Chapter 338 Can I Really Only Marry One?

Li Yuzong, who was standing at the door, saw it, took a deep breath, and lowered his head silently.

Zhao Mingyan raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "When did you come here?"

Jiujiu only now remembered the rules and said crisply, "Greetings to His Majesty the Emperor. Long live the Emperor."

But the little guy was sitting in Emperor Wu Su's arms, and his greeting was also fake.

Zhao Mingyan looked at her cute little pink face and resisted the urge to pinch it.

Said: "Didn't we agree before that there is no need for these formalities between us?"

Jiujiu raised his little head, then lowered it again: "That's what I said, but..."

Zhao Mingyan asked: "But what?"

Jiujiu said embarrassedly: "My mother has married someone else, so the agreement between us is no longer valid."

The smile on Emperor Wu Su's lips froze.

Jiujiu counted on her fingers and said, "Only the one who marries my mother can become my father and become a family with us."

Zhao Mingyan's chest rose and fell several times before he said, "Did your mother say that?"

Jiujiu shook his head and said, "No, I said it."

The little girl raised her head and looked at the magnificent palace which was more than ten times larger than the Wei family's.

Jiujiu's little body leaned softly against his chest and called out expectantly.

"Your Majesty."

Zhao Mingyan hummed and raised his eyes to signal the two people who were listening to their conversation in the hall to leave quickly.

Lu Juan and Duan Mingfeng hurriedly stood up, bowed and left the hall, then they heard a childish voice.

The backs of both men froze.

"Can you marry more people, mother? Can you really only marry one?"

Lu Juan clenched his fists and tried hard to restrain himself from laughing out loud. Duan Mingfeng was startled and coughed.

Li Yuzong waved a whisk at the door, urging them to leave quickly.

From his perspective, he could clearly see how creepy Emperor Wu Su's expression was.

The hall returned to silence. Zhao Mingyan's expression changed unpredictably. Finally, he sighed a few times and rubbed the little girl's hair.

Jiujiu also imitated him and sighed, "Is it really impossible?"

Zhao Mingyan said in a low voice: "It is against the law."

Jiujiu learned a lot of laws in the study, some of which were about marriage.

She had doubts about this for a long time, and asked with her eyebrows furrowed.

“This law is unreasonable, so can’t it be abolished?”

Emperor Wu Su asked, "What's unreasonable about that?"

Jiujiu said unhappily, "Why can women only marry one man, but men can marry many?"

"The Emperor has so many concubines in his harem, and my mother only married one. So, she is at a disadvantage."

Emperor Wu Su's eyes darkened. Some things are not as simple as children think.

Jiujiu patted her chest and said, "In the future, I will definitely marry eight or ten people. If I get tired of living here, I will move to another family. If I miss someone, I will live with that person."

This time, it was Zhao Mingyan's turn to frown.

He stared at the little girl, whose little face was still full of innocence and cuteness, and was thinking about getting married.

He had to find some time to ask if there were any bad boys getting close to Jiujiu in the upper study.

Gurgle gurgle.

A sound came from the rumbling stomach, echoing in the empty Qinzheng Hall.

"Li Yuzong, serve the meal!"

Li Dazongguan, who was guarding the door, quickly led the palace servants in and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I have been waiting for a long time. The imperial kitchen has just prepared a few dishes. Please try them."

Jiujiu stared intently at the food box held by the palace maids, and leaned forward, almost sticking her face on it.

Seeing that the little girl was about to turn into a little hungry wolf and was very hungry, the emperor felt amused but also felt distressed.

Zhao Mingyan glanced at him and said, "You are becoming more and more lazy in your work."

Li Yuzong quickly lowered his head: "It's all my fault."

After the meal started, Jiujiu showed off his amazing appetite. He gobbled up a bowl of water chestnut soup in no time, stuffed cherry meat in his mouth, and stared at the osmanthus shark fin.

Zhao Mingyan stopped holding the chopsticks and asked suspiciously, "How much does a child of this age eat at each meal?"

Li Yuzong looked hesitant, he didn't know either, as he had never taken care of such a young child before. But being able to eat should be a blessing.

"Why don't I send someone to ask the palace servants who serve the young prince?"

Zhao Mingyan said directly: "Go to Qianyuan Palace and bring Yuanheng here."

Li Yuzong took the order and withdrew.

Zhao Mingyan took the towel and wiped the sauce off the corner of Jiujiu's mouth, frowning slightly and said, "Don't you have enough food to eat at the Wei family?"

Jiujiu swallowed the cherry flesh in her mouth, licked her lips, and said, "Aniang and Lanzhi won't let me eat more."

She stretched out two fingers and gestured, saying, "You can only eat this much at most."

Zhao Mingyan placed all the dishes that the little girl liked next to her.

He only took a few bites and then put down his chopsticks. He just watched Jiujiu eat, which seemed like a real enjoyment.

When Yuan Heng came in, a look of deep surprise flashed across his black eyes.

One is that Jiujiu appeared in the imperial palace, and in the Qinzheng Hall. Second, her father, who was always indifferent to others, looked at her so gently.

He knelt down and greeted, "Your Majesty, your son, greets you."

Zhao Mingyan said: "Get up, sit down."

When Jiujiu saw Yuan Heng coming, she pushed the two remaining pieces of cherry meat in front of him and blinked her big eyes in a flattering manner.

"Your Highness, eat."

This is her favorite dish among the whole table. It is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fresh and delicious.

But Yuan Heng didn't move at all.

Because this was the first time the father and son met after Emperor Wu Su "awoke".

Yuan Heng sat upright in the chair, his chin slightly raised, without looking around, and without any response to Jiujiu's words.

Li Yuzong put the dishes and chopsticks in place and stepped back.

Zhao Mingyan glanced at Yuan Heng, tapped the table with his finger, and said, "Let's eat first, and we'll talk later."

Only then did he move his chopsticks, his eyes moving slightly longingly across the red cherry flesh in front of him, but he still picked up a piece of the Vietnamese chicken in clear soup.

Jiujiu picked up the plate directly, put a piece of meat into his bowl, and put the last piece into her own mouth.

There is no need to be pretentious, the food tastes delicious and sweet.

Yuan Heng lowered his eyes and looked for a while, then put the piece of cherry into his mouth. His black eyes instantly became brighter.

The father and son's dining manners and postures were very similar, equally dull.

With a little girl who is eager for food around, the atmosphere at the table became more lively.

Jiujiu touched her bulging belly, turned her head and raised her little face towards the emperor.

Zhao Mingyan immediately understood, curled his lips, took the towel and wiped the oil off the corner of her mouth.

This action made Yuan Heng look slightly stunned. When had his father ever been so gentle?

Jiujiu's eyes rolled around, and she picked up a clean towel, pulled Yuan Heng's arm, raised her lotus-root-like little arm, and put it to his mouth.

Yuan Heng stopped the handkerchief and stepped back.

Jiujiu stood on the chair like a female tyrant.