Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 50 What?Ask to marry?

Qingyange sat back in her carriage in a despondent manner.

Gongsun Ye leaned forward curiously, "Princess, didn't you go to repay your favor? Why did you come back again? And why is your face so red? Do you have a fever, princess?"

For a moment, Qingyange looked like a cat whose fur had exploded, "You're the one who got mad."

Gongsun Ye: "..."

Inside the Nine Que carriage.

"Master, didn't the princess think badly about you just now?" Cen Bin asked nervously after getting into the carriage, his eyes looked up and down at Jiu Que.

Jiu Que lowered his eyes and was wearing a belt around his waist. His eyes were stained with a smile, and the corners of his mouth were curved.

There was a trace of doubt between Cen Bin's brows, "But master, why are your clothes so messy? Could it be—"

"Ahem, the wind was strong just now, and I was accidentally blown away by the wind." Jiu Que interrupted, and a look of unnaturalness flashed across his eyes.

???

windy?

blow off?

Cen Bin's gaze scanned the entire carriage, the curtains of this carriage did not move at all, why did Feng Dayi say that?
Besides, no matter how strong the wind is, how could it blow away your robe, master? ! !
Jiu Que ignored Cen Bin's suspicious gaze, fastened his belt, picked up the book and read it again, pretending to be casual and said: "By the way, after you return to Beijing, quickly ask Nangong Yunzheng to draw up a copy for me." Memorial."

"Okay, what's the content?" Cen Bin responded.

Under normal circumstances, the adults who participate in politics will occasionally draw up some notes for their masters when they have a lot of things to do, and Cen Bin is naturally used to it.

"I want to marry Qing Yan Ge." Jiu Que's thin lips were slightly lifted, and the eyes were full of glazed light, as coquettish as poppies in the last days.

Cen Bin's pupils dilated, and the loud voice pierced the sky, causing a burst of birds to fly.

"What?!! Who do you want to marry?!!"

……

"What did you say? Who does Jiu Que want to marry?!" Qing Yange spat out the peaches in her mouth, and stood up from the soft bed with a shocked expression.

Gongsun Ye's face was full of grief, he clutched his chest and said anxiously: "The regent handed over a memorial this morning, telling the emperor that he wants to marry you! Ouch, my heart hurts so much, this Jiuque is really not It’s nothing more than a thing that snatched my top position in the list of beautiful men in Beijing, but now it’s even trying to snatch my wife!!”

Qingyange blinked her eyes.

It has been three days since they returned to Beijing. During these three days, she has lived a prosperous life and made a lot of money.

Why is it that after a few days of comfort, Jiu Que made these moths again?
"Princess, you have to veto it vigorously, otherwise I will be snatched the title of the most beautiful man in the Princess Mansion. Wow, if those beauties in my courtyard fall in love with that bastard Jiu Que, how will I deal with myself! "Gongsun Ye begged bitterly.

Qing Yange narrowed her eyes slightly, waved her big hand, and called out loudly: "Qing Yuan, prepare your horse to leave the palace!"

She should take a good look at what kind of medicine is sold in the Jiuque gourd.

Regent House.

Inside the courtyard.

There are clusters of flowers and fragrant flowers, the waterfall flies down three thousand feet like the Milky Way falling nine days, and the sound of pattering is as melodious as playing a piano.

Jiuque and Nangong Yunzheng were sitting in the pavilion next to the waterfall and playing chess.

Nangong Yunzheng held the white chess, thought for a long time before dropping it.

He took a sip of tea, and then said: "It's unexpected that you captured the thief first and captured the king first. Now that the handout of marrying Qing Yange was handed over, it aroused fierce debate in the court. I'm afraid your road to marriage will be difficult to go to the blue sky."

Jiu Que's eyes were like lacquer, and the black chess piece was pinched with his bony fingers, and it fell leisurely, with his thin lips slightly lifted, "I never thought of capturing the king first before capturing the thief."

Nangong Yunzheng was surprised: "Could it be that you really want to marry Qing Yange?"

Jiu Que nodded slightly, not denying it.

"When did the two of you reach the stage of talking about marriage? Who was the first to move?" Nangong Yunzheng asked as if he had seen a ghost.

If Jiuque married Qingyange to control her, and then gave birth to a son through the royal blood of Qingyange, when the time comes to overthrow the current young emperor and replace her with his own child, then the entire Tiancang will be completely in control in his hands.

If so, Nangong Yunzheng felt that it was reasonable for Jiuque to propose marriage.

After all, for Jiu Que, everything can give way in the face of power, including marriage.

But now Jiu Que actually told him that he really wanted to marry Qing Yange!

Is this him crazy or Jiu Que crazy? !

Jiuque listened to Nangong Yunzheng's question, he slightly raised his hand, a smile flashed across his eyes, "Naturally she was the first to move her heart, she loves me so much that she wants to make a promise with her body."

Taking the initiative to tease and act like a baby again and again, throwing everything away to look for him at the only one-time wedding banquet in life, even thinking of dedicating himself on the way back to Beijing, even if he is a elm-headed man, he should understand the meaning of Qingyange ?
What's more, he felt that it would be nice to have a little thing like Qingyange by his side, which added a bit of fun.

Nangong Yunzheng suspected that he had heard it wrong. He picked out his ears and asked in disbelief: "Are you sure she loves you like a fool?"

Jiu Que smiled but did not answer.

If he told what Qingyange had done for him, it would probably ruin her reputation.

"Do you want to stroke it again?" Nangong Yunzheng reminded kindly.

Jiu Que dropped another son, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew wider, "You lost."

Nangong Yunzheng lowered his eyes, and saw that all the games were lost, he immediately said unhappily: "No, no, I lost my mind just now because your news was so explosive, let's play another game, another game! "

"Even if we play another ten games, the ending will still be the same." Jiu Que raised his eyebrows and refused politely.

"Nine Towers!!"

Nangong Yunzheng was crying and wanted to continue to struggle for a while, when he heard a tender cry not far away.

He immediately took out the melon seeds from his bosom, stood up and huddled in a corner of the gazebo, leaning against the stone pillar, nibbling the melon seeds and waiting for the good show to start.

When Jiu Que heard that familiar voice, his joyful mood intensified a little, as if he was looking at Qingyange with his eyes opened like black lotus flowers.

Qingyan rushed in front of Jiu Que in full swing, with her hands on her waist, she leaned over to look at Jiu Que who was sitting on the stone bench, and said in a bad tone: "I heard that you handed over the booklet this morning and said you would Marry me?"

"Hmm." Jiu Que didn't deny it.

"Do you know what our relationship is?" Qing Yange drew a line in front of herself and Jiu Que with her hands, reminding him that they belonged to different camps.

However, Jiu Que gave Qing Yange a soothing look, "Don't worry, although there are many opposition voices from the court at the moment, this matter will definitely be accomplished within three days."

Qingyange took a deep breath.

Hearing what Jiu Que meant, do you think she came to him because she was afraid of opposition from the officials? !

This person usually looks at all the tricks and calculations, so why did he do something stupid now? !

Qing Yange gritted her teeth, and said with a single brain: "I don't want to marry you, why are you asking me to marry me? Have you ever asked my opinion?!"

After the Qingyan song finished, the entire gazebo was surprisingly quiet, even a pine needle could be heard clearly.

Jiu Que's magnetic voice resounded, a bit playful and a bit cold, "Say it again."

(End of this chapter)