Rebirth of a Fierce Husband and Fierce Wife: The Poisonous Girl Defends the Heavens

Chapter 751 Make a Marriage Agreement (2)

The two of them were having a good time fighting each other, but they forgot about the emperor.

The emperor frowned slightly, but soon let go, coughed, and asked calmly, "Do you want to be Wuyou? Or Jian Qingxue?"

A man's heart is complex and ever-changing, and an emperor's heart is even more unpredictable. Qingxue guessed his thoughts lazily and spoke directly.

"Your Majesty, if you have something to say, just say it. Don't beat around the bush. I'm a little tired and want to go back and rest early."[

The emperor, who was an expert in kung fu training, had a stiff expression on his face, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

He is now high up in the sky, admired by thousands of people, and can do anything to call the wind and rain. As long as he hums, all living beings will kneel at his feet.

There was only one Tang Jingtian who ignored him, listened or not, and refused to follow his arrangements.

Now here comes another Jian Qingxue, who is proud and arrogant, simple and clear, and extremely smart, so don't take him seriously.

Naturally, he couldn't stand the pride of being an emperor, but he didn't show it on his face and smiled more and more amiably.

"If it's Jian Qingxue, I can't object to your engagement with the eldest prince. If it's Tang Wuyou, he's a distinguished guest of our royal family, but he can't marry the prince."

He made his words very clear, but Qingxue looked confused and blinked her watery eyes, "What do you mean, Your Majesty? Don't you want me to marry Prince Rui? Just say it."

The emperor couldn't help but feel angry. This girl was the best at being messy and unreasonable. She could be made to be reasonable even if she was unreasonable. And with the Tang family as her backer, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Tang Jingtian frowned, knelt down and kowtowed.

"Father, I will not marry anyone other than Xue'er. After the wedding, I will take Xue'er to the south of the Yangtze River and choose a place to settle down. I will never interfere with the affairs of the court."

He was really tired of these things, the intrigues, the fights, the jealousy of his father, the jealousy of his brothers and sisters, and the endless conspiracies.

He couldn't bear to have Xue'er involved. He married her because he just wanted to take her under his wings and protect her peace for the rest of her life.

I thought that when he said this, the emperor would breathe a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly he became furious and slammed the table in anger.

"Don't forget that you are a prince. Some things cannot be avoided. You have your responsibilities. Do you want to give up everything for a woman?"

This son is good at everything, he is smart and talented, and he is good at both literature, Taoism and military strategy. He is a rare minister who can support generals and talents.

But there is one disadvantage: the love between children is too long.

The second son is also very smart, clever and talented, but under the brilliance of the eldest son, he is just a pale shadow, and the tricks he plays are too childish.

But his ambitions are getting bigger and bigger, and he is doing things behind his father's back. He is not dead yet, and his son is so eager to succeed to the throne. It is so ugly.

The other sons each have their own shortcomings and are not worthy of an emperor.[

Hey, couldn't God reward him with a perfect heir?

Jingtian was a little surprised, "It's for everyone. Only when I leave can everyone feel at ease. Please ask my father to help me get married to Xue'er."

In his free time, he can watch the flowers bloom and fall, and the clouds rise and disperse. This is his promise to Qingxue.

The emperor's eyes darkened, "Don't you regret it?"

"Yes." Jingtian nodded without thinking.

The emperor's cold gaze glanced at Qingxue's face several times. Qingxue's heart suddenly hit her, and she straightened her back subconsciously, taking precautions.

After an unknown period of time, the emperor exhaled, his face slumped, "Forget it, let the Ministry of Etiquette pick an auspicious day to get the wedding done."