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Chapter 1571

Chapter 1571

Yuan Jiahe looked at Yan Jingxuan with twinkling eyes, waiting for his answer.

In fact, this marriage should have been prepared a long time ago. It will be less than half a month before Princess Nanyue gets married.

However, Yan Jingxuan was so angry that he refused to let anyone deal with him, so he almost told the world that he did not want to marry the Nanyue Princess.

When Yan Jingxuan heard her mention this, he raised his eyebrows in displeasure and said, "You came here with Yan Yan's letter just to ask me to prepare for the wedding? Why, do you think I will be afraid of Xiao Chengyi?"

Even if Xiao Chengyi comes back, he won't be able to get married. He can marry whoever he wants.

Yuan Jiahe looked at his aura, he really had the majesty of an emperor, but he didn't know if he could still be so arrogant in front of Xiao Chengyi?

She stretched out her hand to snatch her letter and said: "You said this yourself, my dear sister, I'm just waiting to see if you will slap yourself in the face in the end.

Anyway, I have already advised you, just don’t regret it when the time comes.”

Yan Jingxuan leaned lazily on the imperial chair and snorted, "I only regret marrying her."

Yuan Jiahe was completely speechless, okay, since her royal brother insisted on having trouble with her, she could only help him.

The only thing to blame is that he is too stupid. She said it so obviously, but he didn't expect it? He is really stupid.

Yuan Jiahe glanced at Yan Jingxuan with a look of disgust, then left holding his letter.

Yan Jingxuan shouted at her leaving back: "Smelly girl, what did you mean by that look in your face just now?"

Yuan Jiahe ignored him and walked out of the imperial study room, and saw Feng Changling face to face.

Seeing him carrying the medicine box, Yuan Jiahe said bluntly: "Mr. Feng, I think you should show the emperor's brain."

Feng Changling smiled, bowed to Yuan Jiahe and asked, "Your Majesty still refuses to prepare for the marriage?"

Yuan Jiahe nodded and said, "I made it so obvious, why couldn't he guess it?"

Feng Changling sighed and said: "Because he was sure that the girl he loved was dead, so how could he think of it?"

Except for Yan Jingxuan, who didn't know about Chu Chu's marriage, everything that needed to be known was known.

Yuan Jiahe heard from Lin Luowei that Xiao Chengyi had prepared such a big surprise for Yan Jingxuan.

Since it was a surprise, naturally she couldn't tell Yan Jingxuan, but Yan Jingxuan was very resistant to the marriage. Seeing that the wedding was approaching, he didn't say anything.

She was afraid that Chu Chu would be angry if she married him, so she came to persuade Yan Jingxuan, but she didn't expect him to be a good person.

Feng Changling said: "Princess, don't worry, I'll go and persuade him. If it doesn't work, don't you still have the Queen Mother?"

Yuan Jiahe nodded and said: "Then I have Dr. Lao Feng, I'll go back first."

Feng Changling watched her go away, and then entered the imperial study room, where he saw Yan Jingxuan still reviewing the memorial.

Ever since Yan Jingxuan was pushed to the throne, although he was a little willful at times, I have to say that he was very serious and worked very hard and did not disappoint.

When Yan Jingxuan heard the voice, he looked up from the piles of memorials and saw that it was Feng Changling. He asked in a calm voice: "Are you here to persuade me too?"

Feng Changling walked over and said, "I'm here to ask for peace of mind."

Yan Jingxuan glanced at him: "Are you very free?"

Feng Changling was indeed quite free. Xiao Chengyi was not here, Mu Yun'an was not here, and Xuan Du was not here either. After they left, he always felt that the capital was no longer lively.

He put down the medicine box, took the pulse pillow from it and placed it on the dragon table, indicating to Yan Jingxuan: "This is the duty of a humble minister. Your Majesty's dragon body is the most important."

The corners of Yan Jingxuan's lips twitched. He put down the fold in his hand and reluctantly put his hand up and said, "Mr. Feng is not young anymore. How about I grant you a marriage? What do you think?

How is your spirit?"


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