Chapter 90 Emperor Teacher (30)
The girl's steps stopped, and she lowered her head and moved to the emperor step by step.
The little girl smiled flatteringly, "Father, what's the matter with your name Erchen?"
A soft, soft voice with a hint of coquettishness.
The emperor's eyes twitched, and he felt goosebumps all over his body.
What's the tone of this dead girl?
He blew his beard and stared, "You can be normal to me!"
"Go and sit over there, since I'm here, I just happen to have something to tell you."
The emperor stretched out his fingers and pointed to the chair opposite Shen Qingjue.
"..." Chu Yanhuan sat there according to his words, with his legs together obediently, as obedient as he looked.
Shen Qingjue sat opposite her.
It was rare for the girl to feel a little embarrassed. She lowered her beautiful big eyes and did not look at the person opposite.
Shit, what's the matter!
Ever since Chu Yanhuan came in, Shen Qingjue's eyes never left her, she just stared at her so quietly without blinking.
The young man's snow-white fingers put down the teacup in his hand, then pressed against his light-colored thin lips, and coughed twice.
A morbid fragility flashed across the beauty's face.
Chu Yanhuan raised her eyes and glanced at Shen Qingjue, and then she paused.
This, why is this person like this?
She seems to be getting weaker and weaker, a proper sick beauty.
Four eyes facing each other.
Still Chu Yanhuan was thick-skinned and spoke first, "Shen Xiang, long time no see."
Shen Qingjue was taken aback.
He didn't expect that Chu Yanhuan would take the initiative to talk to him.
The young man was stunned for two seconds, lowered his thick curled eyelashes, and slightly cupped his hands towards Chu Yanhuan, "Princess."
The emperor sitting above was stunned.
What's the matter?
He nearly ripped off the little beard he had left.
After clearing his throat, the emperor looked at Shen Qingjue, then at Chu Yanhuan, and said solemnly: "Now that things are like this, tell me what to do!"
Shen Qingjue lowered her eyes slightly, and her light-colored thin lips parted lightly, "It's up to you to handle it."
Chu Yanhuan glanced at Shen Qingjue, then raised his beautiful and delicate face, quietly looked at the superior emperor, and said seriously.
"Father, it's not entirely Shen Xiang's fault for this matter, there's nothing to say about dealing with it."
"Erchen thinks, let's just pretend this never happened."
The emperor slapped the table, "Nonsense!"
Chu Yanhuan stared at the emperor very seriously, his red lips lightly parted, "What do you think about the emperor?"
The emperor was taken aback by his daughter's question, then paused for a while, "In my opinion, I am going to give you a marriage, after all, you are all..."
Among other things.
He was still satisfied with Shen Qingjue being his son-in-law.
Chu Yanhuan shook his head, "My son will not marry."
She refused very simply.
Not a joke at all.
Shen Qingjue, who was sitting across from him, heard the words, his eyes trembled fiercely, his fingers tucked in his sleeves tightened, and his complexion became even paler.
Chu Yanhuan continued: "Shen Xiang and I only had a relationship that night. That night... it was just a love between men and women. I didn't care, and Shen Xiang didn't have to worry about it."
"I didn't have anything to do with you before, and I won't have it after that."
After speaking, Chu Yanhuan saluted the emperor and left the imperial study.
The imperial study fell into a dead silence.
The emperor thought and said, "You heard it too, it's not that I'm not open-minded, it's really that Xiao Jiu doesn't want to."
The young man on the opposite side kept pursing his lips, slightly drooping a pale and beautiful face, sitting quietly, as if he had become a statue.
Shen Qingjue suddenly leaned over and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The emperor suddenly felt pity for him.
This kid also really loves Xiao Jiu miserably, but emotional matters cannot be forced.
Xiao Jiu is heartless, and there is nothing he can do as a father.