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Chapter 329 The Prime Minister Arrives

Chapter 329 The Prime Minister Arrives (72)

Bei Mingyu sighed, helped him into the chair and sat down: "Brother Huang, this is for your own good. Being with such a person is destined to have no results. When I return to Beiming, I will ask my father to give it to you personally." You pick and choose, and you will definitely find someone who is hundreds of times lighter than Gongsun Jun, who will protect you for the rest of your life."

Princess Linlang suddenly sobbed, tears flowed down her cheeks, she tugged at the skirt of the other party, her voice was intermittent: "I...don't...I don't want...to get married..."

There is still stubbornness in the eyes.

Bei Mingyu closed her eyes, also, liking someone for so many years, it is because of his refusal to get married, and the best years have passed, how can she let go so easily?

If so, it is not called liking.

What you like is that you know that he is all bad and heinous, but you are still flying moths into the flames, like the sun facing the snow, as long as there is still a little heat, you will gather all your courage to warm him...

To be honest, if it weren't for Gongsun Junqing's bad reputation, such a brave and skilled fighter would really be amazing...

"Okay, if you don't want to get married, I'll tell Father, it's not too late to get married when you want to get married." Bei Mingyu reached out to wipe away the other party's tears with affection.

Princess Linlang nodded, and lay down in the opponent's arms, sobbing louder and louder.

On Junqing's side, he was taking Dongfangli to go shopping in Laiqiu's West Market, and there was only a punch between them.

Dongfang Li still had an imperial face, keeping strangers away.

Suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a small stall not far away, his eyes moved slightly, scanned around, and finally landed on a wooden harp.

"Prime Minister, what is that?" The girl looked not far away and asked.

The man followed his gaze and saw that it was a stall selling harps, the corners of his mouth twitched: "Konghou, a musical instrument, people in Western Chu are best at singing and dancing, it is used a lot, Your Majesty likes it?"

Dongfang Li nodded his head without answering, but walked over there step by step.

Jun Qing followed closely behind.

"How much is this thing worth?" The girl picked up a palm-sized delicate konghou and played with it a few times.

When the peddler saw the visitor, he immediately smiled very enthusiastically: "Guest officer, you have a good eye. Don't look at this small konghou, it is made of high-quality sandalwood. I don't believe you heard it."

Dongfang Liyiyan put it under his nose, smelled a light fragrance, raised his eyes and glanced at Jun Qing: "Zhen... I want it."

The peddler's smile deepened, and he couldn't see his teeth: "This thing only needs ten taels, sir, look..." He looked at the two of them, which meant that he wanted money.

Jun Qing took out a piece of silver from his pocket and threw it over: "There's no need to look for it."

The peddler quickly took it, turned upside down, and beamed with joy.

Looking up again, the two had already walked away.

Dongfang Li looked back and forth several times with the konghou, and stroked the pattern on it with his fingers. A butterfly landed among the flowers, very agile.

"Prime Minister, how are you?" the girl stretched out her arm and asked.

The man looked down, a little dazed.

This scene always feels so familiar...

Gradually, the appearance of the person in front of him changed into another person, a young man who also had peach eyes.

At this moment, the young man held a harp in his hand, his eyes were like stars, and he smiled at her: Wife master, I want this.

Jun Qing's heart seems to have been pulled, a little pain...

Seeing that the man was silent for a long time, as if he was looking at others through her, Dongfang was very blocked in his heart, put away the harp, and walked straight forward.

Only then did Jun Qing come back to his senses, and hurriedly chased after her with big strides.

"Your Majesty's choice is naturally good." The man remedied.

If you listen carefully, the voice is still a little hoarse.

(End of this chapter)

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