Jun Mohan knows that the more the wind does not let him interfere in these things, there must be his reason. His father insists, he can only listen.
He talked to his father for a while before he ended the conversation.
According to his father, Jun Mohan raised the people he sent to check back from the world.
Although he had doubts, he was also worried that his intervention would make trouble for his father.
When Jun Mohan returns to his bedroom, his eyebrows and eyes are warm as spring.
He bowed his head and kissed Feng Sujin's forehead with satisfaction. He thought that a wedding would be held immediately. He proved the relationship between the two people in front of the world and could give her a better one. His heart was also full of expectation.
He thought, don't tell her for the moment, then give her a surprise.
Should we propose first?
Jun Mohan has a plan in mind. He goes to the base of the dark Pavilion of the capital and holds a meeting overnight.
The high-level of the dark Pavilion is like facing the enemy. They are sitting in danger and waiting for you to do less.
Jun Mo cold fingers gently tap the desktop, and then let nightstar put every document on everyone's desk.
Night star's face is also a little strange, he said: "you look at the documents on your desk, you can express your opinions on the spot, need to add, you can go back to write a plan."
All the senior managers listened to the words of the night star, and felt how the task was so formal.
When they open the file, they are really stunned.
This is a proposal, and there is something to be added to the wedding ceremony.
This This...
This is the first time that we have ever met such a task.
Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't dare to look at Jun Shao.
Jun Mohan looked at the faces of all the people, and he opened his mouth and said, "everyone will say the most romantic plan you think, and write it down. A good person will be the steward of my wedding ceremony!"
After listening to this sentence, everyone's eyes brightened, some even glowed green.
That is to say, this plan is for junshao and his wife?
Then what they write well will be accepted, and they will have a chance to officially attend junshao's wedding?
Now everyone has a feeling of eager to try.
Jun Mohan has no idea about these things. He doesn't touch women on weekdays. He doesn't understand what they like.
But he just wanted to give Feng Sujin the best and most romantic.
So people are looking forward to all kinds of good romantic plans.
At the meeting, all of us spoke positively and said what we knew.
Jun Mohan is listening carefully no matter what you say.
He will write down the useful ones and surprise Feng Sujin.
After the meeting, Jun Mohan came back with elegance and dignity, and the look between his eyebrows and eyes was soft.
All he thought about was how to give his family the best.
Feng Sujin wakes up in the middle of the night. She is used to leaning by her side and looking for the cold breath of Jun mo.
But the whole bed was empty and still cold. Feng Sujin woke up and sat up with cold sweat on her forehead.
She turned on the lamp, opened the quilt, and went downstairs with her hair scattered.
In the evening, there are servants on duty in the king's house. When they see the little lady running down in such a hurry, they are worried and say, "little lady!"
"How little are you?"
"When you come back, you may have something to leave again."
Feng Sujin's pale face is better, but she still insists on going out of the building and waiting for her husband.
Maybe it's because of the previous assassination, if Feng Sujin can't see Jun Mohan in the middle of the night, she can't help worrying.