and son

The queen's arrogance was no longer as arrogant as before, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and calmly asked again: "Okay, even if your words are better than your songs, if Jing'er can defy his father and queen mother for you, subjects and subjects, what can you do for him?" What?"

Meng Chuji also gradually became peaceful, as if he had made a firm choice and would never regret it again. He looked straight into the Queen's eyes and said, "I can accompany him to be scolded, and I won't be afraid of being criticized by thousands of people, and I won't be afraid of being stinky for thousands of years. Being scolded as a fatuous prince who indulges in masculinity, one day there will be me, the evildoer who will bring chaos to the court."

"Then how can you ensure that you don't change your mind, don't shrink back, and don't leave Jing'er?"

"I can't guarantee it, I just know that if I change my mind before His Highness, he will not let me go."

The queen's sitting body collapsed back again, the stove in her hand slipped from her arms, fell to the ground with a "bang--", rolled down from the top, and the soot inside scattered all over the floor.

Mammy called softly: "Ma'am."

The queen ignored her, and it seemed that many years had passed in an instant: "What about the son? If he marries you, he won't marry anyone else. What about the son?"

Meng Chuji was also defeated, showing a wry smile: "I don't know."

This is an unsolvable thing.

He is a man, doomed not to have children, everything in the world can be achieved by artificial means, but this is not the case.

"I'll think about it, I'll think about it again."

The queen murmured helplessly.

Meng Chuji was still kneeling on the ground, waiting for her decision.

She panicked and lost her mind, her temples began to ache, and the nurse hurriedly massaged her. She looked at Meng Chuji, and said powerlessly, "Get back first!"

Meng Chuji got up from the ground, raised his cold and numb knees, saluted in a proper manner, and exited the hall slowly and calmly.

The inside of the hall was dark, but the outside was bright. When Meng Chuji went out, he felt in a daze, as if he had passed away.

The snowflakes were falling lightly from the sky, and the silver-clad palace was pure white and flawless. It was a bit dizzy, until someone behind him patted him on the shoulder and said:

"What's the matter, have you passed my mother's gate?"

Meng Chuji turned around and saw that it was Gillian and Li Xiuyi.

Gillian smiled with anticipation, and when she realized that Meng Chuji was silent, she frowned and said, "No way, I've said so many good things for you, and you haven't done it yet?"

Meng Chuji lowered his eyes: "I don't know."

When she came out, the queen seemed to be loose, but the matter of the heirs was between him and Pei Jing, and between Pei Jing and the ministers and the people. If there was no way, the queen would not agree easily.

A-Jiao sighed, and said: "The queen mother is a bit stubborn, and the prince and brother are just like her from time to time, but don't be too discouraged, the queen mother is soft-hearted, if you persist, she will definitely agree."

Meng Chuji nodded indiscriminately, and squeezed out a smiling face: "I won't give up, otherwise Qiu Yu must have skinned me alive."

A Jiao felt relieved, pointed to a certain direction on the side, and said: "The prince and brother are freezing over there alone, most likely he is waiting for you, you should go there quickly."

Looking from a distance, Meng Chuji seemed to see a small shadow in the vast snow field, and smiled: "I'll go there now."

After walking a few steps, he turned back and asked, "Are you reconciled?"

In unison——

Gillian: "No."

Li Xiu Yi: "Yes."

Meng Chuji raised his eyebrows.

Gillian stepped on Li Xiuyi's foot, raised her chin and said, "I said no."

Li Xiuyi lowered his head silently: "I made a slip of the tongue, if the princess says no, then she doesn't."

Meng Chuji cast an ambiguous look in the past, put his hands behind his head, and walked away slowly.

Gillian snorted, stepped into Chaoyang Palace, Li Xiuyihou was waiting outside, like a guard in front of Chaoyang Palace.

Meng Chuji went to Pei Jing's place and saw that Pei Jing was freezing alone as Gillian said. He didn't hold an umbrella, and there was no one around him. He just picked up a branch and didn't know what he was doing. His big hand was frozen flushed.

Meng Chuji threw the branch in his hand in the past, insisted on putting his hand into his sleeve, and said: "Why don't you open an umbrella, don't you go to Qingchen Palace?"

Pei Jing looked at him, Meng Chuji also didn't open an umbrella, and snowflakes fell on his hair and shoulders one after another, making his face more alluring than a woman's.

After exposing his real body, he seldom puts on makeup, and today he puts on a thin layer when he is going out to look a little more like a woman.

Pei Jing stretched out her other hand, rubbed his red ears to warm him up, and said in a low voice: "I didn't go to Qingchen Palace, I want to wait for you to come out and go together."

Although he believed that the queen might not do anything to Meng Chuji, he couldn't afford to bet, so he just walked around here, and if he heard anything, he would rush in.

Meng Chuji joked: "I feel like I've lost half of my skin when I came out from my mother's place. Why don't we go to Qingchen Palace another day."

Pei Jing mentioned it in his heart, and his throat tightened unconsciously: "Is the mother embarrassing you?"

Meng Chuji shook his head, looked at him funny and said: "What are you thinking, I told you that I was beheaded by the elders, and the queen mother was no match for my charm, so she was beheaded by me. You see, I am not a good person." Out?"

Pei Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and felt even more distressed. His mother understood that Meng Chuji must have suffered, and it was not as easy as he said.

Fortunately, he came out smoothly, which meant that the queen's attitude should soften. Thinking of this, she was really happy, and Pei Jing hugged Meng Chuji.

"Okay, go home."

Meng Chuji was hugged off the ground for no reason, and Pei Jing said, "Forget about the Prince's residence. This is in the palace. Are you ashamed?"

He's a big man, it's shameless to be hugged like this all day long!

"Xueshen, I'll hold you so I won't get my shoes wet."

Meng Chuji looked indifferent: "I have a lot of shoes."

"Be frugal."

"The poor and settled prince can't afford to buy shoes for his concubine."

"..."

The two walked away, and the small characters drawn with branches under the tree roots were covered by the newly fallen snow.

——My love, Meng Chuji.

Meng Chuji's face was too thin, Pei Jing hugged him for a while, and had to put him down in a crowded place and hold hands with him instead.

After getting into the carriage, the two sat next to each other. Meng Chuji asked, as if thinking of something, "Qiu Yu, when is your birthday?"

Pei Jing said: "I'm on the ninth day of October, how about you?"

Meng Chuji's eyes lit up, "I am March 29."

Pei Jing smiled: "So you were born in spring, no wonder you are warm and enthusiastic."

Meng Chuji snapped his fingers and said, "March 29th is just the warm spring, and it won't be long until now. You arrange the political affairs in a row. Let's go back to Dachu on the day of my birthday to see my parents and sisters. Do you think it's okay?"

"it is good."