Three thousand beautiful family: the bounty hunter

The ministers were naturally confused and could only listen to what the prince said.

"But I still have to thank the emperor for his kindness...I know that this is one of the ways to express the emperor's infinite love for me..." the prince continued.

"As long as the emperor likes you and is happy, come on, let's all raise a toast. I hope that the prince and Miss Rong Ruo, no, I should call you Concubine Rong, will have a happy marriage for a long time. May you have a son soon and be full of children and grandchildren. I will officiate your wedding tomorrow." The emperor raised a toast

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The prince understands in his heart that the current situation he is facing is difficult to get out of.

But it’s hard to get off the tiger, so I have to get off too

Because I can't get married to a woman I don't love...

Those ridiculous marriages and ridiculous concubines are already the prince they used to be, not the one they are now.

"My brother has experienced a life and death, and he has understood a lot and suddenly enlightened. In this life, you can only love one woman, be good to one woman, and give this woman everything you have..." the prince sighed.

Rongruo's face turned as red as an apple, she thought that person was herself now...

"Isn't that good? If those concubines in the past were not happy with the emperor's younger brother, then they should simply dismiss them and leave a concubine Rong to stay with you for a hundred years and grow old together. Wouldn't it be wonderful?" The emperor smiled.

"Being happy when two people are in love, golden wind and jade dew, is naturally the best thing in the world." The prince glanced at Qian Jiangyue when he spoke.

This time Qian Jiangyue did not avoid his eyes, but looked at him, but quickly moved away.

Rong Ruo leaned on the prince's side like a good girl, as if the sweet and charming person in the prince's mouth was her.

The little woman felt a sense of happiness... After all, she and the prince were childhood sweethearts.

She imagined the grand scene tomorrow. She would be wearing a bright red gauze, being picked up by the prince, and put on the pride, so that everyone in the capital would know. Then the prince would take her off the pride, step over the brazier, and go straight to the bridal chamber...

Wait, there is another procedure that involves worshiping heaven and earth, worshiping the high hall, and worshiping husband and wife...

Rong Ruo's face became redder and redder as she thought about it. She was so ashamed that she couldn't wait to think about the wedding. Rong Ruo lowered her head for fear that others would see through her thoughts.