cute husband

Chapter 103 The Dowry Emperor’s Extension (2)
She remembered that her eldest grandson Rongji was in the main hall of the Xiling Dynasty Hall, in front of the current emperor and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, who gave her a blank sheet of paper.

Elder Sun Rongji: "You didn't care?"

His voice cooled down.

The other party's repeated casual attitude made him gather an inexplicable anger.

"How could it be?" Shui Long raised her lips and smiled at him.

This smile broke the indifference of her expression, like a red plum blossoming through the ice, like a scorching spark, ignited in the snow and frost all over the ground, giving people a sense of visual impact, commonly known as stunning.

"This is the dowry list for my marriage, how can I not care about it." When Shui Long said this sentence softly, seeing the stretched eyebrows of Changsun Rongji, she knew that she had succeeded again.

"Yeah." Changsun Rongji: "Is it finished?"

Their wedding was coming up in less than half a month. During this period of time, he put aside all his affairs and focused all his attention on the wedding.Whether it's the layout or the wedding post, it's all up to him to choose and operate, and very few people know this carefully.

The dowry is the most important thing, except for water hyacinth fruit, he wants to bring everything she wants in front of her, so that she can marry happily and willingly.

Of course, Shuilong didn't write it well, and she even threw the blank dowry gift form somewhere.

It's just that of course she wouldn't tell Changsun Rongji the truth, otherwise the big cat would probably blow up again.

"Write it now." Changsun Rongji saw that she didn't answer immediately, and guessed that she might not have written even one.

Shuilong rolled her eyes and nodded in response, "Okay." After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked into the back room, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone inside, walked to Changsun Rongji with them, and placed them on the flat table. On the ground, squatting down and holding a brush with standing ink, he looked up at Changsun Rongji and raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What do you think I should write?"

Chang Sunrong looked at her lack of elegance, not only didn't think it was wrong, but also found it unexpectedly cute.Her body is slender and slender, and she grows fat and loses weight. When she is standing normally, her temperament does not make people feel that she is squatting at this time, and she looks like a mess.

In the eyes of Changsun Rongji, he was like a little guy crouching on the ground begging for food.

A touch of electric shock flowed through the whole body.

Chang Sunrong also squatted down unconsciously, and said to her side: "Write whatever you like."

"If I write about nine-petal snow lotus, thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, twin vermilion fruits, etc., what should you do?" Shui Long tilted her head and said with a smile.

In fact, compared to the eldest grandson Rongji who is calm and indifferent like a real fairy, she prefers him who will squat down and laugh with her at this time.At this time, he was more relaxed and casual than in the past, and he also had a little more real popularity, which made people truly feel his emotions, even childish sulking.

He is so beautiful, so imposing, that people feel untouchable, like a god standing on the top of a nine-fold mountain, who can only be seen from a distance and cannot be played with. He is ruthless and alienated from the world. The loneliness outside.

Although people in ancient times were precocious, women could marry at the age of 13, and men could make contributions at the age of 16.But at the age of 19, he is still just a young man, especially after his practice accident, his temperament is actually that of a child, but he already has such a temperament that is out of the mundane world, and there is no sense of awkwardness in the appearance of going through thousands of sails, which makes people look up to At the same time, he ignored the bitterness.

"Here." Changsun Rongji said easily.

Which means, he really got it.

Surprise flashed in Shuilong's eyes, and she had a higher opinion of Changsun Rongji's bottom reserve.

Changsun Rongji suddenly reached out and stroked her hair.

Shuilong was taken aback, she never thought that Changsun Rongji would suddenly do such a move, and he did it too naturally, without any warning, so she waited for his hand to stroke the hair from the top of her head to the end of her hair before reacting, thinking It was too late to evade the block.

In past and present lives, the number of people who touched the top of her head in such a comforting and loving way can be counted on one hand.

"Write well." Changsun Rongji said: "You only get married once in your life. I allow you to be willful and greedy this time. No matter what you write, I will help you get it."

Shuilong will not say anything hypocritically, if I want stars and moons, can you help me get them too.She knew that what Changsun Rongji said was serious, and from the look in his eyes, she felt that even if he wrote down the throne of Xiling, he would help her get it.

Shuilong looked into his eyes for a while, but she didn't know what it was like, anyway, it was quite comfortable.

No matter what you write, will you help her get it?

Shuilong suddenly lost her mind and thought: This snow-white rice paper worth three cents a piece is probably going to become the most valuable paper in the world.

"Ha." She pursed her lips and smiled, holding the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote on the snow-white rice paper.

Put pen to paper for a while, and then it becomes a point.

The corners of her mouth curled up, her brush strokes were vigorous, and after finishing her strokes, there were only two large characters on the snow-white rice paper - Diyan.

These two words are majestic and majestic, with a noble and unruly aura rushing towards the face, as if they were about to break out of the paper, imprinted in the eyes of Changsun Rongji, and instantly touched the bottom of my heart, shaking violently, and the throbbing lingered for a long time.

He looked at Shuilong, the waves in his eyes were deep and surging, without self-knowledge.

"Here." Shuilong put the brush on the inkstone, picked up the rice paper and shook it, and handed the betrothal gift slip with the handwriting still to Changsun Rongji.

Changsun Rongji didn't accept it, but still stared at her tightly.

"Why, can't you give this betrothal gift?" Shui Long said with a smile.

Seeing Changsun Rongji's paralyzed face, but his eyes were full of emotions, he couldn't hold back, and naturally stretched out his hand to pinch the flesh on his cheek.

"Huh, it's quite soft." Looking at the skin that looked like cold jade, it was moist and soft when pinched in his hand, and he couldn't help touching it again, acting like a ruffian.

Her pinching brought Changsun Rong back to his senses, and he grabbed her presumptuous hand.

After he grabbed it, he didn't let go.Shuilong didn't make any money either, and looked at him with a smile.

"I am the dowry, who will welcome the bride." He blurted out.

Shui Long was stunned, and then saw that the eldest grandson Rongji in front of him was also stunned, as if he also noticed that he had said something stupid, his eyes wandered away for a moment, left Shui Long's face, and looked elsewhere.

"Pfft...ha, hahahaha." Shui Long laughed out loud with embarrassment.

Before, I thought that Changsun Rongji was very sentimental. What he said and did such things as giving a blank gift list was comparable to those playboys and romantic figures who would please people. Although these were not deliberately sentimental, they were really there. mood.

This time, it was rare for her to be emotional, and the other party actually gave such a response.

(End of this chapter)