Zhu Xinghe looked at Su Huan with a smile, but looked at Ling Tianhan, who was walking down from the city tower.

So Zhu Xinghe coughed lightly with some embarrassment: "Since the county lord is waiting for someone, the slave and maid will not bother, and will go by themselves first." ”

"It's okay, Ah Xing, just stay and listen to what we have to say!"

Su Huan generously admitted that he was waiting for Ling Tianhan: "Although this lonely man and widow are at the gate of the palace city, it is unreasonable to meet and talk, if you are all here, it is better to speak." ”

Yes...... But she didn't want to hear it!

Zhu Xinghe didn't even dare to look back at Ling Tianhan, as long as he thought about his face that could freeze to death, he didn't want to stay here at all!

But Su Huandu said so, and Zhu Xinghe was not easy to go, so he could only stay here, pretending to be very busy, and counting how many flowers there were in the ground.

Ling Tianhan didn't seem to plan to come to talk to Su Huan, and when he saw them, it was as if he was going to take a detour.

Instead, it was Su Huan, who looked at Ling Tianhan coming, and walked towards Ling Tianhan: "Your Highness, do you have time at this moment?" Can you take a step to speak? ”

Ling Tianhan frowned slightly, glanced at Zhu Xinghe, who was busy here, and then stopped: "What do you have to say?" ”

His cold and cold appearance made Zhu Xinghe admire Su Huan standing in front of him a little: if it were him, I was afraid that in the face of such a cold man, he would have fled a long time ago!

Su Huan took a deep breath and blessed Ling Tianhan: "I just want to ask His Highness today, but do you really want to marry me as a princess?" My identity, but what is not worthy of Your Highness? ”

Looking at Su Huan on weekdays, it seems that he sees this matter thoroughly, but Zhu Xinghe also understands that Su Huan is a woman in the end, and he still cares about this matter very much.

Ling Tianhan frowned, as if he was a little bored: "It's that this king is not worthy of you." ”

Hey? In this era, will a man like Ling Tianhan give Su Huan a "good guy card"?

But obviously, Ling Tianhan's answer did not satisfy Su Huan: "If the prince thinks that I am my uncle's person and want to marry into the palace as a spy, then the prince can rest assured." Uncle is uncle, I am me. I have my own thoughts and life, and I will not cause trouble to the prince. ”

Don't say whether Ling Tianhan believes it or not, in fact, Zhu Xinghe doesn't believe it: even if Su Huan really thinks so in his heart, when Prince Ping really puts the pressure on her head, can she be as calm as she is now?

Let alone...... Why do you have to force yourself to marry a man who is obviously the opposite? They don't really love each other, if it's just for the sake of profit and face, it's not worth losing the rest of their lives.

Obviously, no matter what Su Huan said, Ling Tianhan didn't care.

He just frowned, and his tone became more and more impatient: "This king doesn't want to marry a wife. ”

was rejected by a man so insistently, and even Zhu Xinghe felt embarrassed for Su Huan.

Sure enough, no matter how strong Su Huan was, his face was a little unbearable at this moment, and he actually said to Ling Tianhan angrily: "You just don't care about my face as a woman, right?!" ”

This is the first time Zhu Xinghe has seen Su Huan look so angry!

But this appearance was not taken into account by Ling Tianhan.

He didn't even answer Su Huan's question again, so he crossed Su Huan and walked to Zhu Xinghe, who was busy lowering his head: "How many flowers are there here, can you count them?" ”

Why did you suddenly come to yourself at this time?! Zhu Xinghe really wishes that if there is a crack in the ground here, she will get into it!

But when King Han asked, she couldn't help but answer, so she could only bow her head and say, "I haven't counted it yet, there are too many flowers here!" ”

Ling tilted his head, but turned back to Su and said, "When she counts how many petals there are, this king will accept this marriage." ”

Hey, hey, don't you want to go over it too much?!

Zhu Xinghe has already pierced Ling Tianhan's villain eight hundred times in his heart at this moment: How to count the petals?! Forget about the petals that grow here, how can you count the petals that have been sprinkled down at the bottom of the city tower?!

Even if he really counted, how could he verify it?!

If you don't want to marry Su Huan, you don't want to marry, why embarrass yourself?

I wish Xinghe wanted to cry without tears, but Ling Tianhan walked away.

Zhu Xinghe turned his head, looked at Su Huan, who was distracted in place, and sighed lightly: "Don't worry, the county lord will not sleep today, and the slave maid will not sleep today, and he must count the petals here!" ”

Anyway, as a slave, she just has no human rights!

As she spoke, she beckoned Degui and asked someone to sweep all the petals under the city tower, and not a single petal could be lost!

Su Huan stood in place, still distracted, motionless, and told Zhu Xinghe that he had no other way to do it, so he could only start counting seriously.

After a while, she felt that there was nothing else in her mind and eyes except flower petals!

I also complained in my heart: why is she so unlucky? Yongle's affairs are too busy day by day, but he still has to be involved in the affairs of Ling Tianhan and Su Huan!

However, when Zhu Xinghe couldn't see clearly, and when he started counting from the beginning for the third time, Su Huan finally stepped forward and gently pulled Zhu Xinghe: "Ah Xing, forget it, don't count!" He just doesn't want to marry me, and even if you really count all the petals here, you won't count. ”

While he was talking, suddenly a gust of wind blew from nowhere-

With the exclamations of the little eunuchs around, the petals of this book were scattered with the wind at this moment.

Degui's wail also came from behind Zhu Xinghe: "It's over, it's really too many to count!" ”

Su Huan raised his eyes, looked at the sky, and smiled lightly, with endless helplessness and sadness in his smile: "Look, even God thinks that he should marry me." That's it, that's it! ”

She bowed her head in despair, and then walked out of the palace.

Degui looked at Zhu Xinghe helplessly: "Ah Xing, what should I do now?" ”

Zhu Xinghe also sighed and waved his hand: "Clean up the flower pot and take it back to the Feng family!" We can't get involved in the affairs of King Han and the county lord. ”

Since that day, Prince Ping has really stopped a little bit in the court, not to mention the marriage between Su Huan and Ling Tianhan.

And in the Feng Mansion, Feng Wenrong and Yongle are also rarely tired.

For half a month, Feng Wenrong came to Yongle every day, and he never even went to Changqiu.

This matter, Mrs. Feng has a lot of complaints: she felt that Feng Wenrong did too much in Chengqianmen that day, and now she is still tired of Yongle every day, so that it seems that the two are inseparable, and she is naturally unhappy.