Chapter 17 The Lame King Yan (14)
Jiang Xianyun's voice is soft and pleasant, but it sounds a bit too Situ Mingtang felt that this girl was so can also twist up to the waist.
This…
Chen Er, who was standing aside, turned around silently when he saw this scene.
This is not something he can see...
My lord, you are not strong-willed. You promised to break off your engagement with Miss Jiang, but now you have embraced her.
At this moment, Situ Mingtang sat stiffly in the wheelchair, looking down at the little girl lying in his arms.
He looked away with a hot face, lifted his hand from her waist, and placed it casually on her side.
Jiang Xianyun raised his eyes slightly and looked at his turned away Yan is worthy of being the son of luck in this world, and his appearance is really good-looking.
However, Jiang Xianyun did not forget his main mission in this world is to give birth to a child of destiny and continue the destiny of this world.
Of course it wasn't twisted to the waist or anything like that, so at this moment, it was intentional, just to tease him.
In the past, the reason why the host tasks bound to the system failed was ultimately because the Son of Destiny didn't like just let the son of luck fall in love with her.
This feeling can be achieved if you tease it a little more.
Take it when you see it.
"Your Majesty, I'm fine."
Jiang Xianyun stretched out his hand and rubbed his waist.
Situ Mingtang said expressionlessly: "...Get up."
"Oh, yes..." Jiang Xianyun responded and nervously stood up from his arms. "...I am the daughter of a common people who has offended the prince."
Situ Mingtang said calmly: "It doesn't matter.
Continue with the previous topic.
"I didn't know that I was engaged to you before, but now I know. There must always be an arrangement for this matter."
Jiang Xianyun looked at him quietly.
His eyes were clear, and he seemed to have guessed his , I couldn't help but ask tentatively. "Your Majesty, do you want to break off the engagement?"
"Ah."
Situ Mingtang nodded slightly.
Jiang Xianyun was quiet for a moment, nodded slightly, and whispered: "Okay, okay."
"I listen to the prince..." Jiang Xianyun smiled and said softly: "Then, let's cancel the engagement. It's okay. In fact, there is no need for the prince to come personally for this matter. The daughter of the people is willing to terminate the engagement with the prince. …”
Having said this, Jiang Xianyun paused for a moment and continued: "Not many people know about my engagement with the prince. The daughter of the common people will leave for Beijing after a while, and no one will know that the prince once had a relationship with a peasant family. The girl is engaged..."
Obviously, she looks delicate and frail, but her words are also gentle and gentle.
However, he always felt very uncomfortable and a little heartbroken when he heard it.
Could it be that this is the gentle knife mentioned in the book, the knife is deadly?This was the first time he experienced this different emotion.
Looking up at her, Situ Mingtang looked serious and talked to her seriously with a cold face. "Jiang Xianyun, I am 33 this year and have passed the age of marrying a wife. And you are old enough to be my daughter. This marriage is not appropriate."
The little flower flying above his head waved its little leaves, and a certain expression appeared on the flower's face. [It’s not impossible, there is a kind of literature called adoptive father literature. If you keep it, you can keep it, hehe...]
Jiang Xianyun:...
Adoptive father literature, this system is not serious!
Oh, so, Prince, you still want to be my father! Of course Jiang Xianyun knew what he was thinking, but she misinterpreted his meaning deliberately and , Jiang Xianyun looked at him quietly and didn't say anything. He just looked at him with a tangled look on his face, hesitant to speak.
After a while, he asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, you want to be my father..."
You want to be my father...
These words kept echoing in my ears and in my dignified King Yan has never seen anything in the world, but at this moment, cracks appeared on his calm can imagine how impactful this sentence is.
Don't wait for him to speak.
Jiang Xianyun looked embarrassed again and hesitantly said: "Your Majesty, this is not good, my fiancée has become a father..." At this point, Jiang Xianyun backed away with an embarrassed look on his face. "Just, no need..."
Seeing King Yan's petrified cold face, Jiang Xianyun couldn't help but laugh in his , give you a cold face.
Sure enough, facial paralysis is a disease and can be cured. No matter how indifferent people are, they still have slowly and subtly made him accustomed to her existence, so that from now on, it would only be a matter of time to complete the task.
Situ Mingtang had a dark face.
"What nonsense?"
He grabbed her wrist and his voice was low and cold. "When did I say that I want you to be my daughter? I meant that you can be my daughter at your age..."
…Why do I feel like the more I explain, the more problems there are.
There has never been anything that can make him have unnecessary mood swings, but now in a short period of time, Situ Mingtang felt that his mood was going up and he need it? Drink some tea to cool down the fire.
Jiang Xianyun nodded slightly, blushed, and looked up at him shyly. "My lord, don't be angry. I understand. Folk girls may be a little stupid. Just now I thought my lord wanted to be my father, and I was shocked."
Situ Mingtang: "..."
So, it was still his fault.
She felt his grip on her wrist.
Jiang Xianyun tried to move his hands lightly.
"My lord...please be gentle..."
Situ Mingtang was stunned and let go of his hand.
The atmosphere was a little subtle for a while.
Not far away, footsteps sounded.
At this moment, the tall lady Wang, the proprietress of the restaurant, walked over and bowed respectfully to King Yan.
"Your Majesty, the food has already been served. Please, Your Majesty, please move to the private room on the second floor to dine..."
Situ Mingtang raised his hand to signal.
Chen Er stepped forward, pushed the wheelchair, and did not forget to call Jiang Xianyun who was standing aside.
"Miss Jiang, let's go."
Jiang Xianyun looked at King Yan.
"Your Majesty, I will follow too..."
"Have a meal first, and then go back to the palace with me. You will stay in my palace for the time being. When the time comes, I will have someone take you home." After the engagement was terminated, he would have someone take her home...
send her home?
King Yan may not know it yet, but there is a saying that it is easier to invite gods than to send them , if she goes, she doesn't plan to leave.
However, duplicity is still necessary.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xianyun lowered his head slightly and then refused. "No, the girl can go back by herself, so I won't bother the prince."
"Follow up..."
King Yan gave the order directly.
a little girl.
He couldn't cure her yet.
"okay…"
Jiang Xianyun glanced at him and followed obediently, looking like he was influenced by his majesty.
The second floor of the restaurant…
The window is open at this time.
Outside, the sun shines in through the large open window, and it is very this time, a variety of delicious dishes were placed on the table, including the store's signature big pot chicken.
In the room, Jiang Xianyun sat opposite King Yan at the window seat. King Yan sat across from her, and the two of them ate quietly, each eating his own food, just like strangers sharing a table.
(End of this chapter)