When Mu Baichuan heard this, his already wrinkled face was piled up, and a chill flashed in his old eyes, "I can't imagine that the royal family is so domineering, this is impossible for my Mu family to agree, no matter where Chen'er is, she is a descendant of our Mu family." ”

"Don't be in a hurry, old chief." Jing Beitang was worried that the old chief would be angry, so he hurriedly stabilized him.

"Don't say that it's the old chief, even Chen'er himself can't agree, so it's best to suppress this matter and don't let it be exposed, but I hear Chen'er's meaning that it seems that I can't suppress it, if I really let the monarch of the R country know, I'm afraid it will be quite difficult. I didn't mention the latter point to Chen'er, everything should be said after the wedding, the top priority is to get the wedding done first, and anything can be solved. ”

Mu Baichuan nodded, things haven't come to that point yet, everything is still negotiable, there is no need to mess with yourself first.

Jing Beitang saw that Mu Baichuan's face eased and changed before he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, anyone who heard such news would be angry, his own bloodline, the child raised by his own hands would have to cut off all contact with him after returning to the royal family, and none of his parents could accept such an overlord clause.

But he is still worried in his heart, the king is not such an easy person to convince, so it is better not to cause any big problems when the time comes.

There is another point that he doesn't dare to say is that the child in Wushuang's belly is a girl, and it is easier to handle, in case it is a boy, I am afraid that if he wants to be raised in the royal family, he still can't be surnamed Mu, or he can't have the slightest relationship with the Mu family.

If Xia Luo's bloodline is pure, it will be justified, but on the contrary, he is the same as Mu Jinchen, his mother is a commoner, and under such conditions, Mu Jinchen has become the first candidate for the throne.

It's sad.

It was a day of joyful gifts, but Mu Baichuan was a little absent-minded because he heard such news, and Jing Beitang regretted mentioning it to his old man earlier.

But Mu Baichuan said that the sooner he knew, the more time he had to deploy, which was much better than rushing around when things really fell on his head, so he didn't have to worry about it.

Fortunately, every grass and tree in the garden, antiques, calligraphy and paintings are deeply liked by Mu Baichuan, and both parties have tacit understanding to change the topic, so this atmosphere did not last long.

But everyone knows that avoiding this topic does not mean that the problem does not exist, since the problem exists, the first thing is how to solve the problem, but any problem in front of the wedding must be postponed, which is also an unspeakable tacit understanding between the two families.

Upstairs, two women with similar temperaments also spoke considerately, Xia Muxue and Mu Zhilan hit it off at first sight, and they understood how similar the bitterness in Mu Zhilan's heart was to her in the past.

Xia Muxue patted the back of Mu Zhilan's hand sincerely, "Zhilan, we all know about Chen'er, if you want to talk to someone, you can find me, once, I was the same as you, I thought I loved a certain man very much, but I didn't know, the best was already by my side." Because of the obsession of the moment, I have been wrong for the best person for many years, and when I dream back in the middle of the night, my heart will still ache faintly. ”

Xia Muxue understands that Jing Hong has more points, and she loves this man more, she is very grateful for the persistence he has made in the past 20 years, otherwise, there would be no them today, so she cherishes this hard-won happiness very much now.

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