V2.Chapter 290

The prince of Rites Su Jing smiles at Princess Zhu and asks.

"General an is one of the best in our family. The emperor loved Jinxiu and promised her to general an's son."

Princess Zhu said with a smile, she felt that the emperor's idea should be the same as her own, but she didn't want to. As soon as her voice fell, Su Jing had already got up.

"Then you go to prepare for the wedding. When Jinxiu becomes a relative, you go to Shuangcheng nunnery outside the city to stay."

Zhu Guifei's heart was full of joy just now. Now Su Jing's words made her fall into the abyss.

She didn't seem to have done anything wrong. What she said just now is no problem. It's the emperor's wedding gift. She comes to thank the emperor for his unique vision. She has chosen a beautiful marriage for her daughter. Why

"Emperor, what have I done? Why... "

"Why? What did you say when the queen wanted to educate Jinxiu herself? The rich brocade is your own daughter, is your life, you can't hand over to others, you don't trust, but you will rich brocade education became what appearance? "

Princess Zhu looks at the emperor with a confused face. She consciously cultivates Jinxiu very well, but the Emperor

"Is it Jinxiu that makes the emperor angry? She's still young. You have to bear with her. I'll teach him a lesson when I go back. I'll respect you later. "

"Go away." Su Jing looked at Princess Zhu's worried face, and suddenly had the feeling of casting pearls before swine.

"Emperor, listen to me..."

"If you have something to say, go to the nunnery."

Su Jing's words fall, the little eunuch who observes the words and looks has stepped forward, and several people drag Princess Zhu to leave. Princess Zhu struggles to shout. She wants to explain to the emperor, but without waiting for her to open her mouth, the whole person is dragged out of the imperial study.

Princess Zhu's voice drifted farther and farther away, but Su Jing's heart became more and more tired. She thought that she would sit beside her when she was tired, and her tears flowed silently.

The woman who has nothing to talk about with herself and knows her mind with her own expression is no longer there.

Missing and sad, pain through the heart, but no one can replace.

What Su Jing didn't know was that his gift of marriage not only changed the fate of Princess Zhu and Princess Jinxiu, but also caused chaos in the general's house of Anguo.

The eunuch has left, but Zhen Yuandao sits on the chair in a trance with an unpredictable look. The whole family stares at him with a worried look on his face.

What they ask to marry is Jiaoyang princess, not Jinxiu princess. The emperor refers Jinxiu princess to Zhen junran. What does that mean?

Is the scorching sun Princess completely out of favor, the emperor's heart only Jinxiu princess this daughter, so, the favorite daughter to their Zhen house? Or is the emperor beating himself?

Different from Zhen Yuandao's sad face, Zhen junran stood there for a long time and said to his mother: "mother, if I don't marry the princess Jinxiu, how can she compare with aman? Aman is..."

At the bottom of Zhen junran's heart, aman is the bright light in his heart. When he knew that his father was going to marry him, he was very excited. He felt that it was only a matter of time before he was allowed to marry according to the emperor's favor to his father. How could it suddenly become what he is now?

That rich brocade princess, is also a beauty, but the facial features all take a small family spirit.

"Thunder, rain and dew are all grace. You are not qualified to say you will not marry." Zhen Yuandao, who has been in a daze, suddenly opens his mouth, breaking the gradually growing hope in Zhen junran's heart.

"But, but, father, you know that the person I like is aman. I like her since I was a child. I have worked hard for so many years to be qualified to stand beside her. I..."

"The scorching sun princess is still in the period of filial piety." Zhen Yuan road looks at the son flustered appearance, the bottom of the heart gives birth to bursts of weakness.

"Then I'll wait for him, not to mention three years, even ten or eight years. If I can't wait for her, I'll become a monk."

The thunder, rain and dew are all jun'en's words, which have shattered Zhen junran's heart. Now she is full of the fact that he can't marry a barbarian. He has to marry a woman he doesn't like.

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