The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 508 The business woman who was murdered for money (58)

  It is nothing more than that, if you overwhelm the courtier’s suggestion and marry Su Qinghuan, you will have a lot of trouble.

  Murong Chen has always hated trouble the most.

  Marrying Su Qinghuan as the concubine is already a big trouble, and if the backyard hangs in this life, Su Qinghuan is the only one, and there will be countless voices of opposition.

   But Murong Chen suddenly discovered that these are not important compared to losing the person he likes.

  How can someone you love be called trouble?

  Murong Chen has never tasted love before, and he also understands that if he wants to be on the throne, he cannot be alone for a lifetime, so if he marries a few concubines who will help him consolidate the throne, it is naturally the best choice.

  However, things like love are inherently unreasonable and have never been measured by profit.

  ……

  The sun above his head is still quite venomous, and there are rustling calls from unknown bugs.

   And Su Qinghuan looked at this young man who was stopping in front of her with surprisingly bright eyes, and she swallowed her throat.

  "My son, don’t joke with me. Just marry me as a concubine, I’m afraid you will face the advice of countless people."

  Even, it would come from the opposition of Murong Chen’s parents.

  -Princess Yongchang looked like a very gentle and intellectual woman, and seemed to like her very much, but Su Qinghuan understood that for people of their background, if they think their son likes them, they would like it. It is always good to raise them as a concubine.

  If she is given the seat of the concubine of a merchant's daughter, even if the merchant's daughter is still pampered and arrogant, she will not allow Murong Chen to be a concubine for the rest of her life, that would be contrary to the ancient filial piety and female precepts.

  ……

   "I always live only according to my own heart."

  Murong Chen looked up proudly.

   "You don't believe I can do this?"

   "...not unbelief...just..."

   "Since I believe it, there is no just."

  Murong Chen suddenly took Su Qinghuan's hand and placed it on his beating heart.

"I, Murong Chen, never promised at will. If you believe in me, I will tell my father, queen, mother and concubine everything when you return to the house today. Just marry me."

  "...Then...are you not afraid of your parents' objection?"

"As long as I want to, nothing can't be done. Little idiot, compared to this, I am more afraid that you don't like me. It's just my wishful thinking, and I am happy, but if you ask this, I know that you also have me in your heart. "

  Murongchen's lips twitched slightly, stretched out his hand, and flicked Su Qinghuan's forehead.

  The man’s fingertips seemed to carry an electric current. Su Qinghuan stood under the sun in a daze, and suddenly felt the self-confidence burned by Murong Chen.

  The girl's heart couldn't help but feel astringent.

  It was not Su Qinghuan’s own feeling, but from the grievance and helplessness of the original body being abandoned by Duan Feiyang, which burst out in an instant.

In the previous life, the original owner had already married Duan Feiyang in Baitang. However, when Duan Feiyang regained his memory and wanted to go to the capital to find his parents, it was because he was too humble to abandon the original owner and went to the capital alone. wife.

  And Murong Chen, the pressure he faces is more than a hundred times that of Duan Feiyang. However, those who truly love you think of you anyway, for fear that they will not give you enough.

  ……

  The fierce emotions that belonged to the original owner were overwhelmed. At this moment, it seemed that they had found a point to vent. Su Qinghuan's hands trembled, and a thin layer of mist appeared in his eyes.

   "Qinghuan, are you unhappy? Why..." Cried?

  Murongchen hurriedly shook Su Qinghuan’s hand, and then took out a silk paw with some care and wiped it off Su Qinghuan’s face.

   "It's not unhappy, but...so happy."

  Su Qinghuan solemnly bowed to Murong Chen.

  "My son, whether you can convince King Yongchang and the princess, but at the very least, I am very happy that you have this kind of intention. Qinghuan is already satisfied."

  Being kindly treated and appreciated is always the most wonderful thing in this world.

  After all, Murong Chen was just a stunned young girl who had a taste of affection. At this moment, seeing the girl's teary eyes again and solemnly speaking, his heart beat violently.

  I just felt that looking at the girl in front of him, his heart throbbed uncontrollably.

   Just because he said this, she is satisfied?

  This is too, easy to satisfy, right?

  Or does she not believe in her promise?

  ……

  "Qinghuan, don’t be afraid. The husband is hard to chase after a word. I have never confided in others. Especially the promise to you, I will do my word."

   Murong Chen had a trace of stubbornness in his eyes.

   "If you don't believe me, then I will enter the palace tonight and directly ask the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit once promised me that he is effective in controlling the water. No matter what I propose, he will promise me."

  Su Qinghuan was startled, her heart jumped suddenly as she looked at the youth's paranoid eyebrows.

  "But...you are not afraid, because you want to marry me, will it stop you from going to that seat?"

  What's more, is it really a pity to use the power of water control to change such a will?

"not afraid."

  Murong Chen shook his head, his thin lips moved, and there was an inevitable smile in his eyes.

   "It's mine, it must be mine. Even if it's not mine, it is infinitely happy to be able to live with the people who care about it."

   "But tomorrow... is the day when Feiyang got engaged with Miss Xiangfu."

   Hearing that Murong Chen was about to enter the palace tonight, Su Qinghuan felt a little inexplicable worry in her heart.

   "Shhh, don't be afraid, I must be there before then."

   Murong Chen said, fixedly looking at Su Qinghuan.

   "Qinghuan, you should have also received the post of the invitation from the Xiangfu? After all, you are now the head of the county, Zheng Erpin, you must be included in the invitation."

"Yes."

   "Then you will be waiting for me in Xiangfu."

"But……"

   "Nothing but..."

  Murongchen has always been an efficient person. As he said, he turned on his horse, and he really went straight to Miyagi.

  Su Qinghuan stared at Murong Chen's back with great worries.

  Murongchen, can he really convince the Lord?

   Tomorrow is Duan Feiyang and Ye Wan'er's wedding day, and I always feel a little upset.

  ……

  An hour later.

  In the Tai Chi Hall, the saint is sitting high on the dragon chair. Although he is already sickly, his eyes are still sharp like a sharp sword.

  "Ziyu, are you sure you want to use your credit for water control to ask for grace, just to marry the girl from the Su family? Do you know what this means?"

  Murong Chen lifted his robe and knelt on one knee, his eyes hot.

   "Your Majesty, Su's daughter is elegant and gentle, and the minister falls in love at first sight, and I beg your Majesty to complete it."

  Speaking, Murong Chen knocked his head three times.

  The emperor swept across the kneeling young man, his thin lips lifted slightly.

  "I’m really curious, how strong is your desire to marry Su’s daughter, Ziyu, I’m tired, go and kneel outside the temple. I can’t easily grant you this grace."

  (End of this chapter)