After being teased by the crown prince

Luo Tingmiao said indifferently: "I have to get married this year. Compared with the right minister's niece, Lu Ziyun is the best candidate. He has no background, is not a right minister, and can have children. If I marry him, he will be regarded as my father." Will not say anything."

Steward Wen frowned, sighed, and said in a low voice, "From this point of view, Mr. Lu is indeed the best candidate."

"And..." Luo Tingmiao's eyes became deep. When he was nine years old, he experienced a fire. Although he was rescued by Sir Mo's son, Mo Ruoqing, he lost his beloved brother in that fire. Since then, he has had nightmares every night.

But last night, in a nightmare, he felt a pair of gentle hands encircling him, and his heart suddenly felt at peace like never before, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Lu Ziyun's childish face, Lu Ziyun... seemed to have a magical healing ability.

Luo Tingmiao said: "I'll leave it to you to handle the wedding. I will take care of it when my father and Prime Minister return tonight."

"Yes, Your Highness." After Wen Butler finished speaking, he turned and left the office.

In the luxurious room, Lu Ziyun, who had dinner, was lying on the bed with a chubby belly. He looked happy and satisfied, eating so much... He has never eaten so many good things in his life.

The maid came in to clean up. She held a bowl of dessert in her hand and said, "Mr. Lu, this is bird's nest for dessert. You shouldn't be able to eat it, right?"

"Bird's nest?!" Lu Ziyun's eyes lit up, he lay on his back on the bed, waved his hands, and said, "Help me up, I can still eat..."

Helpless, the maid helped Lu Ziyun up.

After eating dessert, Lu Ziyun felt a little nauseous. Too bad, even if it's a good thing, you can't eat so much...

Lu Ziyun was walking in the room to digest food. Suddenly, he heard the sound of a trumpet. Lu Ziyun was stunned. The sound of the trumpet and the sound of neat footsteps reached the door of the room. The door was pushed open, and two guards in royal dress stood upright. At the door, the band stood in two rows, playing trumpets and drums, and someone even released pigeons.

Lu Ziyun was stunned, what's going on?Did he receive such courtesy because he saved their crown prince?

Steward Wen was wearing a formal dress and holding a red scroll in his hand. He walked up to Lu Ziyun, nodded and said, "Imperial Concubine."

"Eh? Eh?!" Lu Ziyun's eyes widened, and he said, "Butler Wen, what do you call me?"

"His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince has already signed the marriage letter, please sign it." Wen Butler unfolded the red scroll, on which were written beautiful words with a quill pen, Lu Ziyun looked carefully, widened his eyes and said: "What? , what do you mean? It says that I want to marry the crown prince and become the concubine of country T?!"

"Yes." Steward Wen smiled gently, "You are our future Royal Highness, and it is the Crown Prince who has taken a fancy to you."

"What? No, don't, how can I be a concubine?!" Lu Ziyun hurriedly waved his hands. He has no background, no money, and he is not a descendant of a nobleman. He is just a commoner. How could the crown prince marry him? ? !

Butler Wen said: "The crown prince chose you. We also sent someone to pick up your adopted son, His Highness Xiaofeng. He is playing in the palace garden now. Please sign the marriage certificate and go to change clothes with the servants, and then go to see His Highness the Emperor and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Lu Ziyun shook her head hastily, panicked: "No, no, I don't sign, it's too strange, isn't your crown prince a man? I'm a man too!!"

Butler Wen laughed and said: "Please rest assured on this point. We have checked that you have a fertile physique. The royal family also has such a precedent. Prince Chen and his wife are politically married. Both of them are men. They It’s just as loving now.”

No, no, is the royal family so open now?Lu Ziyun's mind was in chaos. Suddenly, he remembered the paintings in the room, and hurriedly said, "But His Royal Highness doesn't like me, does he? Isn't the person he likes called... Mo Ruoqing?"