MTL - Female Queen Quick Time Travel: The Wife is a Husband Lover-Chapter 875 His Royal Highness wants to marry (55)

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  Chapter 875 His Royal Highness wants to marry (55)

  Su Qiruo let go of Mo Xuechen, and dragged him into the pavilion.

  There was only a red lantern hanging in the pavilion in the corner. They sat on the inner side, and they couldn't see anyone inside from the outside.

   "It's just Mid-Autumn Festival, and your hands are so cold, don't you feel more afraid of the cold in winter?"

  Su Qiruo gently rubbed Mo Xuechen's fingers, muttering in a low voice.

   "It's only like this when I'm sick today, and it's usually hot."

  Mo Xuechen didn't know what was wrong with him, even though he was just with her, it seemed as if he had known her for thousands of years.

  He never likes to be touched, but whether she hugs him or holds his hand, he doesn't feel disgusted, but instead feels happy and faintly excited.

   "You have to take good care of yourself. I will definitely marry you by the end of next year at the latest."

  Su Qiruo is only seventeen this year, and Mo Xuechen is only sixteen.

  She doesn't want to get married too early. By the end of next year, Mo Xuechen will not be eighteen yet, so she thinks it's too early.

  But the little princes here all got married in the fifteenth or sixteenth year, and Mo Xuechen is considered a late marriage now.

  If she really asked him to wait until he was twenty years old, I'm afraid the Duke Protector's House would not agree.

  Mo Xuechen suddenly thought of the words she said in the hall, and felt a little uncomfortable, but also a little sweet.

  The relationship between them is destined not to go smoothly, but only in this way, they will cherish each other in the future and not change their original intentions.

   Things that are too easy to get are often ignored. He likes her and wants to be with her forever.

  If a lover has to go through some hardships to get married, then he is willing to accept the challenge.

   "I always listen to His Highness."

  If it is really difficult, they are destined to part ways in the end, and he does not regret being favored by His Highness for a while.

   In any case, he had tried with all his courage.

"You don't have to worry too much, maybe your father will hear good news next year, and then I can go to your house to propose a marriage in a fair manner. Chen'er, since you and I have made an agreement, no matter what happens, Don’t shake your heart today. If it’s really not possible, I’m willing to join Duke Huguo’s Mansion, this is not to make you happy, it’s the truth.”

  If she could say that, Mo Xuechen would be satisfied, so how could she really let the majestic King Yong'an marry her?

   "Don't say such stupid things, no matter what, you can't get married, you are the first emperor's daughter."

  Mo Xuechen raised his hand to cover Su Qiruo's lips, shook his head lightly and said.

  He will not let her become the laughing stock of the world, if they are really not destined, he will go to the temple on the mountain to shave her hair, and the ancient Buddha will accompany her for life.

  Now that he has identified her, it is impossible to accept another woman no matter what.

  Since it is impossible to marry another person, why stay in the capital to stir up discussions?

   And he can't just watch her marry someone else and remain indifferent. Emotionally, he is not only domineering but also a clean freak. If she can't be with him anymore, he can only run away.

  If you don’t know it, you won’t read it, and if you don’t read it, you will feel less sad.

   "What about the imperial daughter? Those identities are just things outside the body. For me, the matter of marriage is only about who the person is, not the way of getting married."

   "With His Highness' words, Chen'er will die without regret."

  Mo Xuechen's nose suddenly turned sore, and he said with emotion.

  No one knew how much he envied Ye Ming for getting the promise of Gu Xiaojun Wang.

  He thought that his life was destined to pass in such a muddle.

  But he didn't want God to let him meet His Highness. Such a good Highness not only saved his life, but also saved his life.

   "Don't say stupid things, what is life and death, you have to live well, and we will be happy together!"

  Su Qiruo lightly scratched Mo Xuechen's nose, her voice became a little more gentle.

   "To have His Highness like this, Chen'er has nothing else to ask for."

  Mo Xuechen leaned on Su Qiruo's shoulder, and said softly.

  The two sat in the pavilion for more than half an hour, listening to the garden gradually quiet down, Su Qiruo brought Mo Xuechen back to the main hall.

  It was the same as when they met in the palace for the first time, she stopped after sending him to the gate of the palace, watching him go in first.

  Mo Xuechen suddenly looked back at her, and did something he didn't dare to do last time.

  No one knew, when she rescued him from the fourth imperial daughter's hand for the first time, he really wanted to look back at her like this, but he still didn't have the courage after all.

   Now he can finally look at her legitimately.

   No, not only can he look at her, but he can also hug her and kiss her.

  She said she likes him herself!

  At the end of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, all the imperial daughters of the right age were given marriages except Su Qiruo.

  Whether they like it or not, His Majesty's golden words will not allow them to object.

  Su Qiruo was not interested in other people's marriages, so when he left the palace, Gu Chaoyang told her and left first.

   There is an imperial decree to grant marriage, and now Gu Chaoyang can finally send Ye Ming home in a fair manner.

  Seeing Gu Chaoyang's ditzy appearance following behind the Ye family, Su Qiruo smiled helplessly.

   In the past, Gu Chaoyang was most afraid of dealing with the Ye family, but now she is going all out for Ye Ming.

  Think about yourself again, the Mo family is probably more difficult than the Ye family, the road is long and long, she has only just begun!

  Su Qiruo was striding forward, when the empress dowager came to her side.

   "Why is Miss Huang looking at me like this?"

  Su Qiruo was a little flustered by the empress, raised her hand and touched her face, there was nothing there!

   "Little Ah Ruo has grown up."

  The empress sighed, and stopped looking at her, but the loneliness in her eyes was so strong that Su Qi couldn't ignore it if she wanted to.

   "Is there something on your mind?"

  Su Qiruo never thought that the princess did this because of herself.

   "It's not that I have something on my mind, it's you. You have grown up, and you have a sweetheart, but you even hide it from the emperor."

  The concubine saw it. If she didn't tell the truth, she might not be able to guess why she was sad for the rest of her life.

  Su Qiruo finally understood what the empress dowager was upset about. Thinking of Mo Xuechen, she felt that there was no need to hide this matter from the empress dowager, maybe she could help herself.

   "It's not that the younger sister didn't talk to the imperial sister, but that I just got through with him, and I haven't had time yet."

  She wasn't lying, she and Mo Xuechen had only established a relationship yesterday.

  The empress gave Su Qiruo a suspicious look, and seeing her sincerity, she also believed it.

   "Since it was only yesterday that we communicated with each other, presumably it should be the young master in the capital. You tell Huang Jie, whose young master you have a crush on, and Huang Jie will come forward to propose marriage to you."

  There is no young master in the capital who is not worthy of her sister.

  Su Qiruo looked around, leaned close to the empress's ear and whispered: "It's the son of the Mo family—Mo Xuechen."

  The expression on the princess's face froze, she opened her eyes wide and looked at Su Qiruo, her eyes were full of disbelief, she never expected that she would actually value Young Master Mo.

  (end of this chapter)