The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

Chapter 464 Tantai Mo Kisses Song Zhao on the Cheek

But Emperor Yuanchun also knew that he had no reason to ask Song Zhao to give him the lotus.

After all, this is Song Zhao's person, he can't marry Song Zhao to Nanyue, and wants Song Zhao's dancer.

So what has he become?

No matter how crazy Emperor Yuan Chun was to Rong'er, he still had to maintain his imperial demeanor.

It would be fine if Song Zhao was not in a hurry to get married, he had plenty of reasons to ask Furong to come, but——

Xu Shi sensed Emperor Yuan Chun's thoughts, and the South Vietnam Mission panicked.

The chief envoy immediately said, "My lord, should you sign this letter?"

Emperor Yuanchun cleared his throat, and said grandly, "I suddenly feel that Princess Zhaoyang is still young, so she is really not in a hurry to get married."

The head of the mission looked gloomy.

"Emperor Dasheng, have you backtracked?"

Emperor Yuanchun couldn't hold back his face.

Song Zhao said obediently, "Your Majesty really doesn't want your minister's daughter to marry? Your Majesty is really willing to accept such good conditions from the Nanyue Kingdom. You won't blame the minister's daughter for affecting the overall situation afterwards, right?"

No matter how good the conditions are, how can they compare with the reborn and returned Bai Yueguang?

One can imagine where the balance in Emperor Yuan Chun's heart tilted.

Perhaps losing the friendship between Qin and Jin in South Vietnam and the culture of Gu land is a great loss.

But Dasheng's background is no worse than Nanyue's. The reason why he agreed to get married was more because he was worried that Song Zhao and Si Yu would get mixed up.

However, at this moment, Emperor Yuanchun's love has returned.

How could he have the time to deal with Song Zhao's love?

So Emperor Yuanchun pretended nothing of the matter, and said brazenly, "Don't marry, don't marry, I was just teasing you before."

"My lord—" Empress Gu almost gritted her teeth, and said in a low voice, "Princess Zhaoyang splashed red wine on the contract, and she has already offended the Nanyue Kingdom. If she goes back on her word again, it will make Nanyue even more unhappy!"

Before Emperor Yuanchun spoke.

Song Zhao followed the interface, "I was impulsive just now, and now I am a little regretful. In order to make up for it, why not take Furong to South Vietnam—"

Emperor Yuan Chun's eyelids twitched, and he made a decision on the spot, "Well done, well done!"

Queen Gu, "..."

Everyone, "..."

This face has changed, I am afraid it is not from Shu County?

"Your Majesty, Great Sheng!" The South Vietnamese mission was furious.

Emperor Yuanchun said, "Isn't this signed yet? Please understand that the old emperor of Nanyue is not much younger than me, and he really doesn't match up with my Dasheng Zhaoyang princess. I really can't bear it!"

Everyone, "..."

Silently glanced at the delicate Fu Rong.

Why don't you say that you spoil other people's little girls with your old wrinkled face?

The possessiveness on their faces makes them blind.

"Dasheng thinks that I, Nanyue, are easy to bully?" Tantai Mo's expression turned cold.

That extremely handsome face was shrouded in a bone-piercing coldness.

When Song Zhao heard this sentence, the corners of his mouth curled up inexplicably, a little more ruthlessly.

She was standing opposite Tantai Mo.

The man sat with his back straight like that, with narrow and deep eyes, three-dimensional brow bones and clear outlines, smooth and noble, and when he spoke, his brows and eyes released the fierceness in his bones.

The plain-handed Buddha passed the contract spread on the table,—tear it.

The strings in everyone's minds tensed up.

Song Zhao arrogantly tore up a piece of paper contract, and the crumbs fluttered down one after another, all falling on Tantai Mo's body.

"Please go back and tell you Nanyue emperors that the real friendship is to be negotiated in person. Instead of insulting Dasheng with this paper contract."

Tantai Mo raised his chin, deep in his eyes, a turbulent and ruthless blood burst out.

But after hearing Song Zhao's words, he calmed down the fluctuating emotions in his eyes and returned to the abyss-like silence.

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