"I'm not in a hurry about this matter. When he finds someone in the future, he will naturally say that it's all right to propose marriage to him at that time," Meiya said, leaning forward, frowning at Xiao An and Gu Qingtong Frowning, he said again, "He is only a ten-year-old child now, what can he know? If a marriage was arranged for him early, when he grows up, he will not look down on other girls, and he will be embarrassed to talk to her." If we open our mouths to withdraw the engagement, won't that mean we will disappoint him and that girl for the rest of our lives?"
"What Madam said is very true, and other things are fine. As parents, we should not interfere with this kind of marriage between children." Xiao An nodded, "We are all experienced people, and we know that marriage cannot be forced. Although I hope for the well-being of my children, I can't forcefully interfere."
"Actually, I see that the princess and Mr. He are a good match," Gu Qingtong said suddenly, "Mr. He always takes extra care of the princess, and the princess is willing to listen to Mr. He, just like a pair of childhood sweethearts."
"That's true." Meiya sat up straight suddenly, staring at her eyes and said, "The reason why I don't want to propose marriage to Siwen is actually the most important thing is that I don't want to marry him. We went to Siwen, but why didn't I think about leaving Siwen to be my son-in-law? Thanks to Qingtong, you reminded me!"
"I think it's better to forget it. Siwen and Tiantian are obviously brothers and sisters. In the future, they will always be brothers and sisters. If we insist on recruiting Siwen to be our son-in-law, it seems that we planned to raise Siwen as a child in the morning." Like raising a husband." Zhong Mingwei was not very enthusiastic, peeling the melon seeds slowly, and said slowly, "Besides, Siwen is much older than Tiantian, four years old!" Zhong Mingwei couldn't help it when he said this Twisted four fingers, and said to the crowd, "It's four years old! Siwen can read and read, and Tiantian is still drinking milk in the arms of a nurse. Siwen can ride and shoot, and Tiantian can just walk. Seeing Siwen is about to open his house and become king, and Tiantian is still playing with mud in the field! Tsk tsk tsk, it is said that it is a three-year-old generation ditch, I am not optimistic about Siwen and Tiantian."
"The three-year-old generation gap?" Meiya looked at Zhong Mingwei with disgust, "Then isn't there a gap between me and you?"
Zhong Mingwei couldn't hide the embarrassment on his face: "... What about the children, what are you talking about me for?"
"Hmph!" Meiya gave him a gouged look, and while sipping milk tea, she waved her hand at Gu Qingtong again, "Forget it, don't worry about it."
"Long Live God, Your Majesty, Master Chen, Commander Kong, and General Jilin and his wife have already entered the palace! We have already passed the Jingyun Gate!" A group of people were chatting about their daily affairs when they saw a palace official rushing in to report.
"Hurry up!" Everyone stood up and went out to welcome them together. Meiya was even more busy running to the small kitchen to check the preparations for the banquet. It is a rare opportunity for them to get together, so today is naturally To eat and drink to one's heart's content.
"Master! Madam!" Kong Wenjie was the first to enter Jingren Palace. As soon as he saw Zhong Mingwei and Meiya, he immediately rubbed his hands excitedly. He hurried forward, bowed and bowed, "I have seen Long Live God! I have seen you!" Empress! Respectfully invite you two, Jin An!"
"Come on, Wen Jie, get up," Zhong Mingwei leaned over to help Kong Wenjie up, looked him up and down, patted his arm with a smile, and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years, and I've become stronger and more stable. "
"Long Live Lord is ridiculously praised, but my subordinates don't dare to be it," Kong Wenjie smiled immediately, showing two rows of big white teeth, and said to Zhong Mingwei and Meiya, "Long Live Lord is still as handsome as before, and my wife is still as friendly and easy-going as before."
"Wen Jie, you missed a little bit," Meiya said with a smile, "My cooking skills have not dropped at all, and I have to try my skills later."
"Yes, thank you, Ma'am!" Kong Wenjie was so busy that he gave Meiya another deep bow. Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Kong Wenjie hurriedly turned around to meet Fang Chengyin, who came in with a child in his arms. Chen Qingxuan and Kong Wenmin followed behind, and Kong Wenjie hurried over to take the child from Fang Chengyin's arms.