queen's favor on behalf of the Pavilion Master and play the piano for the future Crown Princess.
Sang Ling endured a lot of questions and played a song in agreement with Yan Xun. Then he lost his mind and simply looked at him with his chin in his hands.
Yan Xun's appearance of focusing on practicing the piano is very pleasing to the eye. His long eyelashes overlap and overlap under his eyelids, and they are slightly inflamed with his gaze, which is very beautiful.
After looking at it for a long time, my heart strings moved slightly again.
"Yan Xun!"
Yan Xun ignored her and tried to calm down.
Sang Ling bit her lip gently: "Are you still going to marry the princess's sister?"
Yan Xun replied without thinking: "This is natural!"
Sang Ling bit her lip hard: "Then have you ever thought about what if the princess princess doesn't want to marry you?"
Yan Xun raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "What does her parents' order for a matchmaker have to do with whether she is willing or not?"
Sang Ling almost fell down in anger at his answer.
"In that case, isn't it true that the princess princess already has a marriage contract? What else does it have to do with you!"
Yan Xun frowned slightly: "The prince of Shang is the prince of an enemy country, how can he marry her?" #@$&
Sang Ling laughed angrily: "Why not? Aren't the marriages of so many princesses and princesses from enemy countries?"
Yan Xun shook his head: "That's different!"
If we really want to get married, it will definitely not be the turn of the Dan kingdoms.
Sang Ling thought for a while: "If you marry the princess's sister, will you still have concubines?"
Yan Xun said without hesitation: "No, I will never take concubines!"%&(&
There are very few men in their Xun clan who take concubines.
One wife is enough, but what is the purpose of keeping a concubine? To make trouble in the house?
Sang Ling's lower lip had been bitten with a deep mark: "You idiot, why don't you think about whether others like you, why do you insist on marrying someone else?"
Yan Xun frowned slightly, and Qin Xian finally paused: "Is it important whether you like it or not? Isn't it true that feelings are something that comes from spending more time together?"
Isn't that how his mother fell in love with his father back then?
His father didn't love his mother at that time, so what?
After the two got married, wouldn't it be true that with him, the relationship between father and mother would finally be gone?
If not...
Forget it, let’s not mention the past.
He finally let go of the strings and concluded: "In short, as long as the elders agree to marry a wife, it will be fine."
There is no need to worry so much about whether you like it or not.
Sang Ling suddenly became furious: "You idiot, you are really the most annoying fool in the world!"
Yan Xun looked at her with a headache: "Why are you angry with me?"
Sang Ling gritted his teeth and was so full of words that he didn't know what to say.
"Ignore you. I'm leaving. You can slowly figure out how to marry the princess's sister here!"
After thinking for a while, she said loudly: "Anyway, she won't marry you, and she will never like a fool like you even if she dies!"
Sang Ling jumped away.
Yan Xun frowned even more tightly: "What do you mean by this??"
No, when did he become a fool?
This girl is no big or small, she has been spoiled by her master.
Thinking of this, Yan Xun took a deep breath, regained his mood and wanted to continue practicing the piano.
However, every time a finger fell and the string was lifted, it was like a hammer striking his heart.
No matter how hard I try again, I can never get back the feeling I had before.
He simply stood up and walked slowly outside the yard.
So what...is it really important to a woman whether she likes it or not?
