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"Di'an, you believe me, the Seventh Princess will definitely be a good match for you!" Saying that, the cold painting screen also emphasized it.

The prince of Di'an was irritable when he listened, and it was clear that his ideal was not the seventh princess at all, so he said with a displeased face: "I know, you have a good rest, I'll go back to the house first." ”

Walking as if he was escaping, he left the Sijun Palace, and Leng Huaping felt a little strange and asked the lark, "Did I say the wrong thing just now?" ”

The lark doesn't understand emotional things more than the cold painting screen, and how can he answer the question of the cold painting screen!

The lark could only shake his head and say, "The slave thinks that Miss's words are not wrong." ”

"But why did Di An leave directly after hearing two sentences, as if he was dissatisfied with something!" Leng Huaping said puzzledly.

"Maybe it's because of today's events in the court that the prince of Di'an feels a little headache, so he went back!" When the lark thinks about it, there is only one sentence to explain.

Leng Huaping didn't plan to delve into it, so he nodded and was already planning to go back to the bedroom to rest for a while, who knew that before he got up and walked two steps, Emperor Zhaoren suddenly came.

The cold painting screen has the privilege of not kneeling, including the emperor. So Leng Huaping turned around and saw a hurried face coming towards him.

"Paint." Emperor Zhaoren looked at Leng Huaping and felt that everything was not a dream when he was still in front of him, and his daughter was still in Dachu, in the palace, and in front of him.

"What's wrong?" The cold painting screen responded, which was enough to make Emperor Zhaoren's feelings deeper.

However, Emperor Zhaoren, who suffered from gains and losses, felt that it was not enough, and he had to hug the cold painting screen before he would give up.

Leng Huaping was quietly held by Emperor Zhaoren, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

For Emperor Zhaoren, Leng Huaping is still not used to calling him his father. But fortunately, Emperor Zhaoren also got used to it and didn't blame it.

"It's okay, Dad just thinks it's a little unreal to get you back, so he wants to hug you!" In fact, Emperor Zhaoren was afraid that Leng Huaping would agree without saying a word if he knew the news that he was going to marry Dajin.

That's why I hurried over to take a look at the cold painting screen, but I didn't know any movement in the court, and the cold painting screen knew it clearly.

"It's been so many months, haven't you yet adapted?" Leng Huaping smiled and looked at the somewhat childish Emperor Zhaoren.

"Dad is afraid that after getting used to it, when you are going to get married again, you will leave me again, so Dad hopes that you can marry Di'an, not only can Dad see you at any time, but Dad can also rest assured that the rest of your life can be safe." Emperor Zhaoren's good intentions, Leng Huaping naturally did not feel it from these words, but after so many months of getting along.

Naturally, Leng Huaping could understand Emperor Zhaoren's thoughts, but she had already made up her mind and would not change it easily, so Emperor Zhaoren was a little disappointed and said: "I know that you are for my good, but I have never liked Di'an at all." He's good, he's good, I know it, but it's not him who I like, and you should know it! The people I like are the people in the Kodo Temple! Although he has left Gudao Temple now, I still like him! ”

The deep affection in the bones of Leng Huaping is just like the original Emperor Zhaoren for His Royal Highness.

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