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Chapter 89: Her Will

At this time, many people at the banquet could not sit still when they heard that the envoys from various countries were asking the emperor to marry Wen Jiaojiao.

The first was Xiao Yurong. She was sitting some distance away from Wen Jiaojiao. When she heard that the envoy was asking to marry her precious daughter, she was frightened to death.

She has already made plans for Wen Jiaojiao. No matter who Wen Jiaojiao marries in the future, he cannot be too far away from her. It is best to be in the capital or Yunzhou. Anyway, he must be watching under the eyes of the Xiao family.

She was mainly worried about her physical condition. She had carefully raised Jiaojiao for more than ten years and invited the best doctors to see her. After she had a heart attack last time, she invited famous doctors to see her and said that if she was raised carefully,

If she lives, she might live to be twenty years old. In these few years, I should try my best to make her happy and do whatever she wants.

Most of the doctors and the imperial doctors from the palace said that she was born with a weak disease and would definitely not live to be eighteen.

Although she seems to be well-maintained, her foundation is not good after all. Just like building a house, if the foundation is not laid properly, the house will fall down no matter how well it is built.

Her heart went cold when she heard that, and she never told anyone, but she had asked her second brother to help her search for famous doctors all over the world. Her second brother had been fighting abroad for many years and had made many friends, so she could not let go of any hope.

.

Even Xiao Qingyu kept it a secret because she was afraid that she would worry. Especially this time she was also seriously ill, so she didn't dare to let her worry.

Just let her, the mother-in-law, bear everything.

Xiao Yurong looked at the atmosphere at the table, feeling anxious, waiting for a conclusion.

Several people at the table looked at Wen Jiaojiao, and some of them were particularly eager.

Wen Jiaojiao lowered her head and acted like an ostrich. At this time, she didn't care about the persona. She had already eaten up the persona. She just had to pop out occasionally.

When Shen Zhishu heard the envoys say that they wanted to marry Wen Jiaojiao, the hand holding the wine glass couldn't help shaking and a lot of wine was spilled, especially when he heard that the envoys were the highest-ranking people such as the king and the young king.

If it were in the past, no minister's daughter at the table would be able to refuse.

Even if she is the daughter of the prime minister, a princess, or the wife of the king of the country, it is not considered a low marriage.

Shen Zhishu didn't know what was wrong with him. At this moment, he actually hoped that the little girl who had always been by his side in the past would stand up and tell these people that she already belonged to him.

But who does her heart belong to?

Shen Zhishu couldn't help but laugh at himself, Shen Zhishu, Shen Zhishu, you clearly had that idea...

"A Shuo! Your sweetheart is about to be snatched away, hurry up!"

Qi Yao shook Qi Shuo's arm nervously. She felt that Qi Shuo should stand up at this time and say that sister Jiao Jiao was his and would marry him in the future. Regardless of all that, if the emperor agreed to those envoys

, but I can’t regret it!

Qi Shuo also thought. He wanted to stand up just now, but was held down by his mother.

Qin Weishuang pulled Qi Yao to his seat, "A Yao, why are you making trouble, and you don't care what the occasion is! You can go crazy!"

Ayao was glared at by Qin Weishuang, and she pursed her lips and did not dare to tease Qi Shuo any more.

Qin Weishuang warned the children again and pinched her husband, Lingyang Hou, who was watching the show, "Take care of your son and daughter!"

Marquis Lingyang covered the place where his wife had pinched him, and said with a bitter look on his face: "Madam, please be gentle. If you have something to say, please talk to me!"

Qin Weishuang rolled her eyes at him and continued to look upward.

"Hurry up and marry Wen Ruyue to Bangguo. I heard that there are deserts there. Let her taste the pain of the wind and sand!"

Xiang Wenzhu was watching the excitement there, but she caught a glimpse of her brother looking intently at Wen Ruyue's seat.

"elder brother?"

Xiang Cheng ignored her and rubbed the moon jade pendant in his hand.

Seeing that an envoy had already left the banquet and went to the middle of the palace, he wanted to formally propose to the emperor for marriage, and even brought the most important token of his mission to Beiyuan.

This is true.

The emperor looked at the officials and concubines with different expressions below, and listened to the envoys arguing and comparing national power. He turned to look at the queen.

"Why didn't the Queen come forward in this matter?"

The emperor thought that the queen must be the first to stand up and object.

She regarded the little girl as her own daughter. What mother would let her own daughter marry so far away.

In the past few decades, few princesses have been married to other countries, and most of them are the daughters of officials with low official positions.

Xiao Qingyu still didn't speak, she was waiting.

The emperor followed Xiao Qingyu's gaze and saw a tall man sitting in the middle position among the envoys. The man's eyes were always looking in Wen Jiaojiao's direction.

Judging from the man's attire, he was an envoy of Sara.

Zhao Yelin was slightly startled. He looked at Xiao Qingyu with some confusion, "So you were waiting for him."

Zhao Yelin suddenly sympathized with the little girl, and he didn't know why. In his opinion, Wen Jiaojiao and the Salo people didn't have much in common.

But because of Xiao Qingyu’s obsession...

Thinking of this, Zhao Yelin felt manic and depressed in his heart, and he whispered: "Xiao Qingyu, you can't do it."

"Not what?" Xiao Qingyu turned to look at the emperor, "Your Majesty, what do you think of my concubine? You can't forget your old friend, so you want Jiao Jiao to fulfill my wish for me?"

"I'm not..."

"That's what Your Majesty thinks."

Xiao Qingyu laughed at himself, and then said: "Jiaojiao, but for my life, I will definitely choose the best person for her, the person who can protect her."

Xiao Qingyu has been thinking that if she had been more decisive, more determined, and regardless of everything, maybe Makino would not have died so early.

He has remained unmarried for so many years because his pigtails are still in her hands.

But she is a member of the Xiao family and has too many things to consider. It is impossible for her to abandon her grandfather's last wish and abandon the Xiao family.

Xiao Qingyu smiled slightly at Zhao Yelin: "Your Majesty is right, because that's what I want to do."

Zhao Yelin looked at the little girl sitting at the table with her head bowed and said nothing, and said, "Don't you care about her wishes?"

Xiao Qingyu seemed to have heard some shocking words, "It turns out that Your Majesty also knows that her wish is very important."

When Zhao Yelin heard Xiao Qingyu's words, he seemed to feel a breath slowly letting out in his heart.

Even so, she still had resentment in her heart.

Just when most of the envoys came down from their seats and went to the middle to present their country's tokens to the emperor to ask for this woman who was not a princess but was better than a princess, a loud voice sounded from the envoys' seats:

"Saluo, I would like to take the position of king and queen and ask to marry this girl."


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