After the queen got the emperor's consent, she almost couldn't wait to start selecting candidates.
Li Yuheng opened his clothes and sat down, with calculation in his eyes, "The status of these two people does not need to be too high, and they do not need to be from the king, but it is best to look similar to Wen Jinhe."
The queen's raised mouth suddenly froze, and she looked at Li Yuheng with a troubled face, "Heng'er, it's easy to find any kind of official girl. She looks similar to Princess Che. Her face is not ordinary."
There is no such beautiful woman in the entire Beidi Kingdom. It is impossible to outshine her in appearance.
Li Yuheng's face was solemn and his tone was very serious: "My son knows that this matter is a bit difficult for the mother. But now they are husband and wife, and Wen Jinhe's ability is so outstanding. Although the businessman's matter will not be brought to the table, the mother must also know how important money is."
The Queen sighed and couldn't help but sigh, "Every time Princess Che comes to pay her respects, I feel that she is arrogant. If I had known this, I should have given you the title of concubine. Since you are an imperial merchant, I will ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to re- Selection.”
Li Yuheng stretched out his hand to indicate that this matter was inappropriate, "Can the queen mother choose a better choice than the current imperial merchant? The people in the palace are accustomed to the items they use now. If we go back to the past, I am afraid that before my father is dissatisfied, The people in the harem began to complain."
The queen looked at the full-length mirror, the glass on the window, and the items in the room, and lowered her eyes, "That's right." Even she couldn't get used to it.
Li Yuheng: "The Queen Mother only picks people, and she must take this opportunity to break up the relationship between the two."
The queen nodded. How can there be such a devoted person in this world? Just like this concubine in the harem, the emperor could not stop doting on her in a month.
Kai Wangfu.
Li Junche hugged Wen Jinhe and sat on the chair, playing with the spoon in the soup bowl, "You didn't eat breakfast, so you should have a lighter lunch."
Wen Jinhe was wearing a coat, and his hair was scattered behind him. He had just woken up, and the red mark on his neck was very clear, and it was probably impossible to get rid of it in a short time.
Her voice was a little hoarse: "Don't you have to go to the military camp today?" The quarrel last night was a bit long, and her western limbs were a little sore.
Li Junche patiently fed Wen Jinhe, "I'll have lunch with you first, and I'll be there in the afternoon."
After eating seventy percent full, Wen Jinhe put his arms around Li Junche's neck, pinched the other person's waist with his legs, and bit hard on the other person's neck, "To punish you for disobeying me last night, now carry me to bed. I want to sleep some more."
Li Junche raised the corners of his mouth, looking at Wen Jinhe with increasingly doting eyes, and stood up with his arms in his arms, "I will be back before dinner."
Wen Jinhe hid under the quilt and turned her back to him, coquettishly whispering: "Yes."
Camp in the eastern suburbs outside the city.
Murong Nie followed Li Junche with several generals, "The soldiers and horses to escort Wen Xinghe have been dispatched. I wonder who the prince plans to escort him?"
The soldiers on the school field were training, waving long knives with fierce killing intent.
Li Junche stopped and stared at Murong Nie, "You personally captured Wen Xinghe. You led the troops to escort him and delivered him safely to the envoys of Linyue Kingdom."
Several generals looked at each other in confusion. They just escorted the people to the border between the two countries. There was no need to send General Murong there.
Murong Nie was stunned for a moment, then clasped his fists and ordered, "I obey my orders."
The moment he raised his head, his eyes swept across Li Junche's neck, and his eyes couldn't help but enlarge. They were...teeth marks.
There are teeth marks on the prince's neck. Was it bitten by the princess?
Murong Nie's strange reaction made several other people look over curiously. They suddenly felt a little embarrassed and suppressed a smile.
Li Junche reached out and touched the bite mark. He could feel the clear outline. Her teeth were a bit small.
It was Shenshi when Wen Jinhe woke up from his sleep.
"Ouch." All the people in red clothes jumped over the threshold and stood beside the bed and shouted.
Wen Jinhe was actually awake, but he just closed his eyes and refused to get up. Feeling the plush touch on his hands, he opened his eyes and looked at the bed, "After all, you are a tiger, the king of beasts, not a dog."
After lifting the quilt and sitting up, the cub began to nibble on Wen Jinhe's trousers.
Man Qiu walked in with toiletries and said with a chuckle: "The princess has raised it so well that it can't live without you now."
Wen Jinhe kept scratching Tongtong's chin, "If we don't cultivate our feelings while we are still young, what will we do if it doesn't recognize me when it grows up?"
After washing up, Wen Jinhe walked around the palace for a while. It was so fun to walk the tiger. When it grew up, he would be carried by everyone on his back. If this was done in modern times, it would be trending in searches every minute.
He Shi appeared in front of Wen Jinhe silently, "Princess, this is the news from Lu Yebai."
Wen Jinhe took the letter and opened it. It was sent from Shuonan City. Counting the days, they might have arrived in Northern Nancheng.
Thinking of the unwritten letter yesterday, Wen Jinhe came to the study room, which had been sorted out.
After Wen Jinhe picked up the memorials written by Li Junche and read them, he spread out the white paper, thought for a moment, and then started to write.
When Li Junche came back in the evening, he looked at the three-page letter and asked, "Isn't this language a bit complicated?"
Didn't you say that it was written according to the template of the memorial? The difference seems a bit big.
Wen Jinhe leaned back on the chair and looked up at Li Junche, "I'm asking you if there is any taboo in this letter. I'm not asking you to read the word count."
Li Junche grabbed Wen Jinhe's waist with one hand, lifted him up and put him on his lap, and then the two of them shared a chair.
He picked up the pen and put it on the letter paper and began to correct it.
Perhaps it's because Wen Jinhe comes from modern times, and some of his words are too straightforward. They seem to be fine during normal conversations, but they are inappropriate when written on paper.
And this matter will definitely attract Li Jingxing's attention. He may not only read this letter once, but may also show it to others.
After Li Junche finished correcting it, Wen Jinhe pouted and shook his head in dissatisfaction. He couldn't help shouting, "Your correction is too rigid. There is no emotion in the words, and there is nothing but respect."
The corners of Li Junche's mouth twitched a few times, and his brows relaxed a little, "Although my father is the emperor, there is no need to be too flattering, just be normal."
Wen Jinhe didn't want to refute Bingcube, so she picked up a pen and compared it with Li Junche's revised letter and wrote a new one, "Everyone likes to hear nice things, and my father is used to being aloof, so of course he likes others to put him in a high place. Besides, "Yes, I am the royal daughter-in-law, not a civil servant."
When the ink was dry, Wen Jinhe folded it and put it into an envelope, and wrote the words "Father and Emperor Qinqin" on the outside before giving it to Li Junche, "Hand it in for me after tomorrow morning."
Li Junche pursed his lips and nodded, "Has Lu Yebai arrived in Nancheng?"
Wen Jinhe stood up and said, "Yes." Maybe the memorials from the Thirteen Cities in the North are already on their way.
