Chapter 510

Su's father and mother had guessed about this before when they were in Dongcheng, but Su Qinghuan wasn't there at that time, and they never met Su Qinghuan again.

"Maybe the son of God can really love only one person according to his own heart, but what I want is not only love, but also only love."

There are indeed many infatuation seeds in emperors of all dynasties, and even those who marry palace maids 17 years older than themselves are regarded as the love of their life. However, because he also shoulders the responsibility of emperors, there is not only this concubine in the palace.

……

"I see what you mean."

Murongchen took a deep breath.

"I've been thinking about this answer for a long time. I never need a woman next to me. What if I say, I can?"

“……”

Su Qinghuan stared at the man in front of him. At the moment, he even felt that murongchen was strange.

"What... What?"

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"I said, what if I only marry you in my life? The sun and the moon prove that they will never bear each other."

Seventy two imperial concubines in three palaces, six courtyards and six courtyards are just the thoughts of others. He never liked such a life.

Having been to murongchen, I naturally didn't pay much attention to it.

At the moment, looking at the strange atmosphere of murongchen and Su Qinghuan, as parents, I can't see that this young talent likes his daughter.

"Qi Da is not even......"

Su's father sighed and shook his head at Su's mother.

"My daughter is a fierce person who can't stand grievances. An immortal like Shizi is afraid that even if huan'er can marry into Yongchang palace, he will inevitably have to restrain his temper, even..."

Su's father didn't dare to say any more, but seeing Su Qinghuan's respectful and polite face towards murongchen, the meaning of alienation has been revealed, which may not be disliked.

But... I can't even like it.

Such a family, you do not have a matching family, do you really think it is easy to marry into a happy life?

These four words sound pedantic, but in fact, there is still a reason for it.

At least, in the case of equal families, the mother-in-law family will generally look up to some more. Even if the daughter is really wronged, the mother's family can support her.

However, if Su Qinghuan really marries into the Yongchang palace and becomes a side imperial concubine, others will envy her all their life. They are small families of the Su family and businessmen. They may not even give their daughter a head. On the contrary, they will only increase their dislike.

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Su's mother didn't understand this truth. She just saw that murongchen looked so beautiful and liked her daughter so much. Su's mother inevitably felt that it was first-class satisfaction to have such a son-in-law.

Su's mother held Su's father's hand reluctantly.

"It's all right. I don't dare to think of Xiao's dream of marrying his daughter into the palace as a princess. I just hope huan'er can be safe and happy in his life and have a long happy life."

Nine times out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory. In fact, being happy and healthy for a lifetime has surpassed countless people.

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After thanking the visiting guests, Su Qinghuan closed the door of Su's silk shop. At that time, through murongchen's recommendation, she bought a courtyard behind the silk shop, which was very convenient.

At the moment, everyone else had finished walking. Su Qinghuan looked at murongchen who had been standing at the door. She hesitated for a few seconds and brushed her body slightly towards murongchen.

"Murong Shizi, do you have anything else to do?"

"Just look at the two couplets you put."

Murongchen looked at Su Qinghuan's two words in front of the silk shop. He had seen Su Qinghuan's handwriting. On the water conservancy map presented by Su Qinghuan to the magistrate of Dongcheng, Su Qinghuan used small block letters with hairpin flowers.

It's dignified and delicate, but the small block letters with hairpin flowers are more rigid. The words written by Su Qinghuan have a taste of dancing in chains.

Just like those scholars who take part in the scientific examination, even if they have thousands of favorite calligraphy in their hearts, in the end, they can only write in Pavilion style or regular script, just because every stroke is like printed, which makes people understand at a glance.

Today, the two couplets outside the door seem to be written by men. Their brush strokes are wild and uninhibited, and their cursive spirit is romantic. It is difficult for ordinary people to write such moving calligraphy.

But murongchen had a hunch that the word was written by Su Qinghuan.

"Miss Su, let me guess. You are also the one who wrote the couplet, aren't you?"

"The son of God is really smart. I admire him."

Su Qinghuan was a little surprised at the moment.

She looked at the man's slightly provoked Phoenix eyes, and only felt that the endless stars contained them. At the moment, the sparkling attracted people to explore what was hidden behind the star river.

"Shizi, how did you guess? You've seen another picture of me? But the handwriting should be very different."

"This word has your character."

Murongchen's indifferent face had some appreciation that he didn't know at the moment.

"If the small block letters of Zanhua on that day are like your appearance, the running grass of today's couplet is more like your soul."

However, after a short acquaintance, he had seen that Su Qinghuan was a woman with a soft exterior and a hard interior.

Even though the appearance is typical of the women in the south of the Yangtze River, there are tens of millions of wild horses in her heart. She will only act according to her own nature and will not be manipulated by other worldly customs.

“……”

Su Qinghuan didn't expect to hear such words in murongchen's mouth,

If murongchen didn't want to sit in the seat of the ninth five-year-old, perhaps Su Qinghuan would really think about how to become a spouse with each other.

After all, there are too few bosom friends who can know and cherish each other.

The girl looked at murongchen with determination.

"I didn't expect the son of God to describe me like this, but Qinghuan didn't know how to answer."

"Am I wrong?"

It's not wrong, just because... That's right.

……

Murong Chen's eagle eyes locked the girl. His eyes showed a strong aggressiveness at the moment.

The man suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed the stone lion in front of Su Qinghuan.

"Qinghuan, I don't want to force you anything, but I hope you understand. At least, I understand you. And the man in the world is better than me murongchen. I dare not say there is nothing in the world, but at least, I'm not bad."

This good description is naturally too modest.

Facing the man's sudden approach, Su Qinghuan's eyelids jumped. She did not lose her manners too much, but bowed her eyes respectfully and arched her hands with a sigh.

"Let the people's daughter say a word. I'm afraid Qinghuan may not be suitable for the requirements of a spouse in the eyes of the son of God, and the standard of a spouse in Qinghuan's heart is not the son of God."

"Just because you think I won't love you only?"

"I..."

Murongchen narrowed his eyes.

"Don't prevaricate me with some perfunctory words and answer me directly."

"No."