Chapter Eighty-Three: The Unmarried Lady Chooses

In fact, the empress caught a glimpse of Hua Luo sleeping with a book on her face, but she didn't see it, and there was an inaudible sound of discussion below.

"Nineteenth sister is so arrogant." "It is worthy of the queen mother's pampering from childhood to adulthood."

Until everyone dispersed, Zhaoyue Zhanxing came to find her, and Hua Luo still slept soundly on the table with a book on her face.

Zhan Xing walked over, took the book off Hua Luo's face, and shouted twice, "Ah Luo, Ah Luo, wake up."

Hua Luo straightened up, sleepy-eyed, because she had been lying on the table for a long time, there was a red mark on her right cheek, and the yellowish wooden table top was soaked with sweat.

"Ah Luo, why are you asleep here, everyone is gone."

"Are all the people gone?"

Hua Luo rubbed her eyes and looked around, the empress and the others were indeed gone: "Then let's go too."

At this time, her head was still a little dizzy, and she wanted to walk out when she stood up.

"Ah Luo, why are you asleep?"

"It's not you, I pestered me to play some lottery last night, and I was so sleepy that I couldn't control it and fell asleep."

Hua Luo said to Zhanxing as she walked.

Lady Guo presented a thing like a document, walked up to the empress, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, this is the wind and comments about His Royal Highness the Crown Prince collected from all sides in the past year, and the opinions have been as objective as possible."

"Read it."

"The people of the capital of the Kingdom of the Apocalypse say that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a good talker, extraordinary in bearing, neither humble nor arrogant, kind and dignified, kind-hearted, good at understanding the feelings of the people, and will definitely be a good monarch who is loved by people in the future."

"The prime minister said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is good at war, and the internal affairs are clear, Wen can put pen to paper to settle the world, Wu can go to the horse to determine the world, and the country of the Apocalypse has this prince, and the country is fortunate."

"Wen Qing, a senior general in the army, said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is sensible, argues right and wrong, handles everything properly, advances and retreats in a measured manner, and has the bearing of a prince, which is convincing."

The empress snorted coldly: "All aspects are positive, so why is she so willful and stubborn in front of me, isn't the prince in front of them the same person as the prince in front of me?"

"Maybe His Highness has not yet been determined, isn't Your Majesty starting to choose a son-in-law, maybe when Your Highness becomes a parent, you will be able to experience Your Majesty's painstaking efforts as a mother in the future, and you will not bump into Your Majesty again."

"Speaking of which, this matter should also be settled, the old ones have already decided to marry at her age."

Lady Guo stepped forward and asked, "I wonder who Your Majesty likes?"

"Xiahou Qian."

The empress said a name that was not surprising to Lady Guo.

In the evening, the fiery clouds in the sky were rolled up one after another by the wind, and the shapes and colors were very strange.

Zhan Xing moved a plate of melon seeds and sat in the corridor looking at the sky: "The clouds in the sky today are quite beautiful."

Zhaoyue grabbed a handful of melon seeds from Zhan Xing's plate: "Sister, I suddenly feel that it is a miracle that His Majesty did not kill Ah Luo, she actually dared to dismantle His Majesty's platform like that, if it was someone else, how dare ......

"Harm, she just dies, but she can't die every time."

Zhanxing spit out a melon seed shell and sighed sincerely.

"Everyone in the palace is saying that Your Majesty hates Yan Gongzi, but I think Your Majesty has true love for Yan Gongzi, otherwise I wouldn't have indulged Ah Luo like this."

"Yes, I've heard about it back then."

Zhao Yue likes to listen to these gossips the most: "Your Majesty really did this for a man?"

"Who knows, but everyone says so, and it's estimated that eight or nine is not far from ten."

Hua Luo walked over, saw Zhaoyue Zhanxing with a leisurely look, melon seed shells on the ground, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Aarlo."

Zhan Xing hurriedly climbed down from the railing of the corridor: "Zhaoyue and I are chatting with melon seeds, do you want to have some."

"Don't."

Hua Luo wrenched her ten fingers one by one, making a clicking sound.

"I've been eating melon seeds recently."

"This melon seed is not on fire, it is milky, come, eat one."

Zhanxing pulled Hua Luo to the side of the hallway and sat down.

Hua Luo leaned against the pillar: "Zhanxing, do you think your method is reliable?"

Zhan Xing turned his eyes to look at Hua Luo: "Ah Luo, what do you mean, you don't believe me anymore, do you?"

"I dare to guarantee that within ten days, Your Majesty will definitely select your fiancée, besides, don't you go to see Yan Gongzi every three days, where do they dare to abuse Yan Gongzi."

"That being said, my father is locked up in prison and can't do what he wants to do, and I'm afraid he'll be flustered, and even though he looks like he's okay every time he sees me, he always looks like he's not in a good state of mind."

"Zhaoyue, when my father is fine, he likes to find acupuncture points and prick things. Prepare a few straw men and bring them to my father the next time you see him, and if he doesn't have anything to tie up, he'll tie his own."

"Huh?"

Zhao Yue couldn't help but cover her arm: "Yan Gongzi is okay and still likes to prick himself with a silver needle? Doesn't he feel pain?"

"Of course it hurts, didn't I say it, he can't prick himself when his hands are itchy and he can't prick himself."

"Oh, well, I remember."

Zhaoyue nodded.

At this time, Lady Guo came, saw Hua Luo and the others there, and shouted from afar: "His Royal Highness the Prince!"

"Lady Guo is here."

Hua Luo reminded in a low voice, and several people hurriedly put down the melon seed plate and walked towards Female Officer Guo.

"Slaves and maids, see Your Highness."

Lady Guo saluted and handed the few Buddhist scriptures she was holding in her hand to Hua Luo: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, Your Majesty wants you to copy out three Buddhist scriptures within three days, and the slaves and maids will come to pick them up in the evening after three days.

"Okay."

Hua Luo casually agreed, and she talked back to the empress in the flower temple, and the empress hadn't said anything about her.

Her queen mother always has to find some opportunity to win back a game to prove that she can still dominate herself, she understands this mood, and she doesn't bother to worry about the empress.

Zhaoyue took over the three thick Buddhist scriptures on behalf of Hua Luo, thinking that the empress asked Hua Luo to copy things without pretending to others, even if she and Zhan Xing helped write a word, the empress would recognize it and rewrite it, and Hua Luo's hand would suffer again.

Hua Luo noticed the sweat on Female Officer Guo's forehead: "The weather has been a little hot recently, Female Officer Guo should not drink herbal tea before leaving."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

After leaving the dormitory full of ice and walking such a long way to deliver Buddhist scriptures, Lady Guo also felt a dry mouth, picked up the herbal tea on the table and took a sip.

Just rushed to this cup of herbal tea, and Hua Luo was also watched by Lady Guo grew up, Lady Guo decided to reveal the inside story to Lady Guo.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, Your Majesty just told the slave maid that you have already decided on your choice of unwedlock."

"yes, who is he?"

Although Hua Luo doesn't care much about who her fiancé is, she doesn't mind asking.

"It's His Royal Highness the Prince, your confidant and minister, Xiahou Qian."

"What? Xia Houqian!"

Zhan Xing and Zhao Yue behind Hua Luo blurted out first.

"Lady Guo, you're not mistaken."