Reborn Evil Husband and Wife: Slim and Poisonous Girl

The two were having a great time fighting with each other, but they forgot about the emperor.

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

A man's heart is complex and changeable, and an emperor's heart is even more unpredictable. Qingxue guessed his mind lazily, and spoke directly.

"Your Majesty, if you have something to say, just say it, don't go around in circles, I'm a little tired, and I want to go back and rest early."

The face of the emperor, who has cultivated kung fu and practiced so well, froze, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

Now he is high above the sky, admired by all people, omnipotent to call wind and rain, as long as he hums, all sentient beings will fall to their knees.

There is only one Tang Jingtian who is indifferent to him, likes to listen or not, and refuses to obey his arrangements.

Now there is another Jian Qingxue, who is arrogant and stern, simple and clear, extremely intelligent, and I don't take him seriously.

Naturally, he couldn't bear the pride of being an emperor, but he didn't show his face, and his smile became more and more amiable.

"If it's Jian Qingxue, I can't object to your marriage contract with the eldest emperor. If it's Tang Wuyou, you're a distinguished guest of our royal family, but you can't marry the emperor."

He spoke very clearly, but Qingxue's face was confused, she blinked her watery eyes, "What does the emperor mean? Don't you want me to marry Prince Rui? Just say it straight."

The emperor couldn't help but get angry, this girl is the most troublesome, unreasonable can be turned into reasonable, and with the Tang family as the backer, he dare not act rashly.

Tang Jingtian frowned, knelt down and kowtowed.

"Father, my son and minister will not marry unless they are 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 ask about court affairs."

He is really tired of these things, scheming, scrambling, father's suspicion, siblings' jealousy, endless plots.

He couldn't bear Xue'er to be involved. He married her only to take her under his wing and protect her for the rest of her life.

I thought that the emperor would breathe a sigh of relief when he said this, but he was furious and slapped the table angrily.

"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, smart and talented, proficient in both literary and martial arts, he is a rare general and assistant minister.

But one thing is not good, it is too affectionate.

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

But his ambitions are getting bigger and bigger, and he is playing tricks behind his father's back. He is not dead yet, and his son is so anxious to succeed, it is too ugly.

The other sons have their own shortcomings, and they are not emperors.

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

Jing Tian was a little surprised, "It's for everyone. Only when I'm gone can everyone feel at ease. I beg Father to complete my marriage with Xue'er."

Watching the flowers bloom and fall and the clouds rise and disperse in his spare time is his promise to Qingxue.

The emperor's eyes darkened, "You don't regret it?"

"Yes." Jingtian nodded without thinking.

The Emperor's icy eyes glanced at Qingxue's face for a few times, Qingxue's heart skipped a beat, she subconsciously straightened her back, taking precautions.

After an unknown amount of time, the emperor let out a sigh of relief, and said with a gloomy expression, "Forget it, let the Ministry of Rites choose an auspicious day and get the wedding done."