The medical concubine, she drove a battleship and took the prince to enjoy the galaxy

Zhao Yuan looked at his master and asked curiously, "Master, why don't you want to go back to Beijing?"

Xia Yan looked up at him, with an imperceptible coldness in his smile: "Do you believe it? This king was plotted against in the army."

Hearing his emotionless voice and words, Zhao Yuan's eyelids twitched wildly.

So, the master is suspicious, and the person behind it...

He didn't even dare to think about what happened next.

After a little hesitation, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but said, "Master, are you thinking too much?"

"After all, you were the one who helped him sit on that...cough...he wouldn't..."

"Since you are willing to come here from Kyoto to meet me, I trust you very much."

Zhao Yuan didn't say everything, but what's the relationship between the two?He squeaked, and he could guess what the other person was thinking.

Therefore, Xia Yan believed that he understood his intentions.

But there are still some things to say first: "So you just arrived, and I asked you to help me with such an important thing."

"Master, don't worry, my whole family's life was saved by you."

Zhao Yuan immediately expressed his loyalty, "Even if I betray the whole world, I won't betray you."

"It's just that your body needs to recover after all. It's impossible to delay returning to Beijing forever due to injury."

"It's okay, when it's time for this king to go back, he can ignore his methods."

Xia Yan raised his eyes to look out of the window, the vast white snow outside reminded him of that thin and slender figure again.

What would the girl do if this happened to her?
Looking at his expression at this moment, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but relax his breathing.

For fear of disturbing his master's thinking about important matters.

At the same time, he is also worthless for his master.

But after all, he is just a doorman and has no say in the master's decision.

After hesitating for a while, he cautiously raised his inner question: "Master, what are your plans for the wife of the family and Lord Marquis?"

"Stay as it is for the time being, there is no need to make big moves."

Xia Yan withdrew her gaze and looked at the man who was the same age as her in front of her, and the corners of her lips curled slightly: "After so many years, why are you still not ready to get married?"

"Hey, it's not suitable."

Upon hearing that they were married, Zhao Yuan shuddered, "Master, please don't harm me."

Xia Yan: "Thirty percent of the ladies in Beijing want to marry you, so you don't care about any of them?"

"Eighty percent of the wealthy ladies in the capital want to marry the master, why don't you care about it?"

Facing his master's words, Zhao Yuan was not false, "Before I left the capital, I occasionally heard my wife and Lord Hou discussing a family relationship for you."

"Besides, I heard that the Eighteenth Princess has been waiting for you to propose marriage to that one, so you are not at all moved?"

"Oh, I don't want the elders to worry about my marriage."

Speaking of marriage, the slender figure reappeared in Xia Yan's mind, and the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously.

Fortunately, when he helped him win the throne back then, he asked himself to make a request, and when he succeeded in winning the throne, he would fulfill it for him.

The request he made was that his own affairs should be decided by himself.

If this is not the case, and the imperial decree is issued in the name of the royal family, should I marry myself or not?
"Master, have you met a girl you're excited about?"

Seeing her expression at this moment, Zhao Yuan leaned forward slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Is it this girl? I'm very curious..."

Xia Yan glanced at him lightly: "Are you too busy to do anything?"

"No, no, there are so many small things, I'm not idle at all."

Seeing the eyes of the master, Zhao Yuan quickly put away his gossip, "The little one is just curious, which girl is so blessed to be our mistress?"