The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Chapter 886 His Royal Highness wants to marry (66)

It's just that Mo Xuechen is too old for the crown daughter. When Mo Xuechen grows up, the crown daughter will already be married, so it is not suitable.

Besides the princess, King Yong'an is the most honorable one.

The two children have feelings for each other, they really shouldn't do the evil thing of beating mandarin ducks.

Mo Xuechen didn't know that the matter between himself and Su Qiruo had been exposed. At this moment, he was crouching on the couch, playing with the present that Su Qiruo brought back for him from Jiangnan.

There were all kinds of knick-knacks, many he hadn't seen before.

Although it was not a valuable item, her kindness could not be compared with any amount of money.

Qing Zhu and Qing He squatted by the couch and watched Mo Xuechen touch this and that happily, and they were also happy for their young master.

"Your Highness treats you very well. This is treating you like a child!"

Qingzhu covered her mouth and smiled.

Mo Xuechen's ears turned red, he bit his lower lip lightly, cast a glance at Qingzhu and said, "Don't make fun of me."

"This is not a joke, you don't know. People outside say that those wives who love their husbands very much treat him like a child. The newly married Xu Xian, the minister of rites, is ten years younger than her. I heard that Since marrying her back to the mansion, she has held her in her hand and pampered her every day, wishing she could tie it on her trouser belt and wear it in court, and even sent all the servants in the backyard away for the sake of that little husband. "

Many women will give up a little when they marry a husband, but it is still the first to be spoiled like the Minister of Rites.

Some time ago, people in the capital were talking about this matter, Qingzhu and Qinghe sometimes went to the outer courtyard to do business, and they could hear them talking about these things.

This was the first time Mo Xuechen had heard of this, and he was a little curious.

Qingzhu and Qinghe told him the gossip they heard from outside, and Mo Xuechen was taken aback for a while.

Although His Highness always looks old-fashioned, but he is only one year older than himself, but she seems to treat him that way.

The more Mo Xuechen thought about it, the more he felt that His Highness was good, especially since she had never had another man, didn't even have a servant to serve her, and allowed herself to be a couple for the rest of her life.

There is probably no better woman than His Highness in this world.

Mo Xuechen suddenly felt that he was so lucky that he was able to fall into the eyes of His Highness.

For three days in a row, Mo Xuechen went out to Yong'an Palace early, and Ye Ming was taken out of the city by Gu Chaoyang for three days in a row.

Xu knew it well, but never stopped it, and never revealed half of it to his wife.

He has an intuition that it is definitely safer for his son to marry King Yong'an than to stay in the mansion to recruit a wife.

Mrs. Xu is not a shrewd person, but she has some skills in judging people.

Just like back then when he fell in love with the current Duke Protector and won her favor for half his life.

When he saw King Yong'an for the first time, he felt that this child was reliable and safe, someone who could be entrusted to him for life.

This time when Mo Xuechen came home, he was a little bit reluctant to get out of the car.

"Is Your Highness leaving Beijing again tomorrow?"

Su Qiruo raised her head and straightened the fur collar on his cloak, and coaxed softly: "Tomorrow, I will go back to the palace to report to my orders, and then I will take people back to the barracks. However, I will go hunting in the paddock in a few days, and we will meet again soon. gone."

"Can I go too?"

Mo Xuechen's eyes lit up. In the past, his grandmother and mother accompanied the emperor. He and his father thought it was cold, so they stayed at home.

As time passed, Mo Xuechen also forgot whether the minister's family could accompany him to hunt.

"It's all right, haven't you ever accompanied your mother before?"

Third-rank ministers and family members can accompany them to the paddock, and the identity of the Mo family can bring anyone they want.

Mo Xuechen shook his head: "Father is not in good health, I have been staying at home with my father."

And Mo Xuechen himself didn't want to go, he didn't go hunting, and the paddock was cold, so he would only find those things that others found extremely interesting to be boring.

In particular, there was Su Yuanke who kept staring at him covetously, making him afraid.

But it was different now, with His Highness around, he wanted to go, even if it was just to see her more.

Thinking like this, Mo Xuechen finally looked a little happier, and got up to say goodbye to Su Qiruo.

"It's cold and the road is slippery, Your Highness, please take care."

"You too, eat more, it doesn't look good if you're too thin."

In the past few days in the Yong'an Palace, Mo Xuechen's improvement has improved a lot, but he still looks too thin.

I think the meat that was tossed before coming here has to be raised slowly to grow back.

Mo Xuechen secretly pinched the flesh on the back of his hand, it seemed that he was a little thinner.

On the way back, he was still thinking about Su Qiruo's "not good-looking", did she think he was ugly?

But in detail, he has been worried about her these days, so he can't eat or sleep well, and his complexion is indeed not as good as before, maybe it's really not good-looking.

Quickly returning to his yard, Mo Xuechen hurriedly asked Qinghe to bring a bowl of bird's nest.

He still has to make up for it, and strive to see His Highness again on the day of hunting, so that he can gain a few more pounds of meat.

Su Qiruo didn't know that a joke of hers would arouse Mo Xuechen's attention, and after she brought someone to report the matter of Jiangnan and his party to the emperor, she prepared to leave the capital.

The emperor felt sorry for his daughter, so he took the initiative to say: "It's snowing a lot these days, and the road is difficult, you might as well stay in Beijing for a little longer and wait for the snow to melt before leaving."

She was not by her side for five years, and now she moved to the military camp outside the city to eat and live with the soldiers as soon as she returned to Beijing. It was difficult for her as an emperor to see her daughter.

"There are complicated affairs in the barracks, and this period of time has been delayed. I have to finish everything before the year. After a few days, I will go hunting in the paddock and I will come back. Please take care of the mother, and the son will leave."

Su Qiruo clasped her fists at the emperor and turned to leave. Seeing her leaving back, the emperor did not regain his senses for a long time.

"Qingqing..."

It seems that the older you get, the easier it is to think of people you met when you were young.

If she hadn't been the emperor, but just an idle rich prince, maybe her Qingqing wouldn't have left her so early.

Most of the queen's illnesses were caused by the emperor. Although she was a noble daughter back then, she was often hit by open and hidden arrows.

If it wasn't for the Queen, I'm afraid she would have died long ago.

"Go and send the red coral that was sent from the South Region a few days ago to Yong'an Palace, and let Ah Ruo play with it!"

The emperor came back to his senses, and gave instructions to the people behind him.

All the palace servants in the palace lowered their heads, but they really understood the emperor's preference for the Third Highness.

The red coral is extremely precious, Huang Guijun asked the emperor several times, but the emperor pretended not to understand.

But now it was directly given to King Yong'an, and said to let King Yong'an play with it.

If this word reaches Huang Guijun's ears, I'm afraid he will really die of anger.

Sure enough, as soon as the people on Hu Linwu's side sent back the news, Hu Linwu was so angry that he dropped a set of teacups.

(End of this chapter)