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Chapter 127 Plan ahead

"It's a blessing in disguise?" The princess of the county wiped his tears and looked at him angrily, "What kind of blessing can you get? Come back with a beautiful lady, let me hold my grandson earlier?"

Chu Chen smiled and said, "When I recover from my illness, I will marry a beautiful lady. But I will agree to it first..."

He looked up at his father and then at the princess. Chu Chen whispered: "I want to make the decision on my lifelong affairs by myself. Don't let anyone arrange it for me. Can my father and mother agree to me?"

Anyway, even if he can't agree, his marriage will not be decided by others.

Say hello in advance so that your parents can be mentally prepared.

"Your marriage?" The princess of the county was surprised. He obviously didn't expect that he would suddenly talk about this. He hesitated for a moment and turned to look at his husband.

Born in the royal family, it is probably not an easy task to do your own marriage.

The Qing prince subconsciously frowned, as if he had guessed his son's thoughts, and understood why he had made this request, but he didn't ask anything.

After only a moment of silence, he nodded: "As long as you can really get better, you will be the only way to decide on the marriage."

As for the emperor and the empress dowager...

If they really want to get involved, the prince who led the troops would still have some weight to speak.

"Thank you, Father." The boy smiled happily, just like an ordinary 18-year-old boy, with clear eyebrows and bright eyes and handsomeness.

He has not yet been involved in the intrigues in the court, nor has he been involved in the blood on the battlefield.

So simple and easy to satisfy.

The Prince of Qing silently closed his eyelids, and couldn't help thinking that with Cang'er's identity, simplicity may not necessarily be a good thing.

"You." Seeing that his son was happy, the princess laughed.

But I couldn't help but have some thoughts in my heart, Cang'er... Isn't this like Miss Zixi?

Although I have saved my life, I have only known each other for a few days... Oh no, Zixi said they have met before, so when did my son fall in love with Zixi?

Where is Miss Zixi?

Did she simply treat Cang'er as a patient, or did she also like Cang'er?

The Qing prince and his wife began to think about this issue in their minds.

...

Zixi didn't know that the weak boy had taken advantage of his illness and began to make plans for future marriage.

Leave time for the Qing prince and his wife to talk to their son, she returned to Lianyixuan, walked to the desk, picked up a pen and wrote some medicinal herbs on the paper, and handed them over to Qiuyan.

"Now go grab the medicine." She said, "Catch it back and grind it into powder."

Qiuyan took the order and left.

Zixi stood quietly in front of the desk for a while, looked out the window, and it seemed that many things would always happen in the season when the leaves were withering.

Bypassing the desk, Zixi walked into the inner room and sat down alone on the soft couch.

Thinking of the poison in Chu Chen's body, she couldn't help frowning.

If possible, she wouldn't want to see this boy hurt at all, but if her judgment was not wrong...

Relaxing, Zixi leaned against the soft couch and looked out the window with her head in her arms, and the scene of her previous life appeared in her mind.

The cold and cruel blood became an indelible tiny color in memory, the man bent his knees and bent his spine.

The sound of the bone breakage seemed to echo clearly in my ears...
Chapter completed!
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