No matter who he is going to marry?

He always has to do this decent amount. As for the future, let’s talk about it, it’s better if you don’t get close to it.

Don't ask him why he accepted his fate by making this happen.

No, he didn't accept his fate, but knew that no matter how he opposed it, as long as the emperor agreed, any of his stopping or any of his opposition would be useless.

Even if he dies, this relative will be successful. Although he doesn't know who the woman who is about to marry him is, it doesn't matter who it is, and it doesn't matter who it is.

This is how we get along with each other.

Changqing and Changgeng looked at each other. Both of them were confused.

"What are you talking about?" Changqing asked Changqing, "He is talking about, is he going to get married?"

"Yes," Chang Geng slapped the carriage, "You put down the things first, and I will prepare the betrothal gift as the young master ordered."

"Young master is really going to get married?"

Changqing still couldn't figure it out, it didn't seem real.

Isn’t the young master of his family not getting married in this life? If he really wants to get married, his identity, appearance, and demeanor will probably be the women in the capital who are going to squeeze their heads out.

He wouldn't wait until he was twenty-five years old, but he didn't even have a woman around him, which means he had never had the idea of ​​getting married.

But what's wrong now? His son is really going to get married this time?

Who is the one who can make the young master nod and agree to marry him?

If you ask what is the purpose?

Luo Hengwen may have to smile bitterly. Is it under the sky the king's land? Is it the king's minister in the shore of the earth?

He can escape from love, but he cannot escape from righteousness, and even more so he cannot escape from the king and his subjects.

Luo Hengli walked into his room, but saw the golden eagle standing obediently on the table, very well-behaved. According to its recent habits, it should be in the Shen family.

This is a loyal person, and it is indeed not in vain.

He walked over and reached out and placed his hand on the golden eagle's head, "You will have a mistress in the future. The mansion may be a little busy recently, so you can still go to the Shen family."

The golden eagle squirted and patted the owner's arm with his wings.

"Let's go," Luo Henglu patted the golden eagle's head again, and it was a bit lost.

The golden eagle spread its wings and flew out. When it flew to the Duke of Wei's Mansion and stood on the stone table, it scared Shen Qingci.

"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 wanted to leave? The golden eagle brought his letter a few days ago, and the few words that Luo Henglu wrote in the letter.

He said he was leaving, and he was grateful for her help.

She thought she would never see this carving again, why, is this back?

"Is your master sick?" Shen Qingci stretched out his finger and poked the feather on the golden eagle's head, but one of them was poked down. When the golden eagle saw that his hair had fallen, he screamed in squeal. The little eyes felt very resentful.

Shen Qingci picked up the feather, "It's spring, everything is revived, and you're going to shed hair."
Chapter completed!