"Princess, the Imperial Master is in the main hall now. According to the rules, we should also go to greet him."
Several envoys bent towards Jiang Tingting.
Jiang Tingting was still sitting on the couch, holding his face up and not moving. Ruomian beside him said softly: "Princess, don't you go to see the Imperial Master?"
In fact, Ruomian didn't like Lu Yunyuan very much at first. He always felt that this man was very thoughtful, but since he always protected his princess, he gradually let go of his prejudice against him.
If it weren't for the marriage, she would still hope that the princess and the master would succeed in cultivation, but it's just fate, and it's not fate.
Before Jiang Tingting spoke, Feng Limo spoke up before her, with a somewhat fierce tone.
"See you there, your princess is not in good health, so try not to go out, don't you know!"
Ruomian:......
I don’t understand what kind of face this little prairie prince has to say such a thing.
Feng Limo was also direct and drove out the envoy and Ruomian Yiwofeng.
He looked at the person on the couch, walked over, and sat next to her.
"I know you don't want to go."
Jiang Tingting raised her brows and curved her lips. After so long, her little villain finally did something that made her happy.
"Yeah."
Feng Limo looked at Jiang Tingting's gorgeous face, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his voice was hoarse but unusually firm.
"I want to marry you."
Jiang Tingting glanced sideways into the young man's hot and sincere eyes. He was like a scorching sun, and his sharp and narrow eyes were filled with broken light, which made people feel happy.
Feng Limo's eyelashes trembled, and he took Jiang Tingting's hand and wrapped it in his palm. His movements were very gentle, for fear of hurting her.
"Would you like to?"
There is some nervousness and panic inside.
Jiang Tingting's peach blossom eyes are like a pool of clear spring, clear and bright, and when they bend up, they bloom like double-petaled flowers.
"If you marry me, I'll marry you."
Hearing Jiang Tingting's words, Feng Limo felt extremely happy and satisfied. It was clear that just now he was still struggling with this marriage on the grassland, but the next second he saw Jiang Tingting, he had forgotten everything.
.
Wherever he looked, she was the only one left.
Feng Limo smiled brightly, held Jiang Tingting's hand, pulled her into his arms, and rubbed the top of her hair like a large dog.
"Sick Yangzi, I will be good to you."
"Will you give me chicken legs?" Jiang Tingting is really hungry for meat.
Feng Limo was startled for a moment, then laughed out loud.
"You can eat whatever you want, but the prerequisite is to take good care of your body."
"..."
Take good care of your body? It’s such a big cake. She has a small stomach and can’t eat it.
At this time, there was a noise outside the door, and it sounded like there were multiple people footsteps.
As soon as Jiang Tingting raised his eyes, he saw several messengers coming in surrounded by a man in white robes.
The man has a handsome face and an extraordinary bearing.
"Listen."
Lu Yunyuan called softly.
But when he saw Jiang Tingting leaning in the arms of a young man, his eyebrows wrinkled quietly, but he regained his composure in an instant.
"Is this the prince of the grassland? Hello, I am Lu Yunyuan, the national preceptor of Beili Kingdom."
Feng Limo's eyes were half-squinted. This pretty boy's face was really eye-catching, which made people feel uncomfortable for no reason.
"Hello, Feng Limo."
Jiang Tingting originally wanted to withdraw from Feng Limo's arms, but the boy held her waist possessively and refused to let her move at all.
Lu Yunwan tightened his fingertips under his wide coat slightly, smiling politely and distantly.