Mistakenly provoked a black-bellied junior brother

Chapter 636 Do You Really Want To Marry Her?

Hey...is it really so obvious...

Hua Weiluo looked at herself in the mirror with some depression, and after a while, sighed faintly.

It seems that it has been less than half a year since I came to this world to know Zhishan. Could all this development be too fast? ?
When she went out from the house again, she found that only Zhizhen and Zhimei were sitting on the round table outside the yard. Xiaobai squatted at their feet and dozed off, her furry head was shaking little by little. .

"Hey, where's Junior Brother Zhishan?" Hua Weiluo looked towards Zhizhen and Zhimei with eyes full of doubts.

"Someone came from the palace just now, saying that the emperor hastily announced that the eleventh prince will enter the palace." Sitting at the round table, Zhimei felt that she still hadn't been able to react until now. Why did his second senior brother, who had been with him day and night for many years, suddenly, He has become the eleventh prince of today's Ziyun Kingdom... This... The gap between before and after is too big, right? ?

"Elder Sister." Zhi Zhen asked Hua Weiluo in a deep voice, "Elder Sister was bestowed by the emperor to marry Second Junior Brother?"

"Uh... yes." Hua Weiluo looked at them with some embarrassment, and then remembered that they went to Qingxin Temple a few days ago, and they were not in the capital, so they probably didn't know the news.

"Congratulations, big sister." Zhizhen cupped her fists and said respectfully to Hua Weiluo.

"Uh... this..." Hua Weiluo didn't know how to answer him for a moment, and after a long while, he squeezed out the words "same happiness, same happiness".

Zhimei laughed all of a sudden, and joked: "This is a happy event for the senior sister and the second senior brother. Where did we get to be together?"

"If you want to rejoice together, you might as well make a pair with Junior Brother Zhizhen." Hua Weiluo gave Zhimei an angry look, turned around and ignored him.

Zhimei froze for an instant.

In the palace, the Imperial Study Room.

Zhishan stood in front of the dragon-shaped desk carved out of golden nanmu in a white Taoist robe, looked at the person sitting behind the desk, and asked in a calm tone: "The emperor urgently announced me to enter the palace, but is there something wrong?"

"Not really." The emperor sighed, raised his head to look at him, knocked on the table with one hand and said: "The hidden weapon of the elder of the Tang clan has been stolen, you should have got the news."

"Yeah." Zhishan nodded.

"Now, they have collected five of the eight treasure maps." The emperor propped his forehead helplessly, looking at the long Zhishan standing below, a little lost in thought.

More than 20 years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the youthful and youthful person like me is still young now, but I am already at an old age. These days, there are more and more white hairs on his temples. You can feel the passage of time through the mirror.

"There are still three cards left, and they are about to collect them all, but according to their progress, it should be soon." Zhishan pondered for a moment, and then answered him in a positive tone.

"Of course, do you really want to marry Miss Hua from the Huawang Mansion??" The emperor suddenly changed the subject and asked Zhishan.

Zhishan raised his head slightly, looked at the person sitting in the upper seat with a pair of dark and deep eyes, was silent for a moment, then nodded and said: "Really."

"Then have you ever thought that one day, she will gradually age like me, but you still maintain a young appearance?" The emperor asked in a low and slow voice.

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good night
(End of this chapter)