Chapter 1322: Duo'er's Panic
"I know, you must think that Princess Shadow Moon is here today, if I follow, it will affect the interaction between you. By the way, didn't she take some bullshit decree last time, saying that she wanted to come and kiss her?" Is it true? Since it is a marriage, it must have a political purpose. For Shengchen Kingdom to rule the world, all civil and military officials will definitely support it, and Ah San may not necessarily object when the time comes. Yingyue Ba, who carried the sedan chair, married into Prince Chen's mansion, didn't she?"
The more Qian Duoduo thought about it, the more she felt that her reasoning was getting closer to the truth, and the last time Yingyue was so confident in biting Long Muchen to marry her as a concubine, she must have been fully sure.
There was an inexplicable panic, which gradually sprouted from the bottom of my heart, like a broken silk thread, getting bigger and bigger.
Her little hand stroked her flat belly, half a month later, there was still no movement, Qian Duoduo couldn't help feeling flustered and feeling inferior.
When a woman gets scared, she just thinks all kinds of things, is difficult and unreasonable, and Qian Duoduo is no exception.
She jumped onto the chair with a bang, waving her legs and feet wildly, shouting while jumping.
"You just despise me, don't you, so you want to take advantage of this opportunity of the two countries getting married, and have no choice but to be forced to accept a side concubine. In fact, you don't want to leave, don't you?"
Long Muchen had no idea why the little thing's reaction was so intense, just as he was about to coax her to explain, the butler's voice sounded outside the door.
"Master, it's time for the palace banquet, and the carriage is ready. Can we prepare to enter the palace?"
Long Muchen looked at the sky, and he was about to be late for half an hour. It's not good for him to be late for this kind of large-scale event where the two countries receive envoys.
He turned around and took a coat, and while he was tying it, he said casually; "Duo'er, don't think about it, this king doesn't have such thoughts at all, you should rest well and wait for me to come back, um."
Afterwards, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the dormitory, and called to the door: "Get ready to enter the palace."
Qian Duoduo stood on the chair, watching Long Muchen's back turned, tears fell down patter.
Ever since the matter of Little Tudou was brought up, Long Muchen has been extremely impatient every time.
If it was before, no matter how unreasonable she was, he would try everything to make him happy, but now, he only left a back view of himself.
He said he didn't care about his children, but Qian Duoduo knew it very well.
In this country where there are three kinds of unfilial piety and no heirs are the greatest, who is really calm when faced with the possibility that he will have no heirs?
"By the way, Duo'er, this king will discuss some matters with the third child in the palace tonight, come back later, you should go to bed first."
Long Muchen walked to the door, and wanted to add another sentence, but just as he finished speaking, he heard a faint sobbing sound from behind him.
Turning around in doubt, he saw the little thing squatting on the chair, with his arms around his knees, his small face buried in his chest, and his shoulders trembling slightly.
There was a look of pitiful grievance and weakness all over her body, which made people feel distressed.
He hurried back and carefully picked up Qian Duoduo from the chair.
When holding up her little face, seeing the little girl's eyes were red, crying like a big tabby cat, Long Muchen felt his heart was cut by a knife in an instant, and pulled together in pain .