Without waiting for Jingjing to think, General Xiahou sighed and said, "The Ninth Prince's legs are inconvenient to walk on. Although they are not bad looking, although their literary and martial arts skills are very good, but …" "After all, we can't walk. Father never thought that the first one he would ask for would be him …"

"Leg, leg, or leg inconvenience?" Jingjing's eyes widened as she looked at General Xiahou in disbelief.

Ninth Prince Li Yue was actually … A person with a handicap in his legs?

Regret flashed across General Xiahou's face as he nodded. "That's right. Otherwise …" "What a good candidate."

With a sigh, General Xiahou said, "Ye Qian, don't be too hasty with this matter. Let's wait a little longer or we can both think it over."

Jingjing smiled: "Is this how Father returned to the King?"

General Xiahou nodded. "Give your answer in two days." However, I see that Ninth Prince seems to be sincere and doesn't seem to be faking it. "

Jing Jing was a little absent-minded as she fell into deep thought.

"Father, what happened to the person I told you to look for?" Jingjing suddenly remembered that the day before yesterday, she had dragged General Xiahou to find Ye Chong for her.

General Xiahou's expression was slightly dispirited. "We can't find it."

Jingjing nodded.

When she had met him before, she had not been his real face.

Now that she had reached an agreement with the masked man, and that he wouldn't let her meet him again, perhaps she had changed into another human skin mask.

She had never seen his true face in the first place, so it was hard to say if she would ever see him again.

But what could he do?

Ye Chong was not very familiar with her, and it could be said that it had nothing to do with her, right?

"However, the person that I've sent out has discovered something strange." As General Xiahou spoke, he looked at Jingjing strangely.

"What is it?"

"Someone from the Central Plains is looking for us."

General Xiahou looked at Jingjing seriously, "Furthermore, it seems to be someone from Nangong Xiu's residence. It seems to be someone sent by the Crown Prince's consort."

Jingjing's heart skipped a beat and she excitedly grabbed onto General Xiahou's sleeve. "Really?!"

Towards Jingjing's surprise, General Xiahou was a little worried, "Ye Qian, you keep telling me that when you went to the Central Plains, did you provoke the imperial family?"

"Hmm? "Why do you say that?"

"Otherwise …" Those people who were looking for me, why would they have the same picture as you? Moreover, it's not good to see the portrait of the Spring Lady in the Central Plains. "

General Xiahou said sincerely, "I heard that Nangong Xiuxiu is very charming and handsome. His kung fu is very high. He's a man with talent …" However, he was very loyal to the Crown Princess.

"…" Jingjing stared speechlessly at General Xiahou.

Could it be that he thought … His daughter had gone to the Central Plains and hooked up with Nangong Xiu, his senior sister's current husband?

After that, did Senior Sister send someone over to cause trouble?

In the eyes of General Xiahou, Jing Jing's appearance was even more suspicious.

That was because when she said that Nangong Xiu's people had come, she was exceptionally pleasantly surprised.

Then, when she said those suspicious words, she became speechless.

If that was the case, what else could it be if not a guilty conscience?

"..." Father, you have too much imagination. It would be a waste not to write novels. "

The corner of Jingjing's mouth twitched. She seriously looked at General Xiahou and said seriously, "I don't have any intentions for Nangong Xiu. I have never seen him before."

No matter what, that Nangong Xiu could be considered to be his brother-in-law.

How could she?

As he thought about it, he found it funny.

Wasn't this General Xiahou too adorable?

"Really?" General Xiahou still didn't quite believe her as he asked Jingjing.

Jingjing nodded affirmatively, "Father, I swear I won't."

General Xiahou Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly. When he saw that Jing Jing's eyes were clear and clear without a trace of doubt, he nodded and said, "Alright, I'll trust you for now."

Jingjing took a deep breath. She originally wanted to beg General Xiahou for permission to meet the person Senior Sister had sent to tell her that she was here.

However, if he did, it would arouse General Xiahou's suspicions and misunderstandings.

Secondly, even if Senior Sister found her, what use would it be?

If the masked man hadn't returned the bag to her, she and her senior wouldn't have been able to return to the twenty-first century.

Sigh …

Jingjing sighed and said to General Xiahou, "Father, we should come here to discuss the matter of the ninth prince."

"Ugh …" General Xiahou hesitated for a moment, seemingly quite pleased with his attitude.

He looked at Jingjing and seriously said, "Originally, the secret of the Wang family couldn't be randomly revealed, but because I knew you were going to marry into the Royal family, I had already prepared some homework for you, remember?"

These were naturally things that the masked man did not know. Naturally, Jingjing was not prepared and did not speak.

General Xiahou continued to say, "Child, I believe you're very fond of fun. You probably won't remember."

Jing Jing let out a sigh of relief, grabbed General Xiahou's sleeve and shook it. She said in a sweet voice, "I didn't know anything before. Father will tell my daughter again, okay?"

General Xiahou's heart was filled with joy as he heard the soft voice and looked at the two dimples on the corner of his daughter's lips.

"As for the other princes, I won't talk about them for now. I'll only talk about this ninth prince."

"His name is Li Yue. His literary skills and martial arts are excellent, but not good at all …"

"Father is talking about his legs?" Jingjing asked.

General Xiahou nodded. "That's right."

Jing Jing thought for a moment and said, "Although he said that looks aren't important, but in the end, it's still legs. I'm afraid that in the future it will be inconvenient, let daughter think about it."

General Xiahou said, "Yes, we need to think about it carefully. Perhaps other princes will come to propose marriage, but we haven't had the time yet."

Jing Jing nodded. Seeing that her son had arrived, she said to General Xiahou, "Father, you should go take a rest. Your daughter will naturally tell Father when she has made up her mind."

General Xiahou told her to rest well, to get up, and to leave.

Jing Jing quickly said, "Father, your daughter is sick and doesn't want to see others … …"

"Understood."

With Xiahou Ye's status, there would naturally be many people who would come to watch after receiving such heavy injuries.

Jingjing did not want to reveal any flaws when dealing with those people.

The night sky was clear.

Occasionally, a night owl would fly by, leaving behind a miserable cry or two.

Jingjing gazed out the window at the starlight with a slightly entranced look.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, and a black shadow flashed before his eyes.

A familiar silver light covered a tall figure and a cold voice sounded, "You were too careless. I thought you were a smart person! "

The ice on the windows had been moved from the master bedroom in huge clear glass vats, and fortunately it had been damaged.

Glass vats were large and small, and there were six of them in the room.

Two large ones were placed at one of the entrances and one near the screen.

Four small ones, each at the window.

The window was ventilated with fresh fruits of all colors.

When the wind blew, the sweet and greasy smell of fruit wafted in the air.

Two large ones with purple grape wine on them.

Jing Jing couldn't sleep, she was momentarily entranced by these things, she couldn't help but get up.

He took a detour behind the screen and picked up a translucent and carved cup, pouring out a cup of purple liquid.

Under the moonlight, the ice-cold, transparent wine cup was filled with a purple liquid that emitted a faint, milky white smoke. Everything made for a beautiful sight.

Just as the wine cup reached his lips, he felt that something was wrong.

Jingjing slowly turned her head, looking at the silver mask that she hadn't seen for a long time, and softly said, "I thought you had forgotten, I almost thought that I could choose my 'husband'."

Facing such mockery, the masked man was not angry.

He just took the wine that Jingjing had just poured, and poured himself a glass of wine as if he was familiar with the process. After slightly shaking it, he put it into his mouth.

Jingjing imitated his actions and took a sip.

The icy sweet taste slid down his throat along with the mellow scent. The sticky ointment on his face didn't seem to be that annoying anymore.

The masked man snorted coldly. "The best things are indeed in the Xiahou Family."

"Did you come here tonight to talk about this?"

Jingjing was a little doubtful, from the sound of it, why did she feel such hatred?

Was it an illusion?

This was a leader who was resentful towards his subordinates. Just who was this person …

The masked man seemed to realize that he had lost his composure. He took a deep breath, and the pair of black eyes on the specially made silver mask seemed to be able to bewitch people. "I'm here to tell you, how should I reply to your father tomorrow?"

"Oh? Who do I like? " Jingjing wore an expression of surprise and couldn't help but to ask.

"Ninth Prince, Li Yue!"

Jing Jing slightly frowned, "He might have other motives, or he might... Just for a moment, what if you see the scar on my face? "

The masked man said coldly, "The moment I saw you drink wine, I knew your injuries were fake."

He took a deep breath and felt the anger of being cheated, "He's not an idiot. Sooner or later he will know and be seen by others. Why haven't you made up your mind yet? All your hard work will be in vain."

Jingjing was slightly surprised, she didn't expect this person to be so observant.

He had actually found a flaw in such a small matter.

"Alright then." Jingjing compromised.

He pursed his lips and spoke with the fragrance of wine. He said lightly, "If you still want your item, then don't make your own decisions next time!" Ye Qian, have you thought about it? "

General Xiahou looked in disbelief at his daughter who had brought him here so early in the morning.

Jingjing heavily nodded her head, "Daughter has thought it through!"

Jingjing took a deep breath and tried her best to be serious as she said, "Daughter has already thought about it, even if there is a prince coming to propose, I'm afraid it's because I want father's rights so I've thought it through and come to propose."

"But, the Ninth Prince is different. At that time, because he heard the words of his father and his highness, he requested for a marriage. This means that this person is sincere."

"Even if there's a trace of sympathy, it's still better than those with other motives."

Jingjing had originally been making things up. As she spoke, she actually brought out the truth and said to General Xiahou, "If marrying into the royal family is the fate of my daughter, then maybe Ninth Prince Li Yue will be my daughter's best home!"