The host wants to be human today

Chapter 568 The Young Master Is A Poor Little One 17
Meanwhile, Li Tang has arrived at the palace.

When she entered, the other party was sitting at the desk correcting the memorial.

Today's empress is very capable, decisive in dealing with things, and has a very dignified temperament.

Hearing footsteps, she didn't raise her head, she just asked.

"Why did you suddenly remember me here?"

The maid bowed respectfully and withdrew with the other maids, leaving only two people in the hall.

Li Tang groped and sat down on the chair, propped his cheeks with both hands and looked at her.

"Your Majesty disposed of the Huai family this year?"

The other party paused for a moment, as if thinking about it, and then continued to move, and piled the revised memorial aside, and there was a slight collision sound from the bamboo slips hitting.

"There is this incident. The Huai family angered the Prime Minister. I always want to explain to others."

To her, it doesn't matter whether the Huai family did it or not, she only cares about the result.

The little girl groaned, grabbed a grape and threw it into her mouth, and said slowly.

"I want to marry Huai'an, and I hope His Majesty will grant me a marriage."

The queen put down the brush in her hand and said in a deep voice.

"You want to marry him?"

She also knew that the Huai family had a son who was still alive, but the goal had already been achieved, so there was no need to worry about it.

She paused and pondered.

"If you have made up your mind, I will make an order for you."

Li Tang nodded and added.

"I'm going to be hired tomorrow, and the wedding date is set on my 20th birthday."

The queen was slightly taken aback, as if she didn't expect her to be so anxious.

It took a while to answer.

"I know."

Having received the promise, Litang nodded in satisfaction, and did not forget to take the bunch of grapes with her before leaving.

Looking at her back, the queen shook her head helplessly, and continued with the task at hand.

When the maid guarding outside the palace saw her coming out, she hurried over to support her, and when she was far away, the maid asked in a low voice.

"Your Highness, did His Majesty agree?"

"Uh-huh!"

The maid widened her eyes in surprise.

"Same, agreed?"

Today's empress values ​​interests the most. Although the royal family has never had much family affection, the empress has never been less than that. She has never visited any princes or daughters in the harem.

Even for the few imperial daughters who have reached the age of Ji, most of the marriages are decided by His Majesty, and the fourth prince even became a victim and married to another country.

Now how could he so easily agree to his Royal Highness marrying a down-and-out Mr. Huai?
The maid frowned, puzzled.

Li Tang blinked innocently.

She opened her mouth again, wanting to say something, but her Highness blocked her words with a grape.

The little girl bent her lips, stuffed another one into her mouth, and said vaguely.

"Arrange a yard for him, it's best to move in today."

The maid nodded, and asked again after swallowing the grapes.

"How about the courtyard in the south? I think Mr. Huai is more quiet."

"Well, you go there yourself."

The maid nodded in understanding, and called another person to help her into the carriage, and left in a hurry.

...

Flower House backyard.

Hearing the knock on the door, the attendant looked over his head, said something to the young man in a low voice, and walked over to open the door.

Seeing him bow his head, the maid said.

"Is Mr. Huai here?"

The attendant scratched his head, seeing her familiar.

"You are……"

"The servant girl is the personal maid of the little princess."

The attendant suddenly realized, and opened the door to let her in.

"Young master is reading a book."

She nodded in thanks and walked in with the box.

"Young Master Huai, Your Highness asked me to send you the title deed. The slave status has been canceled for you, and the yard has been tidied up. You can move out of Hualou now."

As he spoke, he pushed the wooden box in his hand over.

(End of this chapter)