Forced to become the uncle's apex

Chapter 131 Asking the Emperor for a Marriage

Seeing this, the old lady couldn't suppress the anger in her heart: "You two, what do you want to do!"

She didn't know about Qin Yihuan's dance practice at home, let alone the arrangement of the two sisters today.

But now it seems that the purpose is obvious, either the emperor or these nobles.

For the daughter of the Qin family to dance on such an important occasion, it must be more than just performing a dance.

Qin Zhen was expressionless and didn't look at her, but quietly looked at the person on the drum.

"After all, we are all a family. Sister Huan wants to live a life of superiority, so the older sister must help her."

In fact, from the day Jia Liangcai died, Qin Yihuan had been interested in things like power.

Although her Gu worms can control her for a while, if they don't have this kind of thought, they won't agree to her easily.

Seeing that the music was coming to an end, the drumheads were lined up to the bottom of the dragon chair.

As the last sound stopped, Qin Yihuan slowly crawled on the drum, very petite and lovely.

In the next second, countless flower petals came from nowhere, and a strange fragrance hit.

Many people couldn't help taking a deep breath, their eyes a little fascinated.

The same was true for the emperor on the dragon chair, as if something was burning in his heart, his eyes were fixed on her for a long time and he could not move.

"Your Majesty, I will take my leave after the dance is over." Qin Yihuan said, kowtowed on it, and was about to get up.

The emperor suddenly shouted: "Wait!"

After saying that, he stepped down from the dragon chair abruptly.

Qin Yihuan proudly felt that gaze, but still knelt without looking up.

But the emperor came to the big drum, looked at her with dazed eyes, and murmured: "It's nothing more than a fairy going down to earth."

The smile in Qin Yihuan's eyes grew even wider, but he quickly said modestly: "The emperor's praise."

"I'm not admiring, your dance is the most beautiful dance I've ever seen, with the softest figure..." After finishing speaking, he took a deep breath and reached out to her: "This fragrance comes from your body." Distributed, right?"

Only then did Qin Yihuan slowly raise her head, and smiled shyly: "Returning to the emperor, some days ago, for some reason, a strange fragrance burst out from my minister's body, even with flower petals, it couldn't cover up the smell. For this reason, my minister is very upset."

As he spoke, he glanced at the people present, then looked at the emperor's outstretched hand and shook his head: "The emperor is so unreasonable."

But right now, there is no room for other people in the emperor's eyes, and he immediately smiled and said: "Be obedient, I will take you down."

"But... the maid's dancing shoes fell off just now when she was dancing." Qin Yihuan looked embarrassed, and put away her little feet that were only wearing socks under the dress.

The emperor's eyes darkened slightly, and he smiled again: "How difficult is this, I will carry you there."

After speaking, open your arms.

Seeing this, Qin Huaisheng finally couldn't sit still: "Your Majesty!"

Seeing that the emperor suddenly became interested, although he didn't know why this happened, he would never allow today's affairs to be interrupted.

However, the emperor didn't seem to hear it, and Qin Yihuan didn't say any more, she opened her hands and fell gently into his arms.

A stronger strange fragrance hit, and the emperor sniffed it intoxicated.

Seeing this, the corner of Qin Zhen's mouth curled up into a sarcasm smile, she looked at Qin Sang, the smile on the latter's face could hardly hold back.

She looked at Eunuch Feng who was not far away from the emperor. The latter kept smiling, but just as the emperor was carrying Qin Yihuan back to the dragon chair, he reached out to support him, which happened to rest on the emperor's wrist.

Presumably, he knew some medical skills, and took this opportunity to find out if there was any abnormality in the emperor's body, but...

Qin Zhen squinted her eyes. If he could find out, it would be a waste of all her efforts to lay the groundwork.

Right now, the emperor's whole heart is on Qin Yihuan, and beside him, Qin Huaisheng becomes more and more anxious.

Suddenly, Si Wuji got up and walked towards her.

With a thought in Qin Zhen's mind, the two looked at each other with a tacit understanding.

found it!
The little worms she released have found their mother's smell!

But it seems that there seems to be something in that place, and I can't get in at all.

Qin Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, since he could smell it, he could find it.

The two walked towards the side hall calmly, but when they were halfway there, Mo Li, who had been paying attention to her, stood up.

"Your Majesty, I want to marry Miss Qin!"

In a word, it seems to stir up thousands of waves.

Countless eyes looked at him, and at Qin Zhen who was about to leave.

Qin Zhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at him suddenly.

As for Si Wuji beside him, his eyes darkened, the aura around him was suddenly extremely cold, and his deep pupils locked tightly on him.

However, Mo Li knelt down on the ground and remained motionless, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Qin Zhen gradually closed his fingers and took a deep breath.

So all night, they just sang this play?
Ah……

Really fresh.

She looked at Mo Li with cold eyes.

At least she knew what the emperor was planning with Qin Huaisheng, but what about him, what was he for?
From the very beginning, wasn't it to rehabilitate the family?

Hearing this, the emperor just woke up like a dream, and looked at him with a smile: "Oh? You want a marriage from me?"

Mo Li's eyes were light, his voice was cold, facing so many gazes, he still nodded: "Yes."

"Hahaha, I know that you and Princess Dongxin are childhood sweethearts, but after all, marriage is an important matter, and the matchmaker's words, this matter, you have to ask Yongxinhou."

As he said that, he looked at Qin Huaisheng with a gentle expression: "What do you think, Lord Hou?"

Qin Huaisheng nodded in satisfaction: "Young Master Mo is outstanding in talent, he is also the number one scholar in the new discipline handpicked by the emperor, and now he has been promoted to a noble scholar. Naturally, the veteran is satisfied."

"In this way, I can rest assured that the end of next month is an auspicious day, why not get married on that day."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"The old minister thanked the emperor."

In a short period of time, the three of them had finalized the matter, and the other officials and female relatives didn't even have time to react, but after recovering, they all began to congratulate.

"Congratulations to Marquis Yongxin."

"Congratulations to Lord Mo, it is a great fortune to be granted a marriage by the emperor."

All of a sudden, many people went up to greet them and raised their wine glasses. Although they didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the emperor's gourd, the matter must have been finalized long ago, and they only needed to add icing on the cake.

Qin Zhen's hands and feet were cold for a while, and he didn't know whether it was because of extreme anger or because of Mo Li's attitude.

At this time, a pair of warm hands held her, and Si Wuji stood beside her.

Yan Dai ran over in a hurry, looked back at Qin Huaisheng and the others who were surrounded by people, couldn't help frowning and asked: "What's going on, okay, why did the emperor give the marriage? And..."

As he spoke, he looked at his two hands.

All along, they have been very close on many occasions. In everyone's eyes, Qin Zhen and Si Wuji are a couple. Although there was an oolong about retiring the engagement before, the meaning is obvious.

(End of this chapter)