Looking at Zhang De holding the silver needle in his hand, Yuan Mi slowly chased him down, feeling only funny in his heart.
In the imperial family, true love is the last thing that should be there.
The silver needle was submerged into the soup, and there was nothing strange when it was pulled out. Zhang De leisurely took the needle back and said to Qiu Yu, "Put it up."
"Yes." Qiu Yu was so frightened that her two sides trembled, and she hurriedly went over and placed the soup in front of the emperor.
"Xiao Jiu, sit down and drink some soup with your father." The emperor waved his hand with a loving smile, "If you think about it carefully, we father and daughter rarely eat together."
After all, I still don't trust her.
"Yes." Yuan Mi stood up slowly, sat on a chair nearby, and raised his hand to take the porcelain bowl handed by Qiu Yu.
The fish soup is warm, milky white, and has a light sheen on the surface, which will whet your appetite.
The emperor held the spoon with a faint smile on his lips. He watched Yuan Mi drink the soup before taking a sip.
Yuan Mi put the bowl aside, gently wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and said softly, "Father, I went to see my mother and concubine today."
"Oh?" The emperor raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile, "Is there anything new about your mother-in-law?"
Yuan Mi gritted his molar teeth, but did not show any signs of it on his face, and said softly, "The mother-in-law and the son-in-law have talked about the marriage."
Hearing this, the emperor put down the spoon, took the handkerchief from Zhang De, wiped his mouth, and asked in a deep voice, "In that case, what is Xiao Jiu's plan?"
Yuan Mi raised his smile and said in a calm tone, "My son is willing to get married and go to the Turks."
The emperor did not expect this result. He was stunned for a moment, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Are you really willing?"
"Of course." Yuan Mi nodded in agreement, very well-behaved, "I would be very happy to be able to do something for Dayan and my father. Besides, Ji Cheng was born handsome and handsome, and he was much better than the Shao family's young master. Quite a few.”
When the emperor heard this, he looked up to the sky and laughed, pointing at Yuan Mi fondly, "You, you, are always a show-off!"
Yuan Mi pursed his lips in shame, with a blush on his face, and whispered, "I want to relieve my father's worries. Now that the opportunity has come, how can I not stand up?"
Looking at his sensible and lovely daughter, the emperor nodded with relief on his face, "Father, my love for you has not been in vain."
Yuan Mi pursed his lips and smiled, seemingly unintentionally saying, "Father, I have something to ask of you."
The smile on the emperor's face did not fade away, and he said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"
Yuan Mi looked at the man above him and tightened his fingertips hidden in his sleeves, "It's not an important matter. I just want to ask for something from my father."
"What do I mean? It's not the first time you've asked for something from me." The emperor chuckled and waved his hand, "Just ask for whatever you want, and my father will satisfy Xiao Jiu."
Yuan Mi smiled, an undercurrent welling up in his eyes.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Yuan Mi slowly stepped out of the Yangxin Hall, followed by Qiu Yu, who had been frightened for a long time.
"Princess..." Qiu Yu obviously hadn't recovered yet, and followed her in small steps, "This is not the direction back to Qile Palace, where are we going?"
Yuan Mi walked slowly and looked a little dazed. He just said lightly, "Qiu Yu, come with me to take a look at the city wall."
Seeing her master's lost expression, Qiu Yu felt pity and quickly agreed.
The two walked up to the tall building, and Yuan Mi lay on the wall, taking in a panoramic view of the palace.
Yuan Mi smiled slightly and said lightly, "The palace is so big, it has trapped many people for their entire lives."
Qiu Yu moved her lips, wanting to comfort her, but she didn't know where to start.
"Look, that's the Qile Palace of the concubine." Yuan Mi pointed to a place with a smile and said quietly, "When I was a child, I thought that the Qile Palace was so huge that I couldn't play with it every day. Now that I've grown up, I can't see it. It’s just a small quadrangle.”
"Princess..." Qiu Yu pursed her lips and looked at her worriedly.
"That's all, the world is changing rapidly. Some people welcome the light, while others are trapped in darkness. This is fate."
Yuan Mi shrugged and smiled, as if she had turned back into the arrogant and arrogant little princess. "Marrying a Turk is not a bad thing. At least... I am free and I have a handsome prince-in-law."
"Turkic women are not so sentimental."
"who!"
Yuan Mi was startled, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. He looked around and saw no one around, so he shouted loudly, "Get out of here, princess!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man's tall figure appeared behind the jade pillar.
When Yuan Mi saw the visitor, he paused and murmured, "You..."
The man is wearing a green gown, his long hair is tied behind his back, and the ends are casually tied with strips of cloth. He leans lazily against a pillar. His peach blossom eyes are slightly raised, and his lips are not smudged but red. He is a bit more charming than the woman.
That look was clearly that of Ji Cheng Bencheng.
"I didn't expect that the first meeting would be like this." Ji Cheng slowly raised the corners of his lips and winked at Yuan Mi, "First time meeting, little fiancée."
Hearing the last few words, Yuan Mi was instantly fired up and glared angrily, "Who gave you the courage to call me that!"
"Did I make a mistake?" Ji Cheng pretended to be confused, with a hint of smile in his tone, "You just said you wanted to marry a Turk, and you also said you wanted to marry a handsome consort. Among the Turks' royal family, I am the only one who can be called such a handsome prince. Use these two words."
Yuan Mi snorted coldly and said lightly, "Now that the imperial edict has not been issued, you may be happy too early!"
"What changes will there be?" Ji Cheng couldn't help but smile, walked up to her slowly, bent slightly, and whispered in her ear, "Seinfei is dead, how dare your father turn against the Turks?"
When Yuan Mi heard this, his bright little face instantly turned pale, and she looked at him in shock, "You..."
"Wondering why I know that?" Ji Cheng looked over with squinted eyes, a smile overflowing from his eyes.
Yuan Mi couldn't stop trembling and whispered, "You are really not like the rumors..."
"Rumors?" Ji Cheng sneered, his eyes unfathomable, "Only a fool would believe rumors."
Yuan Mi gritted his teeth and calmed his mind, "There are many capable people in Dayan. Even if you know something, what's the use? If the two countries fight, the Turks will always be the losers!"
Ji Cheng looked at her and couldn't help but find it funny. Youyou reminded, "My little fiancée, don't forget, you will marry me soon."
Yuan Mi paused and his face turned paler.
Ji Cheng pursed his lower lip slightly and said casually, "Such a big temper will make my husband unhappy."
"You!" Yuan Mi bit his lips and whispered, "I am the princess of Dayan after all. If you don't like it, what can you do to me?"
Ji Cheng silently curled his lips and said warmly, "It's too boring to be ordinary. With you by my side, it's good to be able to make some jokes."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Cheng pulled off the sachet from Yuan Mi's waist and turned to leave. The cold wind carried his voice over.
"This can be regarded as a token of love. See you later, my fiancée." (End of Chapter)
