Chapter 551: What I Give, I Don't Want It, I Have to Ask for It
She was extremely uneasy in her heart, when did the prince trust Quan Jiu so much?
This dog slave has always been against them, if you ask him to investigate, isn't it self-defeating?
"Prince." She said unhappily, "This kind of thing should be handed over to Dali Temple!" β
"Queen Mother, the efficiency of Dali Temple must not be as high as nine thousand years old, not to mention that my father relied so much on nine thousand years old during his lifetime, you can rest assured if you hand it over to him!"
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Quan Tianjiu hooked his lips, "Thank you for the prince's trust." β
If it weren't for the prince's hostility towards her, Xia Fanyin would have suspected that this prince had been taken away.
It's good, he hated Quan Jiu so much in the past, why did he suddenly change so much?
But this matter is settled.
Emperor Jing's death was investigated by Quan Qianjiu.
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According to the rules, all the princes and princesses have to kneel in the Longyin Palace to send Emperor Jing off.
Xia Fanyin knelt all day, her legs hurt very much, and when Quan Tianjiu came to pick her up at night, he directly picked her up from the ground.
When the other princesses saw it, they were envious and red-eyed.
She really couldn't walk, and secondly, she knew that she couldn't compete with him, so she let him go with a blank face.
The cold wind in the winter night was cold and biting, blowing in the ears of hunting, and the hustle and bustle brought ripples that could not be calmed in the heart, and the man walked step by step in the huge palace, his steps were steady and wide, and he slowly walked towards the palace gate.
"Is it cold?" He looked at the slightly pale woman in his arms.
"What's wrong with you and the prince?" She didn't answer the rhetorical question.
"Not really." The man said lightly and asked again, "Are you cold?" β
Xia Fanyin closed her eyes impatiently, "Today, my father had an accident, and your marriage seems to have collapsed - although you don't have to keep filial piety, but the emperor died, and you can't do happy events in a few months, it's a pity that you didn't finish the church in time." β
The man's footsteps paused, and a chill froze in his eyes that was colder than this night, "What, you really hope that today's wedding can be done?" β
She glanced up at him, "If I'm not mistaken, I seem to have answered that question." β
By the way, I also wished them a hundred years of happiness.
The coldness in Quan Qianjiu's eyes was even heavier, "I said that the wedding was canceled." β
She sneered, "Miss Yan Xi is really pitiful, she hasn't worn her wedding dress, she hasn't entered the Xitang, and the man who originally said she married doesn't want her anymore." β
"Xia Fanyin."
The man burst out laughing, "That sounds sourβare you fighting for her, or are you accusing me of my sins?" β
She bluntly said, "I'm accusing you of your sins head-on." β
Quan Qianjiu suddenly stopped completely.
Xia Fanyin's breath stagnated, but when she saw the man put her down, her legs suddenly stood up straight and became a little weak, but she still subconsciously wanted to stay away from him, but before she could take a step, she was dragged back into her arms by the man.
His inky cloak was taken off, and the warm touch was over her in an instant.
"I don't want it!"
"I didn't ask you if you wanted to." The man's face was expressionless, "What I give, you have to ask for it if you don't want it." β
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The man picked her up again, "Is it still cold?" β
She glanced at him sarcastically, "Why, if I'm still cold, why don't you continue to take it off, just take off all the clothes on your body and give it to me." β
Quan Qianjiu smiled and smiled, "Are you sure?" You can take it all off, but I don't know what I'll do when I'm done. β