MTL - The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman-Chapter 294 cute or not cute
The emperor would never allow his favorite daughter to marry the prince of Lingguo, unless the prince was willing to be a concubine and gave birth to a child after the prince.
"Prince Lingguo came from afar, I don't know if I can get used to it?"
The emperor spoke politely, but he didn't think that the little man didn't hear clearly because he was looking too seriously.
All of a sudden, the awkward atmosphere condensed together, and the emperor lost his affection for this unreasonable little prince.
On the other hand, the envoy at the side raised his wine glass calmly and said: "The outstanding people in the southern country, our prince is fascinated by them, you are really envious of me."
Qiao Yun only realized that the foot was touched lightly, the emperor of the Southern Kingdom was talking to him just now!
His face flushed slightly, Qiao Yun quickly calmed down and looked serious.
"It's really Qiao Yun's fault. He was dumbfounded. Please don't blame the Southern Emperor."
No matter how dissatisfied the young little prince made before, no one would mind.
It's just a poor kid far away from home, who would really get angry with him?
"It's okay, if the prince likes the customs of the southern country, I will ask my princesses to take the prince out more in the future."
The emperor had a loving face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
Nan Jun saw something, and wanted to say something for Qiao Yun in his heart.
"Mother, Your Royal Highness has come from a long way, and I would like to show His Royal Highness the scenery of our southern country."
With a warm face, Nan Jun took the initiative to ask Ying to say.
The Ninth Prince, who had never liked to talk too much, took the initiative to take the Prince-in-law out on a trip, which had to make people think a little more.
The ministers had different thoughts, and the emperor frowned unhappily.
The queen at the side seemed to see something, and gently tugged on the emperor's sleeve, which prevented her from reprimanding Yu Nanjun in public.
The princess who sat diagonally across from Nanjun also shook her head in disapproval at her, but Nanjun just pretended not to know, no matter who it was or what its purpose was, it was not as good as Qiao Yun's.
Qiao Yun pursed her lips and looked at the smiling woman, her innocent eyes flickered, and the corners of her eyes were a little more surprised.
His fingers unconsciously touched the warmth hidden in his chest, Qiao Yun only felt that the bitter and spicy wine was a little sweeter.
"There is a flood in the south of the Yangtze River. I have always wanted to send people there. Since Lao Jiu is so leisurely, I can let you go!"
There was an incomprehensible gleam in the emperor's deep eyes, and Nan Jun's desire to get close to Qiao Yun was wiped out with just one sentence.
"Mother, the floods in the south of the Yangtze River are nothing to fear, Nine Emperor Sisters..."
The princess dragged her frail body to stand up, wanting to speak for Nan Jun, but she had no choice but to give up if the emperor waved her hand.
It's just that the worry between the brows can't help but make people's hearts tug. It's well known that Her Royal Highness loves her younger sister.
It's just that the flood in the south of the Yangtze River doesn't require people from the capital to go in person. The emperor's gesture is just to save the nine emperors.
Nan Jun felt helpless, sighed secretly, and still responded: "I obey the order."
Seeing this, the emperor's complexion looked better.
After all, I still feel sorry for my daughter. The emperor only said to let Nanjun go to the south of the Yangtze River to check the flood, but he didn't say the specific date and itinerary. I still feel a little bit reluctant.
"Old Qi, from tomorrow onwards, you will be responsible for leading the prince of the Ling Kingdom around..."
The emperor's meaning couldn't be more obvious. This marriage with the prince is likely to be promised to the Seventh Emperor's Daughter Nanluo.
"My son obeys the order."
Nan Luo hurriedly got up, she was not as lucky as Nan Jun, with the Queen and the Empress thinking about it.
Nan Jun was not annoyed, he just slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and drank the glass of wine in his hand, showing a chic look.
Seeing this, Qiao Yun didn't know what it was like.
I'm afraid that person won't fight anymore, right?
The joy in the corners of his eyes was gradually replaced by disappointment, and those thin white hands also picked up the wine glass on the table, and the spicy food slid down his throat, making him feel uncomfortably hot.
He doesn't understand what love at first sight is always mentioned in the book, but in this entire hall, only Nan Jun can catch his eyes.
If she is not the one who gets married, then he would rather go back to the Ling Kingdom and die in the struggle between blood relatives.
From the corner of Nanjun's eyes, he could see that something was wrong with Qiao Yun. He wondered if the child had been cursed. For thousands of years, he would fall in love with "Nanjun" at first sight in every life.
And his death is also inseparable from "Nan Jun".
Not wanting to see him like this, Nan Jun put down the wine glass in his hand, suppressed the affection in his eyes, and turned to look at the emperor at the top.
"Mother, no matter how honorable the prince of the Lingguo is, he is still a man. Although the Seventh Sister can show him around, there will always be a lot of inconvenience. If he doesn't find a suitable son from a family to accompany him, he will not As for being too lonely?"
The emperor looked directly at his favorite daughter, trying to see something in her eyes, but those eyes were full of magnanimity, which made her a little ashamed.
Maybe I was too impulsive just now, and before the child finished speaking, I sent her to Jiangnan with one sentence...
The emperor knows the affairs of the princesses best, and they can't hide their thoughts from her. Thinking of the news from the secret guard, there is no rumor that Nan Jun and the prince of Lingguo have known each other for a long time, so she feels that she is thinking too much.
"What my son said is true." The emperor nodded, and then set his eyes on the ministers of His Highness.
Her sons were all married, and it was inconvenient for her to go out at will, so she had to choose one of the sons of aristocratic families.
His eyes fell on Taishi Lin, and there was a cunning flash in his eyes. The emperor smiled and said: "Young master Lin Taishi's family is unparalleled in talent and appearance, and has a gentle temperament. Why don't you let Mr. Lin accompany you!"
After the emperor finished speaking, Nan Luo, who was still expressionless, immediately opened his eyes wide. When he was sure that he had heard correctly, he could no longer restrain the joy on his face.
Nan Jun, who used to be the least favorite, has now become the cutest person in Nan Luo's eyes. Being able to get along with Lin Yu'er is something Nan Luo can only wish for.
"The minister obeys the order."
Grand Master Lin had a happy expression on her face, the matter of accompanying the prince of Lingguo should have been done by the prince, but now the emperor personally ordered her son, that is the unparalleled glory of her Lin family.
"Old Nine, since that's the case, don't go to Jiangnan, and accompany the Prince of Lingguo with your Seventh Sister!"
The emperor was eager to quickly bring Nanjun and Lin Yuer together, she would not let go of such a good opportunity.
The prince's face was overjoyed, the nervousness and worries just now were completely gone, she looked at Nan Jun lovingly, and she also hoped that she would settle the marriage with Young Master Lin earlier in her heart.
It's just that Nan Luo, who had a happy face just now, is not happy now. If she wants to take back what she said about Nan Jun's cuteness just now, no matter how you look at it, this person will be annoying.
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Nan Jun's complexion was normal, without sorrow or joy, but Qiao Yun, who had been sitting there, squeezed his wine glass tightly and stared at her for a long time.
