Yan Nanxing was obviously not satisfied with this answer, his deep starry eyes narrowed slightly, and he said seriously: "Luo'er, I know that my daughter's family is sometimes reluctant to declare her thoughts, but as a father, I still want to hear your true thoughts, okay?"

"Just say how you think of the perfect person, you have known him for so long, and you have spent a lot of time together, you can always say a few words."

Flora curled up her legs, her hands on her knees, and looked at her side face, her ears fainting among the black hair pouring like a waterfall.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes casting a dark shadow of crow blue on her jade-white face.

After thinking about it for a while, Hua Luo looked at Yan Nanxing with an innocent face: "But father, what I said was the truth. At first, I could see that you like Tsushu-kun very much, and I thought that if I can be liked by my father who is so picky, this person must have his strengths."

"Later, I felt that it was unheard of for him to express his thoughts and opinions at times, but it is undeniable that he is indeed very good, and I can see that he will be very capable in the future. In this case, even if you have a little personality, it's fine."

"Anyway, it's okay, so be it."

"What I want to know is not these pros and cons answers, but the true feelings in your heart, not thinking too much about the trade-offs, but really facing your own heart." Yan Nanxing obviously didn't hear the answer he wanted.

Hua Luo has always been transparent, and it is easy to understand Yan Nanxing's meaning: "Father, do you mean to start from the aspect of personal feelings?"

Yan Nanxing nodded slightly.

Hua Luo reached out and stroked her long hair that hung down, "Father, the queen mother has told me since I was a child that you can't pour too much affection into anyone of the opposite sex. Caring about men will be the beginning of misfortune, and all I can do is weigh the pros and cons, and I can't think about anything else."

"But in your heart, you have always envied the feelings between others." Yan Nanxing affirmed.

"What?" Hua Luo's face was blank.

"The reason why you reuse Xiahou Qian and keep him by your side is because he can abandon a better choice and never leave his fiancée; The reason why you treat Zhanxing and Zhaoyue well is because Zhanxing can die for his sister; You subconsciously envy such pure and precious feelings."

"But you're not a Qiaonu, let alone Zhaoyue, you're just a witness to their feelings."

"You have to have your own judgment, and don't be brainwashed by your mother's resentful remarks, in fact, as long as you overdo everything, the result will not be too good."

"If you meet someone who is not human, it will indeed be unfortunate, but the emotional value that a man can bring to you is something you can't get from the stars and moon, and you can be sincere to the person you think is reliable. For example, if you think that your father has lived to this age to see people's eyes, if you are sincere in him, you will definitely not be disappointed. Why do you always look up to other people's feelings?"

"It is true that giving sincerity may be a failure, but sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity."

Hua Luo pursed her lips: "But father, will anyone put me first and choose me unswervingly?"

"How not." Yan Nanxing asked rhetorically.

Hua Luo shook her head, "No, I don't, as you said, I'm just a witness to their sincere feelings."

"Before, when I just regained my memory, Lan Ruofeng always pestered me with a sentence of Sister Hua on the left and a shout from Sister Hua on the right, and what secret techniques were performed to resurrect me. But after he saw what I did with his outrageous mother, I knew that he liked me as he imagined, and that he didn't really know who I really was."

"Over the years in Yanzhou, Xiahou has always taken good care of me, and he has been really good to me, but he still chose to marry Qiaonu, of course, there is nothing wrong with this, after all, Qiaonu is his fiancée. All things come first and come first, so I have perfected them."

"As for Zhan Xing and Zhao Yue, they are the sisters of the same father and mother, whose blood is thicker than water, we? It's just cousins, but it's a difference between relatives and relatives."

"So, if I wasn't put in the first place, I wouldn't have been firmly chosen."

Yan Nanxing wanted to say something, Hua Luo suddenly looked at him, and the moonlight would bloom

Luo's eyes lit up, and the moon halo in her eyes was soft.

"And father, all along, you have taken care of me, treated me well, cared for me, just because I am your daughter? However, I am not the crystallization of your love with your mother, you are forced to have me."

"Father, you are such a proud person, like a bamboo in a green mountain, you would rather bend than bend. It stands to reason that I should be a shame to you, your unbearable past, how can you accept the fact that you have my daughter?"

Hua Luo's thinking is actually easy to understand, if Yan Nanxing is a woman who has a good marriage, but is broken up by someone, and even has a child involuntarily, then Yan Nanxing himself will really like this child?

Without waiting for Yan Nanxing to speak, Hua Luo continued to say quietly, "Father, in fact, you have been good to me and have always taken care of me, not only because I am your daughter, there must be other reasons that I don't know, right?"

Yan Nanxing patiently listened to Hua Luo's words, and then said helplessly: "You think too much, or how to say that the more simple people are, the happier they are. Okay, you should be sleepy now, it's midnight, plus tomorrow morning, you can calculate how many hours you can sleep, hurry back to sleep."

Yan Nanxing stood up.

"Okay." Hua Luo patted the dust on her skirt, "Father, then I'm leaving."

Then, it disappeared from the roof in an instant.

The next morning, the dynasty was dispersed.

Hua Luo was wearing a special court dress, and despite the long hem of her skirt, she walked fast, muttering incessantly, "Sick, definitely sick!"

Muttered all the way to the outside of the East Palace, Zhan Xing Zhaoyue leaned on a beam and looked at each other, and it was no longer strange.

Needless to say, there must have been a quarrel with the empress again because of something, every time.

Zhan Xing saw that Hua Luo seemed to be very angry today, so he walked in without raising his head, and hurriedly followed, still holding a cup of chrysanthemum tea in his hand.

"Ah Luo, let's talk about it, why is he so angry today, and why did he quarrel with His Majesty again?"

"Zhanxing, she must be sick!" Hua Luo said a nonsensical word.

"Huh? What, what's sick?" Zhan Xing looked puzzled.

"You submitted the official document this time, is it because of the official document?" She guessed based on her previous experience.

"It's not." Hua Luo pulled the wide sleeves on her arm with her hand, looking angry.

"She said in the main hall today that I will not only inherit her throne when I ascend the throne in the future, but also inherit her harem, which means that all those people in her harem will be transferred to my harem in the future!"

"What?!"

At this moment, Zhaoyue, who was listening on the sidelines, was stunned, and the two of them spoke in unison, and their jaws were about to fall to the ground.

Hua Luo looked at Zhan Xing as if she was asking, "You just say if this is sick?"

"Ahem."

Zhan Xingqing coughed twice, Hua Luo said this, even if a person like her is behind her back, she can't say it, so it's not easy to take this stubble.

But in the face of Hua Luo's complaints, she couldn't help answering, so she said, "What does Your Majesty think? There are more than a billion men in the Apocalypse, are you still worried that there are no beautiful men to enrich the harem? Why should you inherit her harem?"

"And those people in His Majesty's harem...... Belch...... Except for the beautiful men sent by the princes of various states a few days ago, the others are estimated to be younger, and some may not even be a few years younger than your father."

Zhan Xing gets goosebumps when he thinks about it, he is so old that the wolf can't even gnaw it, how can he be the servant of Hua Luo? The empress really wants to be in one place.

Zhao Yue also said on the side: "Although in addition to our Heavenly Apocalypse Kingdom, there are indeed other countries that have similar customs, and the harem implements the system of succession between father and son, but that is the style of a small country. They have few people, and they have to do this in order to reproduce, my sister is right, we have a lot of men in the Apocalypse, there is really no need for this."

Seeing the stars and Zhaoyue, he said he didn't understand.

Hua Luo said indignantly: "That's why she said she was sick, who is rare about the old onions in her harem? I'm really looking for trouble!"

"That's right." Gazing from this

He thought of a more serious question, "Ah Luo, then according to what you say, is the father of His Royal Highness and Second Highness also included in it, and will he also enter your harem in the future?"

Zhao Yue tugged at Zhan Xing's sleeve: "Sister, you see that Ah Luo is so angry, it must be included."

"Well, that's outrageous." Zhanxing couldn't help but be speechless.

Zhaoyue asked, "Ah Luo, then you quarreled with Your Majesty in the palace again because of this?"

"Nope." Hua Luo denied, "I thought about it, if that day comes, I will be enthroned as an empress, and she will still arrange for me? When the time comes, whoever likes those old onions in her harem wants them, I don't want them anyway, so I didn't bother to quarrel with her, and I didn't say a word the whole time."

"Hey!" Zhan Xing clapped his hands, "Isn't this a record-breaking, it's rare that Ah Luo, you didn't quarrel with Your Majesty in the last court, it's really a day to witness a miracle."

No matter how Zhan Xing teased on the side, Hua Luo looked at Zhao Yue: "By the way, Zhao Yue, help me find a new piece of clothes to change into, let's go to the post station to find Yi Shujun and them, just now I met the court painter when I took a sedan chair back to the East Palace. They want to paint a portrait of me and Xuan Shujun, as well as you and Yan Wuyi, after all, the marriage contract has been recorded, and this portrait will go down in history, and you can't be sloppy."

The prince's engagement is a major event, and the history books will definitely be recorded, and the history books of the Apocalypse Kingdom pay attention to pictures and texts, so the painter will add real illustrations to the annals of history for future generations to read.

"That's right." Hua Luo changed her words, "I want to enact a new marriage law and raise the minimum age for men to marry to 20 years old."

"Twenty?" Zhao Yue immediately thought that Yan Wuyi was only sixteen years old, if she mentioned twenty years old, wouldn't she have to wait four years!

"Ah Luo, why, wouldn't I have to wait four years before I get married, and after four years I will be twenty-two."

Seeing Zhaoyue's anxious appearance, Zhan Xing hurriedly said, "Yes, Ah Luo, why did you raise your age so much at once, the people of the Apocalypse Kingdom have become accustomed to the original threshold, even they won't buy it."

"If you love to buy or not, and even raise the age threshold for marriage to jump out against the royal power, that is really customary, and it is not rectified. Anyway, I've set the threshold." Hua Luo said without thinking.

The threshold for marriage at the age of fifteen was set a long, long time ago, when the level of doctors was not good, and there were not so many means of curing diseases now, and ordinary people had a short life expectancy; Generally, they can only live for forty or fifty years, and cultivators are also in the stage of exploring the cultivation system, and it is not easy for a person to live shorter than ordinary people. In this case, there is nothing wrong with setting the age of 15 as the threshold for marriage.

But now that the level of doctors has improved, many diseases that were previously called terminal illnesses can be recovered, and it is not a problem for ordinary people to live to be 180 years old. Because cultivators have the lessons of their predecessors, they have almost understood the rules of cultivation, and they can easily avoid many cultivation taboos, and they are far less short-lived than before.

Zhan Xing opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but he still gave up looking at Hua Luo's determined appearance.

After all, staying by Hua Luo's side for so long, she knew that it was useless to say anything, so she could only silently shut her mouth.