pungent peasant girl

Chapter 330 Hitting My Umbrella
"At the beginning, I was also very confused. But my mother told me that time and company can make her forget those things. As a man, I should be more broad-minded. Otherwise, I will be sad if I lose it. So, Princess, if Sister Ling is willing to marry, I will definitely marry."

After listening to Meng Qianyan, his heart felt at ease.

She swallowed her saliva and said sincerely, "Thank you, Master Chen."

"Then I've finished what I want to say, and I have to go back to work."

"Okay, then I won't bother Mr. Chen anymore."

Chen Jingshi stepped into the Ministry of War with his broad and tall back.

Meng Qianyan drank his tea slowly.

Perhaps, Chen Jingshi was right.

Time and companionship can make Sister forget about another person.

Back to Luo's new house.

Meng Qianyan forwarded Chen Jingshi's words to Luo Ziting.

Luo Ziting was silent for a long time after hearing this.

"Everything is in your own hands, sister, I will support you no matter what you do."

"Qianyan, lucky to have you."

"Who made me your sister-in-law?" Meng Qianyan smiled.

"I'll think about it."

"Well, then I'll wait for your result."

It will take time to wait for the outcome between Luo Ziting and Chen Jingshi.

Meng Qianyan didn't bother to urge anything.

She obediently stayed in the consort's mansion.

Because Ziyan and Mo Yun were still investigating the ink inkstone.

She didn't know what would happen next.

this day.

Night is approaching, and the meals are already on the table.

But Luo Ziyan never came back.

Meng Qianyan waited quietly at first, but later he felt uneasy, so he put on some clothes and went outside the gate to wait.

After waiting for half an hour, they finally arrived at Luo Ziyan's carriage.

"Ziyan, why did you come back at this time, two hours later than usual." Meng Qianyan followed.

Luo Ziyan got out of the carriage, with a trace of exhaustion on his face, "Oh!"

"What's the matter? Why are you sighing?"

"Something happened today."

"what's up?"

"Come on, let's go in and talk."

Back in the room, Luo Ziyan took off his red guard robe, Meng Qianyan sized him up, and he seemed to be fine.

"It's not my business."

"That is--"

"It's the emperor."

"Father." Meng Qianyan frowned, "What's wrong with Father?"

"He fainted, in the Palace of Qinzheng."

Hearing the sound, Meng Qianyan became anxious, "What about now?"

"It's all right now, and I've woken up. The imperial doctor said that it was a rush, so I didn't hold on all of a sudden."

"Why are you so anxious?"

"Because there was a flood in the south. You know, right? It rained a few days ago, and it was just a light rain here, but there was a heavy rain in the south. After the heavy rain, the river swelled, burst through the embankment, and flooded many villages. The flood happened so suddenly, and when the memorial came to the emperor, the emperor fainted as soon as he was anxious. The imperial doctor said that the emperor's foundation is also weak, so he needs to rest well."

"Such a thing happened."

"Don't worry, the emperor has already woken up. The flood in the south has also sent Minister Gu Ming to fight the disaster. The disaster should be alleviated soon."

"Then I will go to the palace tomorrow to have a look."

"Okay, I'll take you there tomorrow morning."

Early in the morning, Meng Qianyan and Luo Ziyan went to the palace.

Because the emperor was recuperating in Chengqian Palace, he did not go to court today, let alone deal with government affairs.

"Your Majesty, Princess Yihuan is asking to see you outside."

The emperor was lying on the bed, closing his eyes and meditating, and next to his ears was the voice of the boss.

The emperor twitched the corners of his lips, "Let her in."

As he spoke, he opened his eyes, sat up slowly, and leaned against the head of the bed.

"Father, father."

Meng Qianyan walked in, "I will see my father."

"Oh, get up."

Meng Qianyan stood up, "Father, how are you doing?"

She looked at the emperor, leaning against the head of the bed with a pale face, and couldn't bear it in her heart. Why did this kind old man fall ill again?
A few days ago, didn't we play slingshot together.

Thinking of this, her eye sockets turned red.

When she was sad, the emperor also panicked, "Yo yo, my peach blossom, what's wrong with you? Why are you still crying? Could it be that the son-in-law treats you badly."

The emperor's joke made Meng Qianyan laugh and cry, "Father, you fainted, and you still teased me."

"Hehe, I'm getting older, and I accidentally passed out, it's normal, don't take it too seriously."

"Why can't my son take it to heart, I heard about it yesterday, and I came here today."

"Hehe, you, alas, I don't even know what to say about you. What are you worried about? There are so many people in the palace. Look, isn't the prince here?"

"Ok?"

Meng Qianyan turned around.

Just now, behind him, Prince Mo Ling was sitting there in a plain robe.

She hurriedly said: "See the prince."

"Sister, get up, don't be too polite."

"I didn't see it just now."

"It doesn't matter, you are also eager for the body of the father."

"Is the father feeling better today?"

Mo Ling nodded, "I'm better, I was even more haggard yesterday than today."

"Hey, Ling'er, don't scare your sister." The emperor hurriedly stopped.

Mo Ling smiled, his eyes became crescent moons, "I will stop talking."

"Peach Blossom, what have you been up to lately?" The emperor changed the subject and talked about something else.

Meng Qianyan said truthfully: "Busy about my sister's marriage."

"You, you can get your hands on anything."

"Hee hee, that's really the case. Erchen is still thinking about when to arrange a marriage for Brother Seventeen."

"Okay, you go and make arrangements, and I'll take a look after the arrangements are made. If I look good, I'll give him an order to marry him."

"Father, are you serious?"

"You have no jokes."

Meng Qianyan was overjoyed, "The minister there is really going to do it."

"Well, Seventeen should be married too." The emperor thought thoughtfully, "Among their brothers, he is the only one who is not married."

Meng Qianyan nodded, it seems that she really cares about it.

That guy Mo Yun doesn't even want a woman.

"Cough. Cough cough."

"Father, how are you doing?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired."

"Then have you taken your medicine?"

"Eat early."

"Otherwise, father, you should rest first, and I will come to see you tomorrow."

The emperor was also weak, he nodded, "Okay, you go back first, and Ling'er don't stay by my side anymore, the weather is unpredictable recently, you should also pay attention to your body."

"Yes, Erchen keep in mind."

Mo Ling got up and bowed deeply to the emperor.

Then, she went out with Meng Qianyan.

Outside, there was another drop of rain, flying coolly on his face.

Meng Qianyan couldn't help shivering.

"You are wearing too thin." Mo Ling said.

"Oh, I didn't expect it to rain."

"Have you brought an umbrella?"

"I didn't bring it."

"Then grab my umbrella." Mo Ling took an oil-paper umbrella from his attendant, and handed it to Meng Qianyan.

(End of this chapter)