The emperor looked at the seventh son with fearless face, Rong Yanran looked full of tears, with a serious expression on her face, and asked in a low voice: "What happened to you just now?"

Murong Xuan planned to tell the truth: "Father, I want to..."

"Your Majesty, I fell to the ground. The Seventh Prince helped me up and comforted me. It was all my fault that I was too spoiled. I cried so much that I fell and got angry with the Seventh Prince." Before Murong Xuan could say a few words, Rong Yanran interrupted him. Never let him be punished and hurt for herself anymore. She will be uneasy in her life.

The men present looked at her in surprise. The emperor remained silent. Although he was clumsy, he protected his seventh son and the royal family's face. He simply scolded her: "I asked, my son hasn't said it yet, just interrupt. Rong Yanran, you are very brave!" But there was no intimidation at all.

"The girl of the people knows that she is wrong, and she will never dare to do it again." Rong Yanran lowered her head and did not dare to look at the emperor.

Murong Xuan, who was still shocked just now, came back to his senses, and his heart was filled with joy. He pleaded with him and said, "Father, don't blame Yan'er anymore. She and Erchen have an agreement to stay with Erchen for ten years." He expected that Lao Jiu would not dare to tell his father what happened that day in the first place, because his father loved him the most, and he would probably punish Rong Yanran severely in anger.

The emperor was confused and asked Rong Yanran tentatively: "Do you want to go to the Seven Princes' Mansion? Tell me what you think? I will make the decision for you."

Rong Yanran was shocked and could not speak, and her legs kneeling on the marble could not feel anything else. This was the first time the emperor asked for his own opinions so calmly, but he was inclined to make a choice. Rong Yanran really couldn't figure it out, so she had to answer respectfully: "Everyone girl is followed by the emperor's arrangements."

When the emperor saw her kicking the ball back, he held his forehead upset and glanced at his two sons helplessly. Murong Xuan immediately realized that the crux of the matter was Lao Jiu and said, "Father, Yan'er is not going to be a princess to go to my palace, and you don't need your marriage for the time being." He paused here. Sure enough, seeing Murong An's face slightly changed, he pretended to be confident, and he really had confidence at this moment. The evil smile on the corner of his mouth faded Rong Yanran's anxiety at this moment, "She was just staying in my palace for a while. This is the agreement between us."

Murong Xuan said that he had already made up his words. The emperor was really not good at interfering with anything. But when he thought that Lao Jiu knelt in front of him today, his eyes full of passion and expectation, it was also a good thing. It was better to have a short pain than long pain. It was better to give up earlier than with unreachable hope. He turned his eyes to the quiet woman again: "Is that true?"

Luo Ziheng's words when he parted, and what Murong Xuan told her just now, he knew that his heart could not control his love for her. No matter what the reason was, he wanted her to go to his side, and he also did not want to use his self-advice. Different voices echoed violently in his mind, impacting her swaying heart.

When her brain experienced such a complicated battle, it was rare that she knew two things very clearly now: one is that what the Seventh Prince said is true, and the other is that if she denies it, she and the Seventh Prince might not have any good results. After weighing the pros and cons, she nodded and replied: "Yes, the folk girl has such an agreement with the Seventh Prince."

Murong An, who had been watching the situation quietly, became increasingly unable to hold back his anger. He did not care about the etiquette and rules, and said, "Ran'er, you don't have to compromise your wishes. My father promised me that as long as I can win the war in the north, he will give you freedom and you can live the life you want with Young Master Luo."

The reason why Murong An put forward such conditions was that when he thought that Rong Yanran might be grateful to him, and went to the battlefield with him, he might fall in love with him; perhaps he could help her stay with the one she loved in the end, then he would have an indelible position in her heart.

Murong An's joining made Murong Xuan so angry that his teeth were itchy, and at the same time he deeply admired him. Among the princes, there was probably no one who could give so much to the person he loved like Lao Jiu. His anxious eyes swept across Rong Yanran, and his eyes were filled with shock and incredibility.

Indeed, the many situations that Rong Yanran encountered today were beyond her expectations. After traveling through time, she didn't have to fight with her vicious sister-in-law. Her father loved her, and Mrs. Rong was okay with her. Her cute brother was extremely lucky. She was all the best and rich and handsome men. Why couldn't she meet any of them in modern society? But she was also worried when she had too many good peach blossoms. For example, now, can't bear it? The answer is that she can't bear it! Let him go to the battlefield for a lifetime just to give herself a chance, and she can't owe him anymore!

Rong Yanran's heart was ups and downs, and she said softly but extremely firmly: "Jiu Ye, the folk girl is grateful for your kindness, but the folk girl doesn't want you to go to the battlefield for me, because the folk girl admires and appreciates the Seventh Prince very much, and it is the folk girl's honor to be favored by him. Whether you go to the battlefield or not, I will go to the Seventh Prince's Mansion." She said it very firmly, but she almost called the "Friendly Girl" "me" several times, but she didn't control it the last time. It was a hard time to say something in ancient times.

Murong Xuan breathed a sigh of relief nervously. Murong An was unstable and almost fell down. No matter what, he did not expect that these few words would strengthen her determination to go to the Seventh Prince's Mansion. It turned out that she did not know her so well. She no longer wanted to accept the favors she gave because she could not repay them. The boundary between them was so clear that she had never thought of entrusting her life to him, so she was so determined. He smiled bitterly, and without saying anything, her heart never planned to stay with her. What's the use of saying more?

The ignored emperor had to speak to express his existence, and just pretended that nothing had happened just now. He said calmly: "I won't interfere with your children's affairs, just as you wish." Murong Xuan snorted coldly in his heart, there was no way to interfere. If he gave any orders to favor Lao Jiu, he would probably have to resist the order.

The emperor looked at the ninth son's wry smile and said seriously: "A man should focus on fame and fortune and country. Don't have a long love for his children all day long. If you drink and have fun every day and abandon your business, it will be too disappointing for me." This is not only a warning, but also a warning to Rong Yanran's son who has been mad for her.
Chapter completed!