His Highness, he wants to repay with marriage

Chapter 227 Not So Persnickety
It took a day for my heart to stabilize, but at this moment, it jumped into my throat.

"You ordered King Yu to make you a silver silk roll? The taste is still according to your request?" Cen Yuyang rubbed his brows frantically, unable to accept this for a long time.

"That's right." Cen Yuwei squinted her almond eyes.

"I heard that when my father fought in the south in the early years, he suffered from rheumatism due to the heavy humidity there. Later, I heard that people in the south rely on eating spicy food to get rid of dampness, so when I wanted this silver silk roll today, Specially ordered spicy."

Cen Yuyang: "."

Is the point the reason why the silver thread roll is made spicy?

The point is the person who made this silver thread roll!
The daughter was full of filial piety, and Cen Yuyang felt that as a father, he couldn't reprimand her for it.

Helpless, he could only persuade him earnestly: "My father knows that you have a good relationship with King Yu now, but what the hell is he?"

In the middle of the conversation, he changed his words: "It is true that you have saved his life, but he is a prince after all, a prince who is only subservient to the real dragon emperor.

"Now, he may be close relatives of you because he saw you for the first time after losing his memory, but wait until he remembers."

"Father is worried that when he thinks about it, he will regret making this silver silk roll for his daughter?"

Cen Yuyang was silent, nodded: "Yes."

It's not wrong to use the straightforward words of my daughter to describe it.

The son of Tianjiao, it is inevitable that he will be high-spirited.When he regained his memory, he remembered that he was ordered to drink by a little girl in the past, and made soup with his hands
I can't accept it for a while, it's normal to have thorns in my heart.

"But my daughter thinks that Yun Mohan can't be so stingy." Cen Yuwei shook her head and retorted.

Cen Yuyang frowned: "He"

As soon as he started talking, he was interrupted by Cen Yuwei: "He is indeed high and powerful, but it's just a silver scroll. Doesn't he think it's detrimental to his status if he cares about a girl for this? Besides"

After a short pause, she whispered to her father again: "My daughter has inquired with his personal guard before, and making snacks is his hobby."

"King Yu still has such hobbies?"

Does this count as self-cultivation?

Cen Yuyang consciously couldn't see through this young man.

However, since my daughter found out that he has this hobby, the weight of this silver silk scroll seems to be no longer so heavy.

With a slight nod, Cen Yuyang accepted it: "You will thank King Yu for me later on."

"Okay." Cen Yuwei bent her almond eyes.

Seeing her daughter smiling like a flower, the pressure in Cen Yuyang's heart subconsciously increased a bit.

The little girl is innocent and innocent, and doesn't understand court battles.

Just because he thought King Yu was a good person, he embarked on a tortuous road since then.
Thinking of this, Cen Yuyang felt that it would be better not to talk about marriage for now.

It's better to talk about this when the situation is a little more stable in the future than to push the child into the whirlpool now.

I just feel sorry for Wang Yu, an honest man.

After much deliberation, Cen Yuyang finally decided to help King Yu speak more when he goes to court.In this way, it can be regarded as a little compensation.

In the future, when he thinks about the past, he will not feel too much dissatisfaction with the Cen family and Yu Wei.

Cen Yuwei didn't know that her father had already started planning her future.

Seeing her father frowning, she thought he was worrying about his morning guesses.

It's a pity that she can't resolve that conjecture now. After a few words with her father, she found a reason to leave: "Father, let's continue to work. My daughter has gone back to rest."

Out of sight is pure, her father can't see her, it should be, there will be no headache.

(End of this chapter)