The Struggle for Imperial Power 19
Xuanyuan Bo returned to the house in a daze, and after thinking about it, he almost bit a mouthful of silver teeth, he said how could the old emperor agree so happily, it had already been arranged.
Not to mention that Xuanyuan Han succeeded to the throne and the current prince can only be a prince, whether he can survive or not is another matter, and the day of marriage will be less than two months, how can he marry his most beloved daughter to him, thinking about this, the old illness and new sorrow are really sick now.
Murong Yan almost tore up his handkerchief when he learned the news, Xuanyuan Han was going to succeed him? I was going to marry him at the beginning, but I was... How willing does this make her.
She learned that Xuanyuan Han was still temporarily living in the Four Princes' Mansion, so she decided to meet him, but after squatting for several days, she found that he either stayed at home, or was with her sister all the time.
Finally let her get a chance, this day Ye Li was talking about eating the pastries of the restaurant she liked, and the two of them were waiting for Kung Fu Ye Li was going to buy sugar gourds again, so he left Xuanyuan Han here alone.
At this time, Murong Yan knocked on the door of the private room, and bowed without saying anything, with faint tears rolling in his eyes.
Xuanyuan Han looked disgusted for a while, frowned and said, "What's the matter?" ”
When Xuanyuan Han faced someone who was not Ye Li, he was full of aura, and the royal coercion made people have to be convinced, which was known to the people around Xuanyuan Han.
But Murong Yan didn't know, thinking that he was good to Ye Li just because she was the princess.
At this time, she raised her head and quietly glanced at Xuanyuan Han, and suddenly felt obsessed, this man was born well, handsome and resolute, who said that he was weak and sick, and couldn't help it, it was really a rumor.
This strengthened Murong Yan's heart, "The little woman's name is Murong Yan, and she is the daughter of the Murong family. ”
"And then?" Xuanyuan Han felt that he was very bored looking at such a woman now, and couldn't help but say impatiently.
Murong Yan heard the man's impatience, and hurriedly said the point, "The little girl occasionally comes here to eat, and today I happened to hear that the fourth prince was here, so I wanted to clarify a misunderstanding." ”
After a pause in his tone, tears flowed out of his eyes, and he said pitifully, "The little girl was supposed to marry the fourth prince, but she didn't want to be stunned on the day of the wedding, and when she woke up, she thought it was a foregone conclusion, and the poor little woman was married to the prince by the emperor again, the little woman... The little girl didn't want to marry the crown prince, so she asked the four princes to call the shots. ”
As soon as Xuanyuan Han wanted to ask someone to drag this disgusting woman out, he heard a clear voice and remembered, "Oh? So who do you want to marry? The Four Princes? ”
I saw the person standing with his hands behind his back, obviously standing at the door for a long time.
"What about the sugar gourd," Xuanyuan Han suddenly smiled when he saw the visitor.
"I didn't buy it, I said I was infected with the wind chill and I wasn't here today." Ye Li strode across the threshold and naturally sat beside him.
Xuanyuan Han grabbed her hand and kneaded it gently, and said dotingly, "If you want to eat it, I'll ask someone to make it for you, why bother to buy it yourself." ”
Ye Li held the man's hand and smiled like a flower, "It's only interesting to eat occasionally, but I'm tired of eating every day." ”
Xuanyuan Han's face suddenly collapsed when he heard this, and he said aggrievedly, "Xiao Zhi, are you tired of looking at me? ”
There are only two words under the leaf centrifuge, it's over!
Murong Yan on the side saw that the two of them were completely ignoring that they were still so affectionate, especially Xuanyuan Han's attitude made her hands clench deeply, and her nails were sunk into the flesh.
If it had been... I married myself, and what this man is so gentle and spoiled now is himself.