Xin Yu's eyes widened slightly because of surprise, and her body tensed for a moment, not knowing how to react.

So close, the cold smell of wine surrounded her, strong and agitated.

There was only one thought in Xin Yu's mind: What happened to Master He?

After losing his mind for a moment, He Qingxiao came to his senses, hurriedly let go of his hand, and asked himself in his heart: What's wrong with him?

After being silent for a long time, he lowered his eyes in embarrassment and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry...... I ......"

But I can't say why I'm sorry.

said that he had long loved her to the core, said that he was distracted by Prince Baori, and said that even though he knew that the future was gloomy and it was rare to have a good death, he still greedily wanted to get close to her and have her.

He couldn't say any of this.

He was overwhelmed with apologies and felt shameless.

Xin Yu saw his discomfort.

She couldn't stand it much either.

But she knew that although it was an inconspicuous corner, there were still pedestrians walking in the distance. She also knew that she was a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of the opposition forces of the New Deal, and once they knew that Master He was her weakness, they would not hesitate to raise a knife against him.

"Lord He drank too much, I'll ask Qianfeng to send you back." Xin Yu clenched his fists hard, trying to keep his voice steady.

Her cheeks were pale, but they were covered by rouge, and she still looked delicate and bright.

"Qianfeng just escorts Miss Xin, I'm fine." He Qingxiao took a step back and said goodbye to Xin Yu.

Not far away, when she saw the scene of He Qingxiao hugging Xinyu, Xiaolian's first reaction was to stretch out two hands, blocking Qianfeng and Ping'an's eyes respectively.

Qianfeng and Ping An didn't move, and the little girl covered her ears and stole the bell.

Xiaolian was still worried that passers-by were passing by, so she found that He Qingxiao had let go of her hand.

She rubbed her eyes, suspecting that she was dazzled by the scene just now.

Then, I saw He Qingxiao walking in the opposite direction.

Xiaolian turned her head and looked at Qianfeng and Ping'an: "Did you see it just now?" ”

Qianfeng and Ping An were both expressionless: "No." ”

They were cultivated as dead soldiers, and were given to Miss Xin by the eldest princess, and from then on, only Miss Xin was safe. As for the rest, there is no difference between seeing and not seeing.

Hearing this answer, Xiaolian misunderstood, walked up to Xin Yu in a trance, and called out to the girl.

Although she hopes that the girl and Lord He will eventually become married, she will not hallucinate, right?

Xin Yu nodded slightly at Xiaolian: "Go back." ”

The night in July was hot, and after freshening up and changing, Xin Yu lay on the bed, full of the hug.

She thought she was free and firm enough, but she didn't.

She knew in her heart that if he didn't let go at that moment, she would be uncontrollable and hug him back.

This night, Xin Yu tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and Yu He Qingxiao was even more difficult.

He sat alone in the middle of the night, and gradually woke up and went out into the courtyard.

The difficulty of implementing the new policy in the south, and the rush back to the capital, were not as painful as the hug tonight.

He has always accepted an embarrassing background and is a good errand for Jin Linwei. But now, how much I hope that he is not the envoy of Beizhen, not the Marquis of Changle.

The next day, it was a cloudy day.

Prince Baori turned around three times in the next step of the Great Xia officials, and reluctantly embarked on the road back to Xiling.

Emperor Xingyuan learned that Xin Yu did not send it, and he was relieved to realize one thing: Ah Yu may not have any thoughts about Prince Baori.

But when you count the age, Ayu is already eighteen years old.

While she was still free, Emperor Xingyuan sent Xin Yu into the palace to inquire about her thoughts.

"Doesn't Ayu like Prince Baori like this?"

Xin Yu asked rhetorically: "Your Majesty thinks Prince Baori is good?" ”

Emperor Xingyuan touched his nose and said frankly: "If Prince Baori stays in Great Xia for a long time, he will not lose his good match." ”

"But I don't like it." Xinyu is straightforward and frank.

Emperor Xingyuan sighed, and said in his heart that it was a pity, and there was no good son-in-law.

If you choose a horse for Ayu, with Ayu's talent, this horse candidate should be cautious. It's best to have a stable background and be good to Ayu, but you won't let Ayu mess around and shake the Great Xia country.

Emperor Xingyuan's thoughts about Xin Yu were contradictory.

He loved her, valued her, but was also wary of her. This is not the present, but the future.

Although he laughed at the outrageous words that Ayu said, he knew that Ayu could indeed influence his choice of the prince.

How could any emperor not be vigilant at all.

Ayu is an eagle, and he wants to see her spread her wings and soar. And Ayu's colt, he hopes, is an invisible rope tied to the eagle, an anchor that holds her ambitions in place.

The descendants of Xie Zhangyuan, Meng Saijiu, and Yu Shangshu are very suitable.

"What kind of person does Ayu like?" Although Emperor Xingyuan had a tendency towards the selection of horses in his heart, it was not hypocritical to ask this.

He asked about his appearance and temperament, and he was able to pick one for Ayu within the range of tendencies.

The choice is never arbitrary, and there is no limit to it.

"The minister doesn't plan to consider marriage for the time being."

"How does this work?" Emperor Xingyuan subconsciously objected.

Men should get married, women should get married, this is a truth that no one has ever questioned.

"Just temporarily. The sugar industry will be expanded, and the new policy has not yet been extended to the entire Great Xia, and it is unknown whether people who go to sea can successfully bring back sweet potatoes. If you can bring it back smoothly, the next step is to try it out......"

Xin Yu didn't say that she wouldn't marry, which would only make people think that she was talking about children. She said in a clear manner what she would be busy with in the future, and the reason for not marrying for the time being was sufficient.

At least Emperor Xingyuan didn't refute it again, but nodded and said, "Then take your time, and don't just be busy if you have a suitable one." ”

After Xin Yu left, Emperor Xingyuan's mind was still on the marriage of his children.

Ayu has her own ideas, and the marriage can be postponed a little longer, but Xuan'er can't delay it.

In Emperor Xingyuan's opinion, Princess Xuan has neither the ability of Ayu, but she is old again, so she should naturally get married. What's more, he knew that Concubine Li's heart was to pick a good horse for her daughter.

Good horse - Emperor Xingyuan knocked on the armrest of the chair with his fingers.

Different children are naturally different for marriage.

Xuan'er is gentle and quiet, and she doesn't worry about her making a mistake when she marries into any house, and no one dares to be angry with the princess. Since you don't pick others, it's very appropriate to use them for favor.

Thinking of this, Emperor Xingyuan had a person in his heart: He Qingxiao.

He knew that some old ministers still felt that he had mistreated the son of this righteous brother. With the emperor's daughter, those people have nothing to say.

And with He Qingxiao's subtle background, he has neither family support nor the help of his friends, so he is a very good knife for the emperor. For such a person, it is necessary to give proper grace.

With a decision, Emperor Xingyuan spoke: "It is rumored that the Marquis of Changle will enter the palace to meet him." ”

He Qingxiao couldn't sleep all night, and the fatigue of running around for many days could no longer be concealed on his face, and his voice was also hoarse: "He Qingxiao has seen Your Majesty." ”