Chapter 818

"People are their father's children." Jiujiu held Yang Lin's arm and played a coquettish role, which made Yang Lin Meng a mess.

After pinching Jiujiu's soft little face, Yang Lin whispered, "you're not young anymore. It's time to find someone to take good care of you."

Yang Lin said, holding Jiujiu's hand to the table. Jiujiu found that the desk with the documents had already been full of portraits.

There are at least 50 statues on the table, and so is the emperor's selection of concubines.

Seeing Jiujiu looking at the statues on the table, Yang Lin said, "these are the best young talents in Kyoto. Take a good look at what you like. If you like it, just tell your father that your father will let you marry a good husband."

Yang Lin's tone is firm, as if as long as Jiu Jiu likes each other, the other party will agree with joy. Such confidence makes Jiu Jiu quite sad and laughing.

Not to mention that she is still young now, even if she is really old, with her rotten Street reputation, no one will be willing to marry her. I'm afraid it's forced by power. According to Yang Lin's nature, Jiujiu can't marry out, but the man can only be a burden.

At present, it is a great shame to be redundant. If the man lost such a big person, how could he be sincere to Jiu Jiu.

Jiujiu just glanced at the portrait in a hurry and took back her sight. Facing Yang Lin's eager eyes, she pursed her lips and said, "there is no man in the world who can have a father who is so good to me. My daughter doesn't want to get married. She just wants to stay by his father."

Hearing Jiujiu's words, Yang Lin was both happy and sad. It was good for his daughter to accompany him, but he was already in his fifties and his body was much worse than before. Whenever the weather changed suddenly, his old injury would hurt faintly.

Jiujiu is still young. When she and her hair are young, she is afraid that she is old. If she doesn't take advantage of her health to find a suitable husband for Jiujiu, until he is weak, it will be late

Even if he wanted to leave Jiujiu in his heart, Yang Lin said against his heart, "there is no girl in the world who doesn't marry. Don't be shy. Just tell your father if his words don't work, and your cousin, he will make you happy."

Yang Guang is violent and greedy for women. Even his own sister will do it. However, he loves Jiujiu's pet for some reason. Yang Lin is pleased and satisfied with this.

How absurd Yang Guang is in the palace, he can't control it, but if he dares to offend Jiujiu's head, don't blame him for turning his face ruthlessly.

Yang Lin has been running for the great Sui Dynasty all his life. When he comes to Jiujiu, he naturally hurts like a pearl like treasure. Even his most beloved brother can't, let alone Yang Guang.

Looking down at jiujiujiao's soft face, Yang Lin's heart, which had experienced wind, snow and blood, softened in an instant,

Yang Lin's tone could not help but become soft: "dad knows you can't give up me, but he still lives here after marriage. It's almost the same as now. It's just that there's one more person who loves you and loves you. Why don't you want to get married."

Jiujiu holds Yang Lin's big hand, lowers her head and says: "Dad, I don't know my current reputation. Don't you know that there are so many people in Kyoto who are willing to marry me? Even if they are really willing to marry me, you can be sure whether he marries me because he likes me or because he is afraid of dad. You and your cousin marry me. It's so hypocritical. Don't mention it. My daughter doesn't ask for anything. Just ask dad to be with me all the time."

Yang Lin's Obsidian eyes suddenly contracted and suddenly looked sideways at the housekeeper.

The housekeeper was smart by Yang Lin's bloody eyes. As soon as his legs were soft, he knelt to the ground.

"But who is chewing the root of his tongue in front of you?" Yang Lin's fierce eyes stared at Jiujiu's little face like an eagle's eyes.

Jiujiu slightly tilted his head, avoided Yang Lin's sharp sight, and said in a lonely tone: "who in Kyoto doesn't know that Princess Ping'an is ugly and violent. If he is a little unhappy, he will fight and kill. Dad really thinks that if the people in the palace are silent, I will really don't know?"

Thinking of the rumors outside, Yang Lin's tough eyebrows frowned slightly, and his angular face was full of anger: "what a Yuwen child..."

If it weren't for the messages that Yuwen Jackie Chan wore, how could his Xuan son be said like this? When he thought about it, Yang Lin wanted to chop Yuwen Jackie Chan into minced meat.

"Dad has nothing to say about him. Besides, people who like me will like me no matter what I become. If they don't like me, even if I'm as beautiful as heaven, I'm not as good as a small flower on the side of the road in his eyes. Dad's kind intention xuan'er understands that it's just a change of heart. It's better to stay in the palace than give me my life to a stranger I've never met."

Listening to Jiujiu's precocious words, Yang Lin's heart is even more painful. He wants to beat Yuwen Jackie Chan now.

Jiujiu held Yang Lin's hand, rubbed his little face, and said softly, "did my father ever use the pills I asked him to send?"

Yang Lin shook his head: "not yet."

After discussing the state banquet with Yang Guang yesterday, he went back to the house and went to sleep. He got up at noon and began to be busy with Jiujiu's marriage. How can he have time to take the pill.

Besides, he can't understand his body. He has no choice but to calm down and take good care of himself. Since he knows it's better, why take those useless pills.

Jiujiu frowned slightly, glanced at Yang Lin and shouted to fifteen standing outside, "fifteen, give me the pill."

Fifteen took out the purse containing the pill from his arms and handed it to Jiu Jiu.

Jiujiu opened her purse, took out the pill, handed it to Yang Lin's mouth and said in a coquettish way, "I passed a pill begged by a temple last time. It's said to be good for my health. Dad, eat it quickly. If you eat well, I'll ask for it next time."

Hearing that Jiujiu asked for the pill for herself in the temple, Yang Linxin softened, opened his mouth and swallowed the pill. He raised his hand and rubbed it on Jiujiu's cheek: "Dad is in good health. If it really works, you can eat it yourself."

Yang Lin touched the top of Jiujiu's hair and motioned to the housekeeper to put away the small picture on the table. Looking at the installed small picture, Yang Lin sighed long and said in a melancholy tone: "since you don't want to, forget it. I have palace affairs to deal with later. Fifteen, send the princess back."

"Yes, my subordinates."

Yang Lin had already taken the pills. Jiu Jiu said goodbye and left with 15.

Only a few days after seeing Nanke in Biyun, the willow branches by the pool have revealed their tender green and look particularly bright on the gray branches.

Jiujiu stepped up to the bottom of the willow branch, looked at the fifteen behind him, smiled and said, "fifteen, if I want you to marry me, would you like to?"