Chapter 13 Shall we demonstrate it again?
Holding Qian Renxue's slender waist and looking at her shy, angry yet helpless appearance, Su Xian raised the corners of his mouth slightly and leaned his head gently towards her.
"Don't go too far."
Qian Renxue glared at Su Xian angrily, feeling extremely embarrassed and her face flushed.
"From now on, you should call me husband or lord."
In response to Qian Renxue's anger, Su Xian pinched her face and pretended to be displeased.
"Don't even think about it, I'm..."
"We are not married yet, so everything is still unresolved."
Qian Renxue was about to retort, but when she thought that she seemed to have agreed to marry this guy, she immediately spoke.
"It's only a few years anyway. If you're in a hurry, I can prepare for the wedding in advance." Su Xian said with a smile.
"you…"
Seeing that Qian Renxue was about to refute, Su Xian quickly interrupted her, "Some things, once you agree to them in person, can never be changed. Even if I die, you are still my wife."
"Of course, because you are here, I will try to live a few more years. At least I will never die before marrying you."
With deep eyes, gentle yet fiery, Su Xian stared straight at Qian Renxue. The latter's body trembled and she suddenly became quiet, looking ahead with a complicated expression.
After a while, the carriage stopped in front of the palace.
"Don't move!"
Seeing Qian Renxue preparing to get up, Su Xian quickly stopped her and then picked her up again.
As soon as I got off the car, two figures came towards me.
"Well…"
"Ahem!"
Seeing Su Xian holding Qian Renxue, Xue Wuji and Xue Mingtong were stunned. They didn't know how to start, and their eyes were full of envy and sourness.
Damn it!
You always hug your sister-in-law when entering the palace. You dote on your wife too much!
Where is your dignity and appearance as the eldest prince of the empire? !
"Put me down now!!"
Hearing Qian Renxue's cry and seeing that smoke was coming out of her cheeks, Su Xian quickly put her down.
"Greetings to my brother and my sister-in-law!"
Xue Wuji and Xue Mingtong coughed lightly before greeting each other.
"Your Highness..."
"When you see them next time, don't worry about these etiquettes. If they are unhappy, tell me."
Seeing Qian Renxue wanted to return the gift, Su Xian directly grabbed her and asked, why did the family have to go through all this empty formalities all day long.
As he spoke, Su Xian glanced at the two of them "amiably", which made the latter tremble inwardly.
"Brother is absolutely right. There is no need to be so polite, sister-in-law." Xue Mingtong replied with a smile, and Xue Wuji immediately nodded.
"Let's go, mother must be waiting anxiously, let's go quickly."
Ignoring Qian Renxue's resistance, Su Xian directly grabbed her hand. The latter was unable to resist and had to let him hold her hand.
"Oh right! Third brother, what's with the bruises on your face?"
"It's just a minor injury. I bumped into it accidentally when I was going up the stairs just now. It's nothing serious."
"oh!"
"I'm curious, how did you encounter this? How about we reenact it later?"
Xue Mingtong:...
Replay your uncle! !
"Yes, I'm curious too, how did you bump into it? Let's do it again." Xue Wuji laughed so hard that his shoulders shook violently, and he was not afraid of anything.
Xue Mingtong:...
Fuck me!!
I haven't even come to settle accounts with you, and you still have the nerve to ask for help? !
What the hell are you curious about? It's you who hurt me!
If I didn't tell you about such an embarrassing thing, you would still think you are right, right?
…
harem.
"Your Majesty, why did you suddenly let Qinghe get married? Why didn't you discuss this with me?"
"As a mother, I don't know where the other party came from. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
"…"
Nangong Ling, dressed in a phoenix-like long dress, looked coldly at Emperor Xue Ye opposite her. Her face was as frosty as ice, and every word she said was full of oppression.
Emperor Xue Ye immediately felt like Alexander and quickly explained:
"This was Qinghe's request, and he even threatened me, his father, for it. What can I do to him?!"
"Qinghe is already fourteen years old, and it's time to find a wife for him. It's not easy to find someone he likes, so I can't disagree."
"Besides, haven't you always wanted to be a grandmother?"
As expected of a couple, Emperor Xue Ye quickly pushed all the responsibility away and diverted some attention at the same time.
Don't you want to be a grandma so badly?!
I am doing this...but I have fulfilled your wish!
Maybe in a few years I'll be able to have a big fat boy!
When she heard that she was going to be a grandmother, a kinder smile appeared on Nangong Ling's face.
"If Qinghe likes her, her appearance and personality should be pretty good. Tell me, where does she come from? How old is she this year?"
Emperor Xue Ye heaved a sigh of relief: "She is not the daughter of any noble minister, but an orphan girl rescued on the Qinghe Road. I heard from Ye Ying that she is pretty."
"An orphan girl?"
Hearing this, Nangong Ling's face changed, and then relaxed. She didn't care about these things, as long as her son liked it.
Ye Ying said that she was good-looking, so it seemed that she was definitely a beauty, otherwise his son wouldn't have been so fascinated by her at first sight.
"By the way, how old is she this year?"
As if she had thought of something, Nangong Ling's face darkened, and she looked at Emperor Xue Ye very seriously and said.
Age is related to future formal marriage and having children. It is okay to get married earlier, but you need to be at least an adult to have children, otherwise it is easy to hurt your body.
"Uh...well, I heard from Yeying that he seems to be a little younger than Qinghe, probably twelve or thirteen years old." Emperor Xue Ye said stiffly.
Twelve or thirteen years old?!
Hearing this number, Nangong Ling frowned immediately. To be honest, she was very dissatisfied with this number.
Twelve or thirteen years old, which means that she will not be able to see her grandson until at least six or seven years later. She doesn't think it matters even if the other party is two or three years older than Qinghe.
But this age is far different from what she expected!
"There's still a long way to go in the future, so don't be too anxious. Qinghe is already clamoring to marry her, are you still afraid that he won't touch that girl?"
"Just wait a few more years and see when your daughter-in-law's belly gets bigger." Emperor Xue Ye couldn't help but laugh.
"You are such a pervert. You don't look like an emperor at all."
Nangong Ling couldn't help but glare at Emperor Xue Ye, but she felt comfortable listening to what he said, and she was less obsessed with the issue of her daughter-in-law's age.
Emperor Xue Ye:...
What's it like to be an emperor?
I'm acting like an emperor in front of you. Do I really want to die?
Woo woo woo ~ I feel so sad!
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