After being teased by the crown prince

"So I really don't want to marry the person he arranged, Your Highness Philip, please help me..." Luo Pei'er said pitifully.

Philip was silent for a while, and said, "I am willing to help you, Your Royal Highness."

"Yeah!" Luo Pei'er laughed happily.

The palace, the main hall.

Luo Tingmiao sat on the throne and looked at the documents in his hand. Two years later, he became taller and more handsome, his outline was deeper, and his whole demeanor was more stable.

He lowered his eyes, and held documents with his slender fingers. He leaned on the throne, his legs in suit pants were slender and straight, and the maid who was serving at the side peeked at him, her face flushed.

Steward Wen strode in and said, "His Royal Highness."

Luo Tingmiao raised his head and said, "Steward Wen, have you found Pei'er?"

Butler Wen said: "Just now the little princess took the initiative to contact me, and she said that she has found a marriage partner."

"Nonsense." Luo Tingmiao frowned, and Butler Wen shuddered.

Luo Tingmiao turned over a page of the document and said, "The boyfriends she dated in Spain were either very philandering, or spies from other countries, and there was also an ex-girlfriend who had experienced domestic violence! That's why I came forward again and again, Peier probably I think I'm a control freak."

Steward Wen said: "The little princess doesn't know the details of those people, so naturally she doesn't understand that His Highness is protecting her..."

Luo Tingmiao sighed, and said: "Even if she was born to the side concubine, she is still my third sister. How could I not love her?"

Butler Wen said: "The little princess said that her boyfriend this time is a prince of a country, so he is a good match."

"Prince?" Luo Tingmiao raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, let's hold a royal feast tomorrow, let Pei'er bring her boyfriend back to have a look, and don't inform the media. I don’t want the whole country to know about it.”

"Yes, His Majesty the Emperor." Butler Wen said with a smile.

Meanwhile, distant Portia.

In the baby room, Jackdaw teased Arthur with a toy. The one-and-a-half-year-old boy sat on the carpet and cried loudly, completely ignoring him. Helpless, Jackdaw said with some breakdown: "Why can't you coax Arthur? Arthur, don't I'm crying, I think Ziyun usually teases you like this?"

Arthur stopped crying, looked at Jackdaw with his big black and white eyes blinking, and said, "Ziyun!"

The child's voice was crisp, but Jackdaw broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly said, "What Ziyun? Philip, your father's name is Philip! Quickly, read to me, Philip!"

Little Arthur stretched out his tender hands and shouted happily: "Ziyun!"

"It's not Ziyun, Philip!!"

"Ziyunziyunziyunziyunziyun!"

"Philip!!" Jackdaw looked at Arthur's tender and lovely face, wanting to cry but not tears.

Country T, evening.

The air in the palace was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the royal family held a feast. Luo Tingmiao was wearing a suit and a ribbon, and walked through the long red carpet. He was tall and straight, and his appearance was as handsome as a sculpture.

Luo Tingmiao led the guards into the main hall and sat down. Butler Wen poured him a glass of red wine and said, "His Royal Highness, the little princess and the prince will be here soon."

Luo Tingmiao nodded, picked up the red wine glass, sitting next to the royal relatives, they chatted with Luo Tingmiao, outside the palace, Mo Ruoqing walked towards the palace with his guards, he had black hair and skin He looked fairer in the night, his face was exquisite and beautiful, and his complexion improved a lot. He was wearing a dress with a big purple silk bow tie.

He walked slowly towards the brightly lit palace, and the guard behind him said, "Master Marquis, we seem to have retreated."

"It's okay, Ting Miao will wait for me." Mo Ruoqing turned her head and smiled, "The protagonist is always the last to appear, isn't it?" Mo Ruoqing didn't pay attention to the road ahead, and bumped into a person.

"I'm sorry..." Mo Ruo turned his head lightly, but stood there in shock. He saw Lu Ziyun standing in front of him, with long shoulder-length hair. shallow smile.

His appearance is still so delicate, and his temperament is even more charming than two years ago.

"Lu, Lu Ziyun? How is it possible...?!" Mo Ruoqing's tongue seemed to be knotted, but the man smiled at him, as if he didn't know him.

Wearing a green evening dress and a pearl necklace, Luo Peier took the man's arm and said, "Marquis Mo, please be careful when you walk. This is my fiancé, Philip, the second prince of Portia."

"So you are the Marquis Mo, and you are as good as the rumors say." Philip said politely, looking at the man in front of him.