"He is originally a father's child." Jiujiu hugged Yang Lin's arm and acted softly, making Yang Linmeng a mess.

After pinching Jiujiu's soft little face, Yang Lin said softly: "You are not young anymore, so it's time to find someone to take good care of you."

After Yang Lin finished speaking, he held Jiujiu's hand and walked to the table. Jiujiu then realized that the desk where the documents were originally placed had already been filled with small figures of characters.

There are at least fifty small statues on the table, and the emperor chose a concubine.

Seeing Jiujiu looking at the small statue on the table, Yang Lin said, "These are the best young talents in Kyoto. You should take a good look at whether there are any ones you like. If you like, just tell your father that he will let you marry a good husband."

Yang Lin's tone was firm, as if as long as Jiujiu fell in love with the other party, the other party would agree happily. Such confidence made Jiujiu quite amused and cry.

Not to mention that she is still young this year, even if she is really old, with her reputation as a scattered street, no one would be willing to marry her. If she can marry her, it is probably all forced by power. According to Yang Lin's temperament, Jiujiu naturally could not marry, and could only marry into a man.

Now, getting married is extremely embarrassing. If the man loses such a big person, how could he be sincerely good to Jiujiu?

Jiujiu just glanced at the little statue quickly and withdrew her gaze. She faced Yang Lin's earnest eyes and pursed her lips and said, "No man in the world can be as good as my father to me. My daughter should not marry, she just wants to stay by her side."

When Yang Lin heard Jiujiu's words, he felt relieved and a little sad. It was a good thing for his daughter to accompany him, but he was in his fifties now and his body was already worse than before. Whenever the weather suddenly changed, his old injuries would ache.

Jiujiu is still young, and when she and the hairpin are afraid that she will be old. If she doesn't find a good husband for Jiujiu while she is still healthy, it will be too late to wait until his body is weak.

Even though he wanted to keep Jiujiu in his heart, Yang Lin still said against his will: "There is no girl in the world who never gets married. Don't be shy. Just tell your father that if it's not good, if it's your cousin, he will definitely make you happy."

Yang Guang is violent and greedy for women. Even his own sister will do anything. However, for some reason, he is very fond of Jiujiu, and Yang Lin is relieved and satisfied with this.

He doesn't care how ridiculous Yang Guang is in the palace, but if he dares to offend Jiujiu, don't blame him for turning against him.

Yang Lin spent his whole life working for the Sui Dynasty. When he got a daughter like Jiujiu when he was old, he naturally felt as if he was as cute as a pearl. Even his beloved brother would not do it, let alone Yang Guang.

Looking down at Jiujiu's soft little face, Yang Lin's heart that had experienced the wind, snow, blood and rain suddenly softened.

Yang Lin's tone couldn't help but soften: "Dad knows that you can't bear to leave me, but he still lives here after marriage, which is almost the same as now. It's just that there is one more person who loves you, so why don't you want to get married?"

Jiujiu held Yang Lin's big hand, lowered her head and said, "Dad, don't you know my reputation now. There are so many people in Kyoto, how many people can marry me? Even if you really want to marry me, can you be sure that he married me because he likes me or because he is afraid of Dad, you and your cousin. It's okay if you don't want it, your daughter doesn't ask for anything, just asks my father to be with me all the time."

Yang Lin's obsidian-like eyes suddenly contracted, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the butler.

The butler was so clever that Yang Lin looked at the bloody look, and his legs were weak and he knelt on the ground.

"But who is gossiping in front of you?" Yang Lin stared at Jiujiu's little face with his sharp eyes as fierce as an eagle's eyes.

Jiujiu turned her head slightly, avoided Yang Lin's sharp gaze, and said in a lonely tone that could not be concealed: "Who doesn't know that Princess Hei'an is ugly and violent in appearance. If she doesn't like her, she will shout and kill her. Dad really thinks that if I let the people in the palace be silent, I will really not know?"

Thinking of the rumors outside, Yang Lin's tough eyebrows frowned slightly, and his angrily angry face: "What a Yuwen boy..."

If it weren't for the messages that Yuwen Chenglong wore, how could his Xuan'er be said to be like this? When Yang Lin thought of this, he wished he could chop Yuwen Chenglong into minced meat.

"Dad's words are nothing to do with him. Besides, those who like me will like me no matter what I become. If I don't like me, even if I am as beautiful as a fairy in his eyes, I am not as good as a little flower on the roadside. Dad's kindness Xuan'er understands in his heart that it's just that human hearts change. Instead of giving my life to a stranger I have never met, it's better to stay in the palace all my life."

Listening to Jiujiu's precocious words, Yang Lin felt even more sore and wanted to beat Yuwen Chenglong up now.

Jiujiu held Yang Lin's hand, rubbed her face upside down, and said softly: "Has Daddy used the pills I asked the 15th to give?"

Yang Lin shook his head: "It hasn't been used yet."

Yesterday, after discussing the state banquet with Yang Guang, I went back to the mansion and fell asleep. I woke up at noon and started to be busy with Jiujiu's marriage, so I didn't have time to take the pills.

Besides, he still can't figure out his body, and there is no other way except to calm down and take good care of it. Since he knows that it's not going to be better, what's going on to take those useless pills?

Jiujiu frowned slightly, gave Yang Lin a look, and shouted to Fifteen who was standing outside: "Fifteen, give me the pill."

Fifteen took out the purse that was filled with pills from his arms and handed it to Jiujiu.

Jiujiu opened her purse and took out the pills, handed them to Yang Lin's mouth, and said coquettishly: "Last time I passed by a pill requested by the temple, it is said that it is good for the body. Daddy, eat it quickly. If it is done well, I will ask for it next time."

Hearing that it was Jiujiu who asked him for the pills in the temple, Yang Lin felt soft and opened her mouth to swallow the pills. He raised his hand to rub Jiujiu's cheeks and rubbed him: "Dad is in good health. If it really works, you can take it yourself."

Yang Lin touched Jiujiu's hair and signaled the butler to put away the small statue on the table. Looking at the small statue covered, Yang Lin sighed long and said in a melancholy tone: "Since you don't want it, then forget it. I still have the palace servant to deal with it later. Fifteen, I will send the princess back."

"Subordinates obey the order."

Yang Lin had already taken the pills, Jiujiu said goodbye and left with Shiwu.

It has only been a few days since I saw Nan Ke in Biyun. The willow branches by the pond have already spitted green, which is particularly eye-catching on the gray branches.

Jiujiu accelerated her pace and walked under the willow branch, looked at the fifteen who was following her and said, "Fifteen, if I want you to marry me, would you like?" (To be continued)
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