Chapter 79: Thinking of His Light Wind and Moon

In the past, when reading files, after avoiding the first death calamity, she always had the opportunity to enter the emperor's eyes.

But now? Mingyan can be sure that she has no such opportunity for the time being.

How should she answer?

Judging from the actual situation, she has not officially made a marriage contract, but Fu Changliang has verbally made a marriage contract with her.

If the answer is not yet, it is slapping Fu Changliang's face, and if the answer has a marriage contract, it is a private gift.

"Back to the mother, when I was young, I set a baby kiss. As the saying goes, the words of the matchmaker are the orders of the parents. Chu Qing thought that if he found a man who had a baby with Chu Qing in the future, he would definitely marry him. ”

In this way, while saying that he has a marriage contract, he has a way back. What she said was that if she found a baby kiss in the future, she could marry him.

The parents have long passed away, and as for the baby parents, there may be.

Mingyan didn't have the memory of the original owner's past, so he made a nonsense.

The queen put down the teacup in her hand and fixed her eyes on the girl, "So..."

"That's the Ming'er of this palace who is not blessed."

As soon as he heard this, Mingyan hurriedly landed on his knees, staring at the ground with apricot eyes, "The courtiers are terrified." The early Qing Dynasty could not bear the love of the mother. ”

Her current identity - the daughter of a criminal minister who is expected to clear her wrongs.

Without a strong background, he cannot be a help for Fu Changming to ascend to the throne of God. According to her current performance, there is no outstanding thing about it.

No matter how you look at it, there is no capital that can enter the queen's eye.

The queen looked at her with half-squinted eyes.

Now he looks like this, but he has a little more childishness, and he is really from Jiangnan.

In terms of appearance, she is not as good as her cousin in the early Ming Dynasty, and in terms of talent, her popularity in Kyoto is not even as good as that of the eldest daughter of the Ji family.

How's that... Into the eyes of the Holy One?

She remembered something from the past.

Back then, the wife of the general Ming Anshu also looked like a little family. In the same way, it also entered the eyes of the Holy One. It's just that because the other party is already a wife, the saint did not include that person in the palace.

Now that I see the man's daughter, it is not surprising that I have some different feelings.

However, the man's daughter was very well used.

Let this little girl from the south of the Yangtze River make a marriage contract with her eldest son Fu Changming. First, it eliminated the possibility that the emperor would include this little girl in the palace; Second, according to the emperor's attitude towards this girl, he will definitely pay more attention to Fu Changming, who has a marriage contract with him.

In today's year, the crown prince has not been established for a long time, and the desire of the people in the court is Fu Changliang.

If she doesn't think about it, I'm afraid that the throne will fall into Fu Changliang's palm.

In the back position, he can see much farther than an ordinary woman.

The queen thought, wait, look at the attitude of the saint, and wait for her to be married, and then it is not too late to ask for a marriage contract.

"You came to the palace once, but it worked hard for you. Mama Chen, take Miss Ming to the Imperial Garden. ”

Mingyan knelt on the ground, fingers pinched together.

Queen: This is... Not going to let her go?

frequently showed goodwill, indicating that the queen was still observing her attitude.

She stood up and followed Mama Chen to the Imperial Garden.

As soon as I entered the Imperial Garden, my eyebrows were faintly painful.

Mingyan subconsciously touched the purse on his waist.

I thought of Fu Changliang's beautiful scenery and moonlight again, and remembered his whispered softness under the moonlight.

Maybe the purse worked, maybe her attention was diverted. Gradually, she felt no pain again.

On the contrary, my cheeks are a little hot.

"Miss Ming, earlier, Master Duyun was giving a lecture to the Holy Lord. Shall we go over and hear about it? ”