The Submissive Emperor

40

In front of Pingjianghou's mansion, the second uncle and the eldest aunt were ready to go. The journey is far away, and with the female relatives, it is natural to set off early and try not to go at night as much as possible.

"Uncle, aunt, take care all the way." Lou Jing looked at the two relatives, very sad.

Xu Che patted Lou Jing on the shoulder, "Be careful yourself. Tell us as soon as you encounter anything. If it doesn't work, go to Lingnan. The second uncle has nothing else to do. This gun will definitely protect you."

Lou Jing nodded, and personally tied the strap of the cloak to the second uncle. When the weather turned cold, he had to ride a horse all the way, and put on the cloak to keep out the wind and cold.

"Zhuoyu," the aunt took Lou Jing's hand and sighed again and again, before saying, "You and His Royal Highness the King of Fujian, if you are still a minister, you have always had ideas, but... the aunt still thinks , You should marry a good wife to continue the incense for the Lou family."

Lou Jing chuckled her lips and chuckled, "I have my own opinion on this matter, so please don't worry about my aunt."

"Hey, how can I rest assured?" Mrs. Ping Jianghou was very worried. Seeing that winter was approaching, there was no one beside Lou Jing who knew the heat and cold. NS."

In the early morning, Luotangfang was very quiet. They stood in front of the gate of the vast Pingjiang Hou Mansion, the autumn wind rustled, and they couldn't hear other people's words after five steps, and they were not afraid of being heard.

"But my aunt said it's okay." Lou Jing helped her elder aunt into the carriage and let her sit by the carriage and talk to him.

"Although you were married to the prince as your wife, it was only forced by the situation," the elder aunt looked at Lou Jing, a little surprised. "My aunt still hopes you can live a peaceful life, not asking for power, but for a long life. Years old, if your father doesn’t care, your aunt will tell you a good relationship."

Lou Jing was stunned, unexpectedly his aunt would say so. Presumably, my aunt saw that he and Xiao Chengjun were still a little bit disconnected, worried that he was committed to that person for power, and couldn’t help laughing. It’s not bad to be unconnected, but now, it is His Royal Highness that the King of Fujian has committed himself to him. In any case, he can no longer Married.

Thinking of this, Lou Jing knelt on the ground and looked up at his aunt and said: "The nephew does not want to deceive his aunt, but he is already attached to him. If one day gets what he wants, Jing will still Marry that person."

Mrs. Pingjianghou took a breath, "Inflict evil!"

"Ambitious!" Second Uncle Xu Che was standing behind him. Hearing this, he stepped forward and lifted Lou Jing up, rubbing the top of his neatly combed hair, "A good man loves him." The hatred is clear. If you don't want to marry a wife, you won't marry. If you don't want to marry a wife, you will insult a good girl from another family."

"Second uncle, don't add fuel to the fire," Mrs. Pingjianghou became even more worried when she heard the words. "Nothing, I can't control your second uncle. Make your own decision." After finishing speaking, she sighed and got into the carriage. , Put down the car curtain and stopped talking to the stubborn **** outside the car.

Lou Jing blinked and looked at Xu Che beside him. No one knows why the second uncle refused to marry his wife. I heard that the uncle had beaten the second uncle several times with a stick, but he couldn't put him on the groom's robe.

Xu Che was a little uncomfortable when he was seen by his nephew. He coughed slightly, turned on his horse, flicked the silver spear, hung it on the victory hook, and patted Lou Jing on the shoulder.