"Marriage?"

When Su Fenglin listened to Long Reverse Scale say this, the whole person trembled, who is Su Huang'er, isn't she clear? I have to say that Concubine Jing is thinking too far ahead, just because she asked Shangshan Mo Yun to play Su Huang'er a few times, this Concubine Jing is thinking about marriage.

She looked at Shangshan Mo Yun pursed her lips slightly and held back her strong smile.

"Ahem." Su Fenglin was a little uncomfortable and coughed lightly: "This, Concubine Jing is really-"

It was a long time, and I didn't know what to say, so I had to quickly change the topic: "The pastries made by Concubine Jing are really delicious." As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and took out an osmanthus cake and put it in her mouth.

"Not only do I like to eat, but even Wan'er Xiu'er often competes with me."

"If Mr. likes it, then I will leave this to Mr." As he spoke, he placed another box of pastries on the table.

Su Fenglin did not refuse, she could clearly feel Shangshan Mo Yun's love for these pastries: "Since this is the case, it is His Royal Highness Xie Guojiu." ”

"Sir and I don't need to be polite, by the way, this pastry, Sister Huang'er likes it?"

“...”

Originally, Su Fenglin was going to eat another bite of the osmanthus cake, but when the cake came to her mouth, she couldn't open her mouth, she put down the pastry and fanned the feather fan: "Your Royal Highness the Nine, the sister also likes it very much." ”

"Then, why don't you call Sister Huang'er with me, and I can thank her in person for giving me my mother's supplement."

Saying that, there was a trace of expectation in Long Reverse Scale's eyes, since Concubine Jing said that Su Fenglin and Su Huang'er were not the same person, his mind became active again.

Thinking about the conversation with Feng Nianjun at that time, he and Su Huang'er had already become a family, and Long Reverse Scale didn't mind at all, there was no matter in the eight characters, and he had a chance to compete for one or two.

However, when he said this, a pair of eyes looked at Su Fenglin with burning eyes, as if he had seen through something.

This gaze made Su Fenglin a little uncomfortable, how long has it been, why is Long Reverse Scale still thinking about himself?

"Knock, Childe~"

Just as Su Fenglin was about to answer, a young man's voice sounded outside the door.

"Purple Dust?"

Shangshan Mo Yun muttered to himself, and with Su Fenglin's consent, he spoke: "Come in." ”

The door opened, and a young man wearing a purple coat with a strange and handsome face walked in from outside the door: "Childe, Pochen has finished reading the books and is waiting for Childe's assessment." ”

"Hmm."

Su Fenglin nodded, and immediately pointed at the dragon reverse scale: "This is His Royal Highness the Ninth Dynasty, the dragon reverse scale." ”

Zi Pochen comprehended, and knelt on his knees: "Zi Pochen of the Sable clan has seen His Royal Highness the Nine, His Highness Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose. ”

"Get up."

Long Reverse Scales stroked his hand, saw the young man in front of him, and asked suspiciously: "The young patriarch of the Sable clan, that young genius who has researched dozens of new types of explosives?" ”

"The past is not worth mentioning, and now he is the son of a sinner." Zi Pochen saw it very openly, it was the previous identity, which had long since disappeared, annihilated and the past.

"The son of a sinner..."

The dragon was quite touched by the four words.

Among the people present, apart from the good Mo Yun, who is not?

"By the way, Mr. Su, that sister Huang'er..."

"Alas~"

Su Fenglin was not helpless, the dragon was worried about something, but he wanted to think about himself, he thought that Zi Pochen was coming, which would divert his attention, but he never thought that he had not given up yet.

"Why does His Royal Highness the Ninth keep thinking about my young lady, could it be that His Royal Highness the Ninth really wants to marry my young lady?"

Shangshan Mo Yun covered her mouth and snickered, it was the first time she had seen Su Fenglin so helpless.

"Uh." Long Reverse Scale was dumbfounded when asked, how could he marry such a fairy with his current identity as a criminal son?

"Yun'er, don't be rude."

Su Fenglin's feather fan lightly touched Shangshan Mo Yun's head, but this time it alleviated her embarrassment.

It's just that if someone spreads the news to the Evil Saint Battlefield, I'm afraid...

"That's it, Your Highness the Nineth, after the Dragon Emperor's birthday, can I arrange for you to meet with your sister?"

"Hmm!"

In an instant, the dragon's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously, if he could see the fairy again, it would be good.

“...”

Su Fenglin thought about it, and let Long Reverse Scale dispel the idea of marrying himself on that day.

...

Prince Jue's Mansion.

The entire palace was filled with a gloomy atmosphere, Long Aobo came back from the Evil Saint Battlefield, and he had a calm face every day, and whenever someone mentioned the words Prince Jue, he would rudely interrupt.

Although he has never touched He Qianqian over the years, nor has he ever done anything with her as a husband and wife, He Qianqian is the daughter of the Crane Clan, and he is an important bargaining chip to tie himself to the same line as the Crane Clan.

He vaguely felt that this bargaining chip was almost snatched away, if the crane Qianqian left one day, then what would he use to trust the crane feather, and what would the crane feather trust himself?

In addition to these, how can any man be happy to see his wife pulling and pulling with other men?

"Bang!"

Long Aobo slammed open the door of Heqianqian's room again.

"Crane Qianqian!"

He looked angry, he came back here from there, he waited for He Qianqian's explanation every day, and as a result, it was almost the Dragon Emperor's birthday, and he didn't see He Qianqian coming, and today he couldn't help but go to He Qianqian.

"How?"

He Qianqian sat in the room, quietly looking at the books, and when she learned that Long Aobo was coming, she nodded lightly, but she didn't look at him squarely, as if there was something in the books that attracted her.

Long Aobo couldn't see He Qianqian like this, obviously he was his wife, but he ignored him.

On the contrary, He Qianqian is still beautiful, there is a kind of Yuwang that makes men want to conquer, Long Reverse Scale is inexplicably angry, thinking that day He Qianqian showed his daughter posture to the young man in red, he strode forward and threw away the book in He Qianqian's hand.

"You, look at me!"

He was furious.

"Huh!" He Qianqian sneered and raised her head, her thin eyes without the slightest emotion.

The two looked at each other like this.

I don't know if this is the first time Long Aobo has been angry at He Qianqian, and He Qianqian has long been used to it.

"You, you, you!"

Long Aobo pointed at He Qianqian and said three words in a row: "You're not going to explain anything to me?" ”

"What's there to explain?"

Seeing that the book in her hand was thrown away, He Qianqian took the tea on the table and tasted it lightly.

Taking a sip, she put it down again: "I will come back as I go, won't I?" I did what you said and still not satisfied? ”

"He Qianqian, you are really not ashamed! In front of me, eye-to-eyeing with other men. ”

"Wasn't I bullied by your brother in front of you? Why did His Highness feel better at that time? ”

"You!"

"Your Highness, Prime Minister Crane is here."

The sound outside the door sounded, Long Aobo was annoyed and angry, drank the teacup of Heqianqian, slammed it on the ground, and then slammed the door and came out.