Mo Sinian, who had a cold face, swept away the clouds on his face, and a light smile hooked up at the corner of his lips, "If Mrs. Ran really gives birth to a daughter, I will be the master and give a marriage contract." ”

"But the emperor—" Empress Jiang was a little unhappy.

She finally got a chance to let Ran Guogong owe her a favor, and she couldn't let it go so casually. If the emperor nods and marries, this favor will not be his own. The evil child also lost an opportunity to bring Ran Guogong under his account.

"What? Does the queen have another opinion? ”

Mo Sinian's eyes crossed with obvious displeasure, and his voice was extremely low, "Does the queen think that my tenth prince is not worthy of the little daughter of the Ran Kingdom?" ”

Isn't it just a hat, you Jiang Ruse will, and I won't be Moss Nian?

Empress Jiang's face turned pale and she was choked. The whole person stiffened. She was so intelligent, how could she not hear the irony in the emperor's words?

"Your Majesty is serious, the Ten Princes are the bloodline of the Heavenly Family, and naturally any woman is worthy of it." She bowed her head.

"Huh."

Mo Sinian responded to her with a dry laugh, "Since the queen has also agreed, then this marriage should be decided like this." Mrs. Ran, you are pregnant, hurry up, if you hurt my future daughter-in-law, it will not be good. ”

Ran Guogong's wife smiled slightly, got up gracefully, and returned to her position.

Ye Luo noticed that behind Mrs. Ran's chair, there was a handsome and shy young man, who was on the eighth peak that day, crying and begging her to repair the token of love with his fiancée.

Ran Fengmo noticed Ye Luo's gaze, pursed his lips, and smiled shyly.

Ye Luo's heart was moved, and he couldn't imagine that a good fate that he had inadvertently facilitated at the beginning would save his life at a critical moment. If Mrs. Ran hadn't come forward, she would probably have been forced by Empress Jiang to marry Feng Wuxi.

After the turmoil of the marriage between the tenth prince and Mrs. Ran's unborn daughter, Queen Jiang couldn't mention Ye Luo's marriage anymore, and with Mo Sinian's assistance, Ye Luo was completely relieved.

But Mo Sinian didn't seem to plan to let go of Empress Jiang so easily.

"Every prince of mine, regardless of his biological mother's nobility or background, is the most precious bloodline of the royal family. This is the case with the ten princes, and the same is true with the dragon fetus in the belly of the imperial concubine. ”

Ye Luo's heart "chuckled".

Yikes! The emperor is going to make a big move!

Did he want to take this opportunity to take the imperial concubine back to the palace? What a wit!

"Father, the mother, is now pregnant, and lives alone in a remote place like the Royal Asylum. If the dragon fetus has three long and two short, I, who is an older brother, will not be at ease. The crown prince Mo Jue stood up at the right time and made a grand bow to Mo Sinian, "The son has the courage to beg his father to take the mother concubine back to the palace and pass on the imperial doctor to protect the dragon fetus." ”

"Hahaha! That's it! ”

Mo Sinian smiled heartily, and looked meaningfully at the prince kneeling below, this trick, how does he look at it now.

Empress Jiang was on the side, trembling with anger, and her face was blue and white for a while. With a buzzing in her head, she stretched out a hand and held her forehead, looking like she was about to faint at any moment.

"Queen Mother!"

Gonggong Xu, who was standing behind Empress Jiang, exclaimed, "Your body is ......"

Mo Sinian was indifferent, and said loudly: "The queen is not feeling well, so don't force herself to come to the peony banquet, and she said so much nonsense." Father-in-law Xu, take the queen back to Kunning Palace to rest. ”