Chapter 428: The prince is getting married

No matter who he wants to marry?
He always wants this decent amount. As for the future, let's talk about it. It's better not to be near.
Don't ask why he made this a confession.
No, he didn't admit his fate, he just knew that no matter how he objected, as long as the emperor agreed, then any of his blocking and any of his objections would be useless.
Even if he is dead, this pro-fear will be successful. Although he still doesn't know who the woman who is about to marry him is, it doesn't matter who it is, it doesn't matter who it is.
This is how we get along.
Evergreen and Chang even looked at each other. Both were at a loss.
"What are you talking about?" Changqing asked Changgeng, "He's talking about this, is he going to get married?"
"Yes," Chang Geng patted the carriage, "You put your things down first, and I will prepare the bride price according to the son's order."
"The son is really going to get married?"
Evergreen still can't figure it out, which doesn't seem true.
Isn't the son of his family unmarried in this life? If he really wants to get married, his identity, his appearance, and his temperament, I am afraid that the woman in Beijing will smash his head.
He wouldn't wait until he was already twenty-five years old now, but he didn't even have a woman around him, that is, he had never thought of marrying.
But what's wrong now, the son of his family is really going to get married this time?
Who can make the son nod, but also make him agree to marry, who is it?
If you ask what is it for?
Perhaps Luo Hengli could only smile bitterly, under Pu Tian, ​​could it be Wang Tu; could it be Wang Chen on the shore of the earth.
He can escape love, but he can't escape righteousness, and he can't escape the ruler.
Luo Hengli walked into his house, but saw the golden eagle standing on the table obediently, until it was quite obedient. According to its recent habits, it should actually be in Shen's house.
This is a loyal one, and sure enough, it is not in vain.
He walked over and put his hand on the golden eagle's head, "You will have a mistress in the future. Recently, the mansion may be a bit busy. You can still go to Shen's house."
The golden eagle chirped and patted his master's arm with his wings.
"Let's go," Beng Hengsi patted the golden eagle's head again, and he was somewhat lost.
The golden eagle opened its wings and flew out. When it flew to the Palace of Weiguo and stood on the stone table, Shen Qingci was shocked.
"Why are you here again?" Shen Qingci walked over and sat down, then stared at the golden eagle with big eyes, didn't he say he was leaving? The golden eagle brought his letter a few days ago. A few words that he wrote in the letter.
Saying that he is leaving is also grateful for her charity.
She thought she would never see this eagle again. What, is this coming back again?
"Is your master sick?" Shen Qingci stretched out his finger and poked the feather on the head of the golden eagle, but in the end he poked a feather down. When the golden eagle saw that his hair had fallen off, his sharp tip He yelled, and the little eyes felt quite resentful.
Shen Qingci picked up the feather and said, "Spring is coming, everything is reviving, and you are about to shed hair too."
She patted the golden eagle's head comfortingly, and there is really no way for this feathered eagle who loves herself. Not only is it going to shed its hair, even the gray wolf and Sirius have become bald recently. Hairy dog.
"But when the new hair grows, everything will be fine."
"I'll let you prepare small fish for you," Shen Qingci stood up, and also asked someone to go to the kitchen to ask if there are any small fishes. If there are none, buy some.
Give the golden eagle some small fish, because it will be depressed because of shed hair.
Sure enough, I don't know if this eagle really understood the little fish, and immediately stood up straight, and his small eyes turned slightly.
After a while, Baimei walked in with a small plate of small fish in her hand. It happened that a small basket of small fish was actually bought in the kitchen. She said she would cook it into soup, but she gave it to Shen Qingci. After that, no one would eat this thing in Fantian, so it was eaten directly by the carving, and there was no need to even wash it. The carving eats meat until it is cut, but eats fish until it is swallowed.
"Girl, I just heard about something," Bai Mei put down the plate, and also told Shen Qingci that she was the little gossip that she heard today.
whats the matter? Shen Qingci was sitting on the side, carefully combing the feathers on his body for the golden eagle. Sure enough, it really lost a lot of hair. Later, he will eat more fish to avoid it from worrying about its own hair.
The golden eagle probably knew that he was about to shed his hair, even if he didn't want to, the hair would still fall off, so he didn't even have to struggle.
"I still listen to others."
Bai Mei really likes to inquire about these news, and she doesn't know where she got the news. Anyway, there are really few things in Beijing that can escape his ears.
Some people are so big that they can be appointed as officials, get married or get married or get married, or if their girl is beaten, or who has given birth to a child again, if you ask her, she can tell you why.
"Girl, I heard that Lord Shuo is getting married."
Bai Mei's sudden sentence also caused Shen Qingci's fingers to pause slightly, and then she continued to feather the golden eagle. Oh, it turned out to be the case. She was getting married, so she couldn't leave.
"Really, who is he going to marry?
Shen Qingci is still smiling, but what's the matter, there is more loneliness and sorrow in his heart. They are married, and she will be the only one in the future. This statue may not be able to come, and she has nothing to do. Things are fun.
She has a small box with a lot of small things in it, all brought to her by golden eagles, and they have never been seen before, and she has never heard of them. She knows that it was given to her by Luo Henri , And she keeps it carefully, she may not receive it in the future.
right?
"I don't know," Bai Mei pointed her chin with her finger, "I heard that the marriage was bestowed by the Holy Spirit, but no one knows which girl it is."
Lord Shuo is twenty-five, but he has never married. Girl, I heard that Lord Shuo is a good man. Whoever wants to marry him is really going to be a living widow for a lifetime.
Shen Qingci's fingers paused, and it was another feather on the of the golden eagle.
The golden eagle screamed, turned his head, still holding a small fish in his mouth, but the little was so pitiful.
Shen Qingci quickly put her hand holding feathers behind her back, and then she opened her other hand.
"Look, no, there is nothing."