"Is the Queen really going to grant a marriage?" Madam Liu looked at Si Qionglian with a worried look on her face and frowned, "How is your relationship with the Holy King going?"
It's okay for Mrs. Liu not to ask. This question pierced Si Qionglian's heart. Why didn't she find the Holy King so difficult to approach before? It was obvious that the Holy King in his previous life was so grateful to her for saving him and protected him in everything.
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Si Qionglian lowered his head in silence and said, "Mom, don't ask me any more questions about my affairs. I will be well prepared."
Seeing that Si Qiong had his own opinion, Madam Liu sighed softly and said, "Mom doesn't want to take care of you, it's just that your father doesn't like King Jing. Now he wants you to sever ties with King Jing and not have any contact with him in the future."
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"If you make good friends with the Holy King, of course my mother will be happy for you. The Holy King is more than ten times stronger than King Jing!" Mrs. Liu was full of praise for Zhao Yuanzhen. How could the status of the Holy King be that of King Jing?
Can it be compared?
"But if you can't get any benefits from the Holy King, and you abandon King Jing here..." Mrs. Liu was a little unhappy, and looked at Si Qiong with a serious look and said: "Mom, I don't want you to follow my old path, no matter what
You have to be the wife that the matchmaker is marrying."
"Although King Jing is not as good as the Holy King, he is still a prince. If you can become a princess, that will be great." Mrs. Liu sighed and said, she hoped that her daughter would marry well and she could follow suit.
Enjoy peace and happiness.
Although Mrs. Liu is now the wife of the Marquis of Xiwu, she cannot get rid of her identity as a stepmother, and the ladies in the capital often say bad things about her behind her back.
If Si Qionglian married into a high-ranking family, her mother would be able to feel proud and proud, and she would not have to suffer this anger in the future.
Si Qionglian was a little annoyed. She couldn't see Mrs. Liu's ignorant look. She didn't just want to be a princess?
No matter what, she must marry the Holy King and win his heart!
"My father will find a way to plead in front of the emperor. I will not marry King Jing." Si Qionglian was silent for a moment, and she had already made up her mind. She was not going to talk to King Jing, she just wanted to
The best way is to delay your stay.
"I will go and tell King Jing tomorrow, mother, don't worry." Si Qionglian smiled calmly and said to Mrs. Liu.
"I knew my good daughter would find a way." Mrs. Liu was immediately overjoyed. If she had listened to Si Qionglian's words, she would not have been so favored by Si Yirong and entered the Xiwu Marquis Mansion so easily.
Mistress.
Si Qionglian had already learned from Si Yirong that the emperor intended to ask King Jing to go to the disaster relief. The previous disaster relief team had already set off long ago, and the person in charge had not yet been decided.
Si Qionglian went to Gao Hanqi the next day and persuaded him to go to disaster relief first. As long as he could come back safely, she would be willing to consider this marriage. She said it with sincerity, as if she had already made up her mind to marry him.
The Gao family is getting married.
Gao Hanqi was also a brainless person. He really took it seriously. He turned around and told his mother Gao what Si Qionglian said he was willing to do. Now, everyone in Prince Jing's Mansion was cheering for joy. It was really a double happiness.<
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Without saying a word, Gao Mu immediately asked Gao Hanqi to ask the emperor for orders to go to Jiangbei to provide disaster relief. As long as he completed this task, he would be confident enough to come back and ask for the daughter of the Marquis of Xiwu, and maybe he could get some rewards from the emperor.
, it would also be nice to satisfy Seibu Houfu, right?
When Si Ningchi found out, Gao Hanqi had already left for Jiangbei.
"Oh, what a delaying plan." Si Ningchi from Fengwu Palace raised his eyebrows and sneered: "It will take half a year for Gao Hanqi to return to the capital after leaving. He will have to wait for half a year for any marriage or not."<
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"Gao Hanqi is an idiot."
"..."
Suyun silently raised his eyes to look at his queen, and said in a low voice: "My queen, are you really not angry at all? King Jing was closer to you before..."
Si Ningchi curled his lips with disdain and said: "I was blind in the past. There are so many good things, but how can I be as good as our emperor~"
Zhao Zongheng, who stepped into the palace, happened to hear these words, and his eyes lit up. He looked at Si Ningchi, who was sitting on the soft chair, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and walked away briskly.
He came over and said, "Now you know me, okay?"
"Why is the emperor here?" Su Yun was frightened and hurriedly leaned over to greet him. Si Ningchi also turned around and looked at him in surprise. The emperor is so free at noon?
"I heard that the queen missed me, so I came." Zhao Zongheng smiled with curved lips, glanced at the embroidery work thrown in the basket, and saw that the material was the color he usually wore, and his face suddenly became happy. "Embroidered for me?" Zhao Zongheng reached out and picked it up and looked at it. Although he only saw two stitches, it must have been embroidered anyway!
Si Ningchi hesitated to speak. Should he say that he had forgotten to throw it away?
Zhao Zongheng raised his eyes and looked at Si Ningchi, his eyes full of joy but he pretended not to care and said: "You are the queen. Doing these embroidery jobs hurts your hands and eyes, so you should do less of it in the future."
Si Ningchi responded quickly: "Okay!"
Then he directly took the things in Zhao Zongheng's hand and gave them to Su Yun, saying: "Take it and throw it away."
"Are you hungry, Your Majesty? Let's go get something to eat!" Si Ningchi's movements were so fast that Zhao Zongheng didn't even have time to retort, and just watched Su Yunzhen survive with the embroidery.
"Eh-" Zhao Zongheng stood up to stop him, but Si Ningchi grabbed his arm and pulled him down: "Let's go eat!"
"..." Zhao Zongheng was forced to eat for the first time. Why did the meat in his mouth not taste good at all?
After finally eating, Zhao Zongheng called Su Yun out of the palace door and asked her with a glare: "Where are the things?"
Suyun looked up in confusion: "What did the emperor say?"
Zhao Zongheng: "...the queen embroidered the veil for me."
Suyun said sternly: "It's lost."
"Did you really throw it away!?" Zhao Zongheng almost jumped, and Su Yun fell to his knees in shock at the tone of his voice. He lowered his head and said with aggrieved face: "Didn't the emperor say no more and let this slave be lost?
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"..." I really don't want it!!!
Zhao Zongheng's heart ached, he just felt that this slave was following his master, he was exactly like the queen!
Zhao Zongheng was too embarrassed to tell the truth, otherwise it would appear that he, the emperor, had no face. In the end, he just muttered: "Just throw it away..."
Anyway, I don’t care about it...
Zhao Zongheng felt uncomfortable. He always felt that the queen didn't care about him at all. If she said she didn't want it, would she really not embroider it for him?
"Your Majesty, the good concubine is here." As soon as Zhao Zongheng entered the gate of Xuanming Hall, Luo Jin came forward and leaned over and said.
"Yes." Zhao Zongheng looked coldly and waved his hand to indicate for people to come in.
"I see you, Your Majesty." Concubine Liang looked as gentle as ever. She came in and stood in front of the palace and bowed down to pay her respects.
