After the Marquis finished speaking, both Xia Chu and Lan Yuying were dumbfounded. They waved their hands quickly, and Lan Yuying shook her head and said, "No, no..."
Xia Chu glanced at Mr. Hou: "Dad, what are you thinking about..."
The Marquis had already begun to imagine how the wedding would be held, and when he saw their reactions, he was instantly confused.
Not Bingwen
That…
Could it be His Majesty the Seventh Prince
Yes, it definitely is this time.
When Xia Chu first went back to the palace for a banquet, he asked His Highness the Seventh Prince to escort him out of the palace by name. Isn't this love at first sight
The Marquis felt something strange at first and asked him, but he still refused to admit it.
What do you think you are ashamed of? You told me that you were in love with His Majesty Seventh Prince and went directly to ask for marriage. Now that he has been appointed as the prince, you have to work hard to plan. It is great that you can marry a man as you wish, so you have to mess around.
Therefore, the Marquis sighed when he thought of this, and said rather helplessly: "In that case, my father will enter the palace tomorrow."
Xia Chu thought he had guessed who it was, so he blushed and said, "There's no need to be in such a hurry, we made an appointment to treat me and Ji Zai next year..."
However, the Marquis's face became condensed: "Recover as a daughter as soon as possible, ask the emperor for a marriage, and make him the prince to avoid more troubles."
"Huh?" Xia Chu raised his head and crouched his neck to look at the Marquis. He didn't react for a moment. After a while, he asked him: "Who is the official?"
The Marquis looked like you were still pretending, and said impatiently: "Aren't you always supporting His Highness the Seventh? Who else could you be?"
Xia Chu suddenly felt a pain in his forehead. His father, it was really...
When the Marquis saw him lowering his head and sighing, he couldn't help but look at Lan Yuying and asked, "What's wrong?"
Lan Yuying couldn't bear to hear him continue to guess like this, so she told the Marquis bluntly: "It's His Highness King Mo."
"Ah?" This time it was the Marquis's turn to be stunned and opened his mouth, dumbfounded and unable to react.
It's really no wonder that Mr. Hou's mind can't move. Among these people, Xiao Mubai is the least likely one and has the least personal relationship. Before Xia Chu left Beijing, the two of them had nothing to do with each other.
General Zhao never mentioned to the Marquis the fact that Xia Chu changed his name to Yi Dao and burned all the soldiers who died on the battlefield with fire.
Therefore, the Marquis naturally did not know that the reason for Xia Chu's so-called delay outside was that he was in the same place with Xiao Mubai.
"How could it be him?" Mr. Hou murmured to himself.
"Dad, don't you like Mubai?" Xia Chu looked at the first two people. He looked positive, but when it came to Xiao Mubai, he was so frowning.
"It's not that I don't like him, it's just that His Highness Prince Mo is a little aloof, and he doesn't seem to be someone who loves others. Besides, he's been stationed at the border all year round to fight. You..." Mr. Hou was speechless.
Only then did he realize that on the day he and Huo Tianxiu took General Zhao back to the capital, while waiting in the front hall, Huo Tianxiu cursed at him, "Fuck your mother, you are not marrying your daughter, so of course I don't feel bad." The mood when saying this.
The Marquis raised his head to look at Xia Chu and persuaded him: "Dad, I think Bingwen and His Highness Seventh Prince are both good. How about you take the exam..."
"Dad..." Before Mr. Hou could finish his words, Xia Chu took his hand and looked up at him and asked, "My grandpa didn't want my mother to marry you back then. Did she ever hesitate?"
…
The Marquis was knocked back by his words and was speechless. After a moment, he took out his hands from his clasped hands and said helplessly: "It doesn't matter, after all, you are the one you want to spend your life with, as a father." Not forcing you."
Xia Chu showed a happy smile, lowered her head on Master Hou's lap, and wrapped her hands around his legs: "I know dad loves me the most."
The Marquis sneered: "Does he know that you are a woman?"
Xia Chu rubbed her face against his knee and said, "Hmm."
"Didn't he say that he wanted you to regain your daughter's body and ask the emperor to appoint him as the prince?" The Marquis asked with a frown. The emperor did not deliberately hide this decree back then, and there were not a few people who knew about it.
"Dad, we all intend to support Zi Mu's accession to the throne together." Xia Chu knew what the Marquis was worried about, and raised his head to face him coquettishly.
"Is he willing?" Mr. Hou said with obvious doubts on his face.
"He said that in this world, the green mountains are scorching, the stars are dim, the autumn rain is pouring, and the evening breeze is slow, but it can't reach the stars between my eyebrows, so what if the world is tilted." After Xia Chu finished speaking, two more stars appeared on his face. Hongxia.
"Love talk is very smooth, and you remember it very clearly." The Marquis teased.
Xia Chu looked stunned, turned away and stopped talking.
Seeing that he was really angry, the Marquis sat over and coaxed him: "You said you can either find a white person like Xiang Bingwen and walk away happily, or you can find someone as straightforward as His Highness Seventh Prince. To restore my daughter’s status and make him his heir, but I chose a prince, it’s really quite tricky right now.”
Xia Chu saw that although he was trying to seduce Xiao Mubai, he finally recognized Xiao Mubai, so he stopped being petty and smiled and said, "Let's talk about next year."
Lan Yuying was watching the two of them joking happily, but suddenly she saw the two of them looking at her at the same time, and instinctively moved to the side: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Xia Chu said with a smile: "Of course we have to solve my Lanlan's lifelong issues first."
Lan Yuying's face turned red: "What nonsense are you talking about in front of the Marquis?"
However, Mr. Hou felt the same way: "During dinner, General Zhao and Mr. Xu were about to get into a fight."
Lan Yuying's face turned redder and redder, but Xia Chu continued to say to the Marquis: "I think it would be better for your father to accept Meng An as your adopted daughter and marry her from the Marquis's house. In this way, the two families can be considered well-matched. In the future, the Xu family will not dare to bully Meng An."
The Marquis thought carefully before speaking: "This is a good idea, but we have to wait until your grandfather returns to Hanyang, otherwise he will not only skin Xu Wanjun, but your father and I will not be spared either."
Lan Yuying covered her face with her hands in embarrassment and stared blankly: "Where have you two, father and daughter, been talking about this!"
Mr. Hou's face turned serious: "When a man is married, a woman is married. There is nothing to be ashamed of."
Xia Chu nodded frequently in support: "That's right, Meng An, you have to listen carefully to what the elders say."
The Marquis glanced at him: "Have you ever heard of a father?"
Xia Chu smiled flatteringly and said, "No, isn't this talking about Meng'an's important events?"
The Marquis coughed lightly and spoke hesitantly: "By the way, Xu Wenlan came to my house to visit me in the spring. At that time, I thought he was a good-looking boy, and he was trained and raised by Master Xu. I just heard afterwards that he seems to have a lot of beauty in this capital."
Xia Chu quickly interrupted him: "You don't know this. Ever since meeting Meng An, Xu Wenlan has long since turned back. I heard Mu Bai say that the first time he saw Meng An, he even named the child. It’s all thought out.”
(End of chapter)