Chapter 123: Turmoil in the Capital 7

After waiting for Ao Shuangjiao to fall asleep, Di Qingsu got up and walked back to the Star Picking Pavilion. On the path of the garden, Emperor Qingsu asked Chaolu behind him: "The prince of the Yulan Empire invites Miss Ben to tea."

After a pause, he continued, "But I refused. You don't want to see her? After thinking about it, Di Qingsu still asked.

Chaolu knew that with Di Qingsu's cleverness, he was afraid that he had already guessed their story, and shook his head: "No." If you still love yourself, you should go to see it, but you don't love it anymore, so you don't see it anymore. ”

Di Qingsu understands that emotional matters cannot be forced, and everything is left to chance.

Pushing open the door of the small courtyard, I saw Chu Hanye anxiously circling around the house.

"What's wrong? What happened? Di Qingsu stepped forward quickly and asked hurriedly. Hearing Emperor Qingsu's voice, Chu Hanye came back to his senses from thousands of thoughts, greeted God Qingsu hugged her into the house, sat on the stool without speaking, and did not let go, just kept holding it for a long time.

"Susu, I was wronged today, and I am not by your side, are you disappointed?" Chu Hanye asked weakly.

That damn woman, who dared to make his Su Su ugly, gambled on herself, didn't she know how to write dead words? It seems that the punishment that day was too low. He was reluctant to let Di Qingsu suffer a little grievance, and those who were not long-sighted committed to their own death.

"Hmm. It's disappointing, so you're going to be punished. Di Qingsu solemnly held Chu Hanye's face, saw the dark blue in his eyes, the tiredness on his face, and sighed silently.

stood up and took Chu Hanye's hand and walked to the bed, sat down on the bed, took the pillow and leaned against his back, and motioned for Chu Hanye to lie down and rest his head on his lap.

Although Chu Hanye didn't understand what Di Qingsu was going to do, he still did it obediently.

Di Qingsu gently untied the purple gold crown of Chu Hanye's hair, combed his long black hair with his fingers, and after a while, his hands gently began to press the acupuncture points on Chu Hanye's head to relieve his fatigue.

"Susu, it's good to have you." Chu Hanye muttered softly, closed his eyes and enjoyed this happiness.

"Good. Go to sleep. Di Qingsu didn't let him speak anymore and stopped him. To give him a massage is to hope that he will sleep well. Of course, your own man has to hurt himself.

"Susu." Chu Hanye opened his eyes and called softly, and Di Qingsu raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Today you said I was your man. That's nice. Chu Hanye smiled innocently and closed his eyes in satisfaction. When he heard the Dark Owl come back, it felt like he was flying in the sky. There is nothing more exhilarating than getting an affirmative answer from your own woman, of course not.

He finally waited, even if Di Qingsu never nodded when to marry him, he was willing to wait forever.

The emperor made a decree to give marriage, but he did not set an exact date, the date was set by Emperor Qingsu himself, which was the respect given by Chu Hanye.

On the Queen Mother's birthday, the banquet began after noon. Princes, princes, princesses, daughters, envoys from all over the world also arrived at the banquet hall early, and while the banquet had not yet begun, they exchanged more information and inquired about the news that was beneficial to them.

This is also a blind date feast, a grand event for men and women to compete. No way, the triennial tea fight is about to begin, and talented and beautiful people gather, normal.

Chu Hanye, the position of the weight, the respect of the prince, sat in the first place, and opposite him was the prince of the Yulan Empire, Yulan Zifei, Yulan Suya, and down was the Xuanyuan Pingchuan of the Haocang Empire, Xuanyuan Invite Yue and other countries to envoy.

Emperor Qingsu and Chu Hanye sat together, and down to them were the Taishi Mansion, the Prime Minister's Mansion, and so on, according to their official positions.

It's a grand event. Those who are all dressed up and beautiful and moving forward, are not shyly and secretly looking at those handsome and extraordinary men, looking for the object of their love. My father said that if he is blessed and is favored by the princes or princes of the other two empires, it will be a matter of glory to his ancestors.

This is indeed a good view. They no longer dare to hope to be favored by the Night King, who doesn't want to live a little longer, who would want to intervene in the sincere love between him and Miss Nine, and they can't get in.

She is Miss Nine, and she is Di Qingsu.

Didn't you see that the Night King only smiled at Miss Nine from beginning to end, just for one person to get drunk! Didn't you see that the Night King was jealous of other men peeping at Miss Nine, and he was furious?

Yu Lanzi looked at the woman in white opposite with admiration, the unique chest wrapping design, the exquisite embroidered bamboo, just like her transcendent temperament. Chu Hanye was not wearing a prince's suit, nor a court dress, but a set of clothes that matched Emperor Qingsu, a white brocade robe, also embroidered with delicate and intricate bamboo, the cuffs of the two people's shirts were trimmed with gold wire, and the simple design was sandwiched with cumbersome processes, which invisibly added nobility, elegance, and connotation. It is not extravagant but also unique. Two people sit together, it's so harmonious. A perfect match indeed.

Chu Hanye was pulling the grape skins, and the smooth and delicate flesh was gently placed on a silver plate one by one, and a layer of crushed ice was spread on it, emitting an ethereal chill.

"Susu, taste." Chu Hanye put it in front of Di Qingsu, scooped up a piece of pulp with a spoon and fed it to Di Qingsu's lips, Di Qingsu opened his mouth and nodded, indicating that it was good.

Chu Hanye smirked and continued his actions just now with satisfaction.