Gu Tingyu and Leng Shuang rode a carriage to the palace. The journey was smooth and they soon arrived at the imperial study.

In the imperial study, the emperor was reviewing the memorial.

Seeing Gu Tingyu coming with Leng Shuang, the emperor frowned slightly and put down the memorial in his hand.

"Yu'er, you're here." The emperor's tone was cordial.

Gu Tingyu nodded, then knelt down to salute with Leng Shuang.

"My brother/my sister-in-law, please see my royal brother."

"No need to present, just give me a seat."

After Gu Tingyu thanked him, he pulled Leng Shuang and sat down on the chair.

"Have you been in the mansion these days?" the emperor asked.

"Brother Huang, yes." Gu Tingyu replied.

The emperor nodded with satisfaction and continued: "I heard yesterday that you fell ill again. How do you feel now?"

"Thank you for your concern, brother. I'm fine. I'll be fine after just two days of rest." Gu Tingyu replied.

"Oh? Is the illness serious this time? Does it require diagnosis and treatment by an imperial physician?" the emperor asked immediately.

"No need, my brother has recovered."

"Oh? Really? How come I heard that you are seriously ill?" The emperor seemed to be unwilling to give up and continued to ask.

Gu Tingyu paused for a moment, and then said: "Brother Huang has misunderstood, I just feel the cold occasionally."

There was a hint of realization on the emperor's face, then he smiled and continued to ask: "Now that the disease has been cured, when do you plan to get married?"

"Brother Chen is looking for a suitable candidate." Gu Tingyu replied.

"Oh? Is that interesting?"

"Brother Chen has already chosen a candidate, and we can get married as soon as his parents agree." Gu Tingyu said without concealment.

"Oh? Who is your favorite candidate?"

Gu Tingyu did not hide anything and said: "Nanxi Yan, the eldest daughter of the Beihou of Nanxi Kingdom Town."

"Zhenbei Hou Mansion?" The emperor frowned, pondered for a moment and said, "Yu'er, as far as I know, Zhenbei Hou Mansion has not been a loyal and loyal person for generations. You should think twice."

Gu Tingyu curled his thin lips, chuckled, and said: "Brother, although the Zhenbei Hou Mansion has been officials for generations, they are not guilty. On the contrary, Nanxi Yan is the only legitimate daughter of Zhenbei Hou.

Gentle, virtuous and beautiful, she can be called the most beautiful woman in the capital.

Furthermore, my younger brother has already been married to the Marquis of Zhenbei. The Marquis of Zhenbei and his wife have always loved my younger brother. How can my lifelong happiness be damaged because of the Marquis of Zhenbei? "

After listening to Gu Tingyu's words, the emperor fell into silence.

Gu Tingyu's words are true, Zhenbei Houfu is indeed an extremely good candidate.

However, as a prince of the royal family, he must think carefully.

"Let me put this matter aside for the time being and let me consider it carefully for a few days." The emperor finally made the decision.

Gu Tingyu cupped his hands and said, "Brother Huang is wise."

The emperor waved his hand, indicating that he could retreat.

Gu Tingyu responded and left the study room with Leng Shuang.

In the carriage, Gu Tingyu held Leng Shuang's hand and whispered, "Shuang'er, are you willing to marry me?"

Leng Shuang was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and looked at Gu Tingyu, her eyes full of shock.

"Your Highness, are you serious about what you just said?" Leng Shuang asked in disbelief with a trembling voice.

Gu Tingyu nodded and said affirmatively: "Yes, I'm serious."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Shuang threw herself into his arms and held Gu Tingyu tightly.

At this moment, Leng Shuang was extremely excited, and her heart that was originally hanging finally calmed down.

During these days, she was worried about Gu Tingyu all day long, fearing that he would suddenly terminate the engagement or even kill her.

She was really scared.

Now she could finally breathe a sigh of relief. She could finally keep this marriage.

Gu Tingyu lowered his head and stroked Leng Shuang's hair, with a twinkle in his eyes.

Warm light.

After Leng Shuang and Gu Tingyu returned to Prince Chen's Mansion, they ordered the maid to prepare hot water.

The two of them washed up, and Leng Shuang lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

A picture emerged in her mind——

The man is sitting in front of the window sill, his back is as straight as a pine tree, and he is handsome and handsome. He holds a brush in his right hand and a book in his left hand.

He would stop every half-quarter of an hour and stare at the book in his hand.

Suddenly, the sound of birds chirping came from the window.

The man stood up slowly, walked to the window, pushed open the window, and then looked out.

Outside the window, the leaves are rustling and the air is fresh and pleasant.

The man withdrew his gaze, turned around, walked to the dressing table, sat down, picked up the wooden comb, and carefully combed his hair.

Leng Shuang sat back on the bed, staring at the man's profile with obsessed eyes.

Soon after, the man packed up and left the room.

Leng Shuang quickly put on her shoes and walked out.

When she ran out the door, she happened to bump into the man's arms.

Leng Shuang quickly stood firm, raised her head in a panic, and happened to meet the man's deep eyes.

Leng Shuang was startled, quickly lowered her head, and called out respectfully: "Your Majesty."

"Yeah." Gu Tingyu responded without lingering.

Leng Shuang stood in the yard, looking at the figure that was moving away, feeling sour in her heart.

Regardless of whether he marries himself or not, he will never treat her as his wife.

Maybe it's because her appearance bored him!

Various thoughts flashed through Leng Shuang's mind, and before she knew it, tears were streaming down her face.

At this moment, Leng Shuang didn't know that Gu Tingyu didn't marry her just because of her appearance.

Gu Tingyu never thought that one day, she would become his princess in name only...

At night, the moonlight pours down like water.

Leng Shuang leaned against the window, quietly admiring the bright full moon.

The moonlight spread like a gauze on the roof, reflecting on her delicate white face, making her look even more hazy and beautiful.

Leng Shuang was admiring it with gusto, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Leng Shuang turned around and opened the door.

A maid was carrying a tray with several plates of cakes and tea cups.

The maid bowed slightly, put the things on the table, and then left.

Leng Shuang brought the pastry to the table, took a piece of pastry and ate it casually.

This pastry tastes good, sweet and crispy, very fragrant and waxy.

After Leng Shuang finished eating the cakes and drank a bowl of tea, he was ready to rest.

But before he could reach the bed, the door was knocked again.

Leng Shuang frowned in confusion, thinking it was so late, who could it be?

"Shuang'er, are you asleep?" Gu Tingyu asked outside the door.

Leng Shuang hesitated for a moment, then opened the door.

Gu Tingyu was still dressed in purple and brocade robes, with a jade belt around his waist. His face was like a crown of jade, and he was extremely handsome and handsome.

Leng Shuang's cheeks instantly turned red, and she lowered her head shyly.

Gu Tingyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and asked with a smile: "Why do you have such an expression?"

"Slave, please see the prince." Leng Shuang quickly knelt down and worshiped.

"No gifts." Gu Tingyu said lightly and walked straight into the house.

Leng Shuang stood up and followed Gu Tingyu into the house, then poured a cup of tea for Gu Tingyu and handed it to him.

Gu Tingyu took a sip from Leng Shuang's tea and put it back on the table. He looked at Leng Shuang and said, "Shuang'er, I'm here to ask you what kind of betrothal gift you like."

Gu Tingyu's tone was extremely gentle, as if he was treating a girl in love.
To be continued...