The demon queen seduces the cold emperor

Chapter 255 Marriage between the two countries, mutual recognition of identities

"Congratulations to the Eighth Prince!"

In the room, all the people clasped their hands in congratulations, and looked at Chu Yunhe with joyful smiles in their eyes.

"Thank you!"

Chu Yunhe was full of grief and joy, his eyes were shining brightly, he bowed his hands in return, and then tightly held Duan Jinchu's hand, as if stuck in his throat, "Chu'er, did you hear that? We have a child, and your illness is very serious. It will be cured soon, Senior Tianji has written a prescription, and when you return to Tiansu Country, let Xuanji make the medicine for you, okay?"

"Well, good." Duan Jinchu nodded heavily, his eyes blushing uncontrollably.Child, she actually has a child, with his child...Unfortunately, she doesn't know if she can survive until she gives birth to a child...and then dies...If she can, she will finally leave Yunhe with a thought, A tie that must keep him alive...

The body trembled a little, and then raised his head, Duan Jinchu asked softly: "Senior, is the child in my womb completely normal?"

"It's still normal now, but because of your illness...you need to take good care of it. You can't stop taking the anti-tocital medicine. Take the anti-total medicine once a day until your illness is completely cured, and then make a specific diagnosis." Old man Tianji avoided it deliberately. From the word "poison" in Chu Yunhe's words and actions, he knew that this matter was hidden from her.

"Well, thank you senior!" Duan Jinchu smiled sweetly, and couldn't help but put his palms on his lower abdomen, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Your Majesty, it's not too late. We have to leave overnight to return to Tiansu Country, so we're leaving!" Chu Yunhe stood up, cupped his hands at Mo Qihan, and said solemnly.

"Oh? In such a rush?" Mo Qihan frowned slightly, thought for a while and said, "Eighth Prince, can you delay your departure until tomorrow morning? I still have some things I want to discuss with the Eighth Prince. My wife is pregnant, and I only have to go on the road at night. I'm afraid it's wrong!"

Duan Jinchu followed and stood up, took Chu Yunhe's arm and said with a smile: "Sir, don't be in a hurry. At this moment, I rarely see the empress, and I want to talk to the empress. Besides, have you discussed the marriage with the emperor?" ? Haha, I've already found out the prince's tone, he can only wish for it!"

"Marriage?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone except Mo Liche was shocked. Mo Qihan immediately asked: "Does the Eighth Prince want to marry Daming? Does Emperor Tiansu know about this?"

"Your Majesty, my father has given the full authority over this matter to me. It is the marriage of Chu Luoying, the ninth princess of the Tiansu Kingdom, who is like the prince of your country, Mo Liche!" Chu Yunhe explained simply, and then moved his eyes to Mo Liche. Li Che, "Prince, are you willing?"

"Yes." Mo Liche smiled, then turned sideways, cupped his hands to Mo Qihan and Ling Xueman, and said, "Father, Empress, and Empress, I wish to marry the Ninth Princess of Tiansu Kingdom as the Crown Princess, and please be fulfilled by Father, Empress, and Empress!"

"Uh... what? Che'er, you're only 17 years old. Didn't your mother tell you? You won't get married until you're 20!" Ling Xueman clicked her tongue, her face twitching wildly.

Hearing this, Mo Liche put on a handsome face, "Mother, my son can wait until twenty, but Princess Ninth can't wait!"

"Huh? The Ninth Princess, why can't she wait?" Ling Xueman was a bit slow in responding, and asked a little confused.

"Cough cough!" Duan Jinchu coughed twice, couldn't help but said: "Empress Empress, our ninth princess is already this year, if we wait another three years, we will be 21 years old, the emperor can't wait!"

"Ah? The Ninth Princess is one year older than Che'er?" Ling Xueman suddenly felt a little dizzy, grabbed Mo Liche's arm, and asked in disbelief: "Che'er, do you want to marry a sister? The queen mother told you Ah, the queen mother is not an old antique, she wants to arrange your marriage, but she just wants to ask clearly, can you be happy when you marry a woman you have never met? Can you have feelings for the ninth princess? "

"puff--"

Duan Jinchu couldn't help laughing, walked over to hold Ling Xueman's arm, and jokingly said, "Your Majesty, your son is amazing! He took care of his wife at the age of 13, why should Madam need to worry about this?"

"Uh..." Ling Xueman was even more dumbfounded, and turned to ask Mo Qihan, "Husband, do you know?"

Mo Qihan was also at a loss, thinking and said: "I don't know, but thirteen... When Che'er was 13 years old, didn't I send him to go to the country?"

"Ahem, father, empress, and son-in-law met the nine princesses at that time, and at that time...he liked the nine princesses, anyway, the son-in-law agreed to the marriage, and the father, the empress and the empress also agreed! " Mo Liche said with a blushing face, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Oh my God, my god! Is this better than blue? Husband, your son will fall in love at the age of 13, and even dated a sister. I'm crazy!" Ling Xueman couldn't bear the blow, and she slumped on the chair Here, I am very emotional.

Seeing this, Chu Yunhe's expression was slightly cold, and he said indifferently: "My empress, my sister Jiuhuang is one year older than the prince, but this king thinks that if two people fall in love, age is not a problem, and my empress disagrees." If so, this king will not force it."

"The Eighth Prince!"

Hearing this, Mo Liche immediately took a step forward excitedly, cupped his hands and said, "Don't blame the eighth prince, I agree with this matter, and the queen mother must also agree, but her thoughts are often weird, and she always doesn't like me getting married too early. What is it called early marriage underage, that's why..."

"I know, I can understand." Seeing Mo Liche's tangled face, Duan Jinchu interjected, with a clear smile on his face, and then looked at Ling Xueman, "Mother, if my son gets married when he is a teenager, I can't accept it either, because my thoughts seem to be the same as your mother's!"

"What, what?" Ling Xueman stood up and stared at Duan Jinchu dumbfounded. Her red lips trembled, her face gradually turned pale, and her brain was buzzing. After a long time, she slowly uttered a sentence, "Madam, have you ever listened to Duan Jinchu?" After a poem, spring sleep does not wake up, and I hear birds singing everywhere."

"The sound of the wind and rain at night, how many flowers fall." Duan Jinchu continued word by word, the smile on his lips deepened, "I have also heard a lot of poems, maybe Madam has also."

"Let's go out for a walk!" Ling Xueman took a step closer and took Duan Jinchu's hand, her face was full of excitement. Seeing her nodding, she pulled her and walked out, without looking back: "Eight My lord, I have no objection, as long as Che'er likes the ninth princess and my husband agrees, then the marriage will be settled!"

After the words fell, people also left the stone house, leaving behind a room full of inexplicable people.

"Is there anything special about that poem?" Mo Lixuan asked puzzled, turning the jade ring on his thumb.

Mo Liche supported his forehead, "Why does that poem look like some kind of joint code!"

Mo Qihan stared at the door of the stone house, his face serious in thought. After thinking for a long time, his turbid eyes gradually became clear. He looked at Chu Yunhe, with the corners of his lips raised, with a deep smile, "The Eighth Prince deserves this!" A beautiful wife is a blessing in destiny, and God will take care of it, as long as the husband and wife love each other deeply, it will last for a long time!"

(End of this chapter)