mtlumby2d Chapter 441 The North is Notorious
Chapter 441 The North is Notorious
Little Li stretched out his hand to cover the bloodshot eyes of Guanglu Doctor, and said in a dazed manner:
"Don't worry, sir. There is nothing Her Royal Highness wants to do that she cannot accomplish. Your son will definitely be included in the dowry list."
After saying that, when Little Leo stood up, the smile on his face faded, the indifference in his eyes disappeared, and he returned to his usual state of concentration on his work.
The young eunuchs had already set up the long table and stools, and placed the pens and ink.
Little Lizi walked past the pale-faced ministers and came to his master.
"Master, it's cold outside. Please go in first. I'm here for you."
As he spoke, Little Li took out a hot water bottle from his sleeve and handed it to his master. After Qi Deyuan took it, he felt much warmer.
Qi Deyuan glanced at the long table that had been set up and whispered to Little Li:
"Your Majesty, have you tacitly approved these adults' dowry and marriage?"
"I don't know either. Your Majesty just said to record it first, in case it's useful later."
As for what it was used for, His Majesty did not say, so they naturally could not make random guesses about the emperor's intentions.
"Then just remember that we are going in to serve the Holy Emperor."
Qi Deyuan finished speaking and looked at the sky. It looked like the weather was about to get worse. He turned around and said to Little Li:
"Remember to retreat quickly. It's freezing cold out here. There's no need to waste time with them."
"Yes, I understand."
Qi Deyuan didn't even glance at these civil servants who had made it to the top of the officialdom. When he entered the Yangxin Palace, he heard the sound of chess pieces falling and realized that His Majesty and Her Royal Highness the Princess were playing chess.
It's inconvenient to disturb you. I went back to the back hall and started preparing tea and breakfast. Your Majesty hasn't had breakfast yet.
This game of chess lasted for a long time. Both sides were masters of chess. They had played against each other frequently over the years and had a good understanding of each other. Liang Chongyue could sometimes predict what move his scumbag father would make.
Liang Chongyue had just eaten two bites of pastries in the morning when he was summoned by his scumbag father. He had been playing chess for a long time, so it was inevitable that he was a little hungry.
"Your Majesty, you haven't had breakfast yet. It's already three quarters past nine. Would you like to have your meal served?"
Qi Deyuan came out from the back hall holding a cup of hot tea. Liang Chongyue could smell the scent of the milk tea in Qi Deyuan's hand from a distance.
Milk tea is not enough to satisfy her hunger, she wants to eat now.
"Father, let's put this game aside for now and have dinner first."
Upon hearing this, Liang Zhan put the black piece he had just picked up back down, slapped his big hand on his thigh, and said to Qi Deyuan:
"Then serve the meal."
"Yes, slave, go right away."
Qi Deyuan was very quick. As soon as Liang Chongyue washed her hands, the table was already full of food, mostly her favorites.
"You are used to the meals in Yikun Palace. Change your taste today and accompany me to taste the food in the Imperial Kitchen."
Liang Chongyue served food to his scumbag father with a proper smile on his face:
"When I was following your father's teachings, I often ate with you in the Yangxin Palace, enjoying meals prepared in the imperial kitchen."
Liang Zhan glanced at the meal on the table, which looked and smelled inferior to the food at Yikun Palace. He then glanced at Chongyue who was serving the dishes.
"What you ate before was all prepared and sent to you by the chefs of Yikun Palace at the request of your mother. You have only eaten dishes from the imperial kitchen a few times in your entire life."
Liang Chongyue paused while serving the soup. He hadn't expected that his mother could be so meticulous and attentive to the meal.
"You all go down."
Qi Deyuan and his men left the Yangxin Palace. Liang Chongyue ate the meal in front of her silently. The taste was okay, but it was still a little worse than the one in the Yikun Palace.
"The new king who ascended the throne in the North not long ago is rumored to have a single blue eye and a long snake always accompanying him. Chongyue, do you know him?"
Finally getting to the point, Liang Chongyue swallowed the food in his mouth and said casually:
"I saw him at the border. I was soft-hearted and saved him, but I never expected that I would just let a tiger go back into the mountains."
Liang Chongyue had no intention of hiding the truth from his scumbag father. His scumbag father had spies all over Da Xia. Yan Yang's blue eyes were so special that even if he hid it now, he wouldn't be able to hide it forever.
Liang Zhan seemed to have not expected that Chong Yue and the King of the Northern Territory were actually old acquaintances. A flash of surprise flashed across his eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and he continued:
"He said he's willing to give the entire North as a betrothal gift and asks you to marry him as the Princess of the North. Are you willing?"
The scumbag father asked directly. Liang Chongyue felt that the air around him froze for a moment after the scumbag father asked the question.
Liang Chongyue was no longer afraid:
"I've already said that if he truly wishes to offer the entire northern border as a betrothal gift and submit to Great Xia, I will naturally be willing to travel north to marry him."
Liang Chongyue finished speaking, put down her bowl and chopsticks, and looked at her scumbag father solemnly, forcing her to put down her bowl and chopsticks like her and look at her:
"Father, I am supported by the people of the world. I know what I should do and understand my responsibilities."
"If I alone can bring about lasting peace and tranquility for the future generations of the Great Xia, I will naturally be willing to do so. This way, the soldiers will also have less bloodshed and sacrifices."
When the love was deep, it seemed as if the battlefield of that day was reappearing before Liang Chongyue's eyes, and the moment when Xiang Jingchuan fell in front of her.
Liang Chongyue was dressed casually today, with no makeup on her face, and looked a little haggard, but her beauty could not be concealed. Her eyebrows were delicate and her eyes were deep, with only the corners of her eyes showing a wet red.
Liang Chongyue picked up the milk tea and toasted to the scumbag father:
"If your son marries and leaves far away, will your Majesty miss you?"
When she said this, Liang Chongyue's voice was choked with an imperceptible sob. She never cried when she was injured during martial arts training in the past. She didn't cry even when the wounds on her back were all rotten.
Now there was a tear in the corner of the moist eye, and when the big eyes blinked, the tear spread to the red corner of the eye.
Liang Zhan couldn't stand seeing Chongyue like this the most, so he didn't pick up the teacup to clink glasses with her immediately. Instead, he closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and sighed deeply before picking up the teacup and casually clinking it with Chongyue's.
"The Northern Royal Family is ruthless and merciless. My hundreds of thousands of cavalry can flatten the Northern Imperial City. I will not trade a princess for peace. Not your sister, and not you."
After Liang Zhan finished speaking, he took a sip of the still hot tea.
Liang Chongyue smiled happily at his scumbag father. In fact, he was not surprised by his current attitude.
The previous emperor also believed the lies of the northern royal family in the past, and later suffered heavy losses from being deceived.
The North is already notorious, and that won't change with a new king.
What's more, it's empty talk like "the country is the bride price".
But Liang Chongyue was also very curious. If she just gave Yan Yang a casual compliment, he would dig out his eyes and send them to her.
If he wanted to marry her, even offering the entire country as a betrothal gift, how far could he go?