In all these years, he has never asked for anything from himself.
"Sit down and talk."
Gu Tingyue nodded slightly, came to a stool and sat down, then said: "My child, I want a woman."
"You want a woman? Who is it? A rich daughter of which family. Just tell your father and he will make the decision for you."
Gu Tingyue's hands under his sleeves tightened tightly. Under the gaze of the King of Southern Xinjiang, he still said the name firmly.
"Wan Niang."
"..." The smile on the Nanjiang King's face suddenly froze, and then disappeared without a trace.
"You want your father's woman?"
He suddenly raised his voice, as if this request touched his inviolable dignity.
Facing his anger, Duan Feng was a little afraid. He stood behind Gu Tingyue, but he didn't even dare to raise his head.
"Father, my child has never asked you for anything in this life, but Wan Niang, my child wants it."
"……you!"
The King of Southern Xinjiang was furious, but when he saw Gu Tingyue's pale face, he softened his heart.
Sighing, "That's all. If you want it, just take it to your room."
Standing up, Gu Tingyue saluted him, "My child, I want to marry her with three letters and six betrothals, and let the matchmaker marry her, and become the crown prince of southern Xinjiang."
"You've lost your mind and gone crazy!"
In anger, the King of Southern Xinjiang kicked over the desk in front of him.
"Although that Wan Niang is seductive, she is old enough to be your mother. You are shameless and I don't blame you harshly when I see you are sick. But now, you want to marry her because you are afraid that southern Xinjiang will not become the world." A joke?"
The anger of the King of Southern Xinjiang was expected by Gu Tingyue.
But he didn't have the slightest fear, he just stood there alone, silently confronting the King of Southern Xinjiang.
"Father, please grant me your permission."
"You bastard!" the King of Southern Xinjiang shouted angrily, "You shameless thing! Get out of here!"
"Whether the father agrees or not, the child has made up his mind."
Duan Feng watched this scene tremblingly, his heart beating violently when he saw the prince who had always obeyed the prince's words suddenly contradicted him.
As soon as he came to the door, he heard the voice of the King of Southern Xinjiang coming from behind, hitting him hard.
"If you want her to live, don't push yourself too far!"
Gu Tingyue paused, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and then left. Z.br>
After walking out of the study, Duan Feng breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Majesty, this is already the biggest concession the prince has ever made. If Miss Yin Wan really likes you, she won't care about this title."
"Duan Feng." Gu Tingyue's voice was a little soft, but a little hoarse at this moment.
"I don't want to wrong her. She is the only person who understands me and truly cares about me all these years. Give her a title. At least after I die, she won't have to live alone and be homeless."
Duan Feng sighed deeply.
"But the prince will not allow the prince to marry her."
Gu Tingyue slowly raised his eyes. He looked at the bright moon in the sky, which seemed even more lonely at this moment.
This huge southern Xinjiang palace is filled with splendid glass or brightly colored curtains. However, the more and more gorgeous the furnishings are here, the more deserted and deserted it feels inside.
"Duan Feng, I want to marry her."
"But your lord..."
"Miss Yin said that even if I linger on the sickbed, I will not lose to any strong man. Duan Feng, are you willing to give me a try?"
