Chapter 702 As long as it's you, I'm happy with both good and bad
Mo Jinchuan was still nervous about how to explain, and when he heard her words, he was stunned.
The next moment, a suspicious blush crept up her cheeks.
His voice stuttered a bit, a rare occurrence. "Yan Xi, this is in broad daylight. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to do this."
"Is it inappropriate?" Song Yanxi sneered, "When the prince suspected that I was in love with someone else just now, why didn't you think it was inappropriate?"
Mo Jinchuan: "I..."
Before he could say anything, Song Yanxi interrupted, "Even Jiaojiao can understand this, but it takes a lot of effort to explain it to the prince."
I still remember that day when the little girl secretly asked her whether she liked her father when no one was around, her big eyes like black grapes were full of excitement.
Without even waiting for her to answer, she asked herself, "Jiaojiao is such a fool, how could mother not like father?
She must be in love with you, that’s why she’s willing to marry Daddy.”
Even children of any age understand this truth, but he doesn't know it?
I don't know whether he really doesn't know or he is pretending.
Catching a glimpse of Mo Jinchuan's complicated expression, Song Yanxi asked impatiently, "What is your Highness waiting for?"
As she spoke, her gaze slowly lowered.
It's not necessary for her to do it herself, right?
Mo Jinchuan felt his cheeks burning intensely, and he managed to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth, "I can do it myself."
His slender fingers slowly rested on the belt, his posture was stiff, and his fingertips were trembling slightly.
If you don’t know, you might think that I was being forced to do something immoral.
Song Yanxi, who was watching coldly from the side, was the flower thief who forced the boy from an innocent family. She was also a cruel person who had no sympathy for women.
She tried to hold it back, but in the end she couldn't help it anymore and asked with a frown, "I asked the prince to take off his pants, why did he untie his belt?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Jinchuan's face flushed, and his hand shook as he pulled the belt off.
With a "swish" sound, the fine silk broke into two pieces in his hands.
Looking at the uneven fracture, they both fell silent.
Song Yanxi: "I..."
Mo Jinchuan: "I..."
They both stopped talking at the same time and said in unison, "You should speak first."
Song Yanxi looked at the belt in his hand, coughed lightly, and said, "Your Highness, please take off your pants. I want to use silver needles to clear the meridians in your legs to prevent unbearable pain when it rains in the future."
As she spoke, she turned her back and said, "Your Highness, please do as you please."
Mo Jinchuan's eyes were full of regret as he looked at Song Yanxi's back. It didn't feel right to explain at the moment, and it felt even more inappropriate not to explain.
Xier wouldn't think of him as a gangster?
Even if they were engaged, it would be reckless for him to act like this in front of her.
After hearing no movement from the person behind him for a long time, Song Yanxi spoke with difficulty, "Your Highness, is your hand hurting?
If it's really inconvenient, I can do it for you."
Mo Jinchuan came back to his senses and said hurriedly: "Don't bother, I can do it myself."
After the misunderstanding just now, he was already too embarrassed to see her, so how could he let her undress for him personally?
Although he is a bit thick-skinned, he is not unwilling to give up anything.
Thinking of what Song Yanxi had just said, Mo Jinchuan apologized, "Xi'er, I'm sorry, what I said just now was inappropriate, please don't take it to heart.
If you feel unsatisfied, you can beat me or scold me as you please."
Song Yanxi said coldly, "Your Highness is the son of a phoenix and a dragon, and your status is naturally noble. How dare I offend you?"
Mo Jinchuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.
What does Xier mean by this?
Could it be that...
Before he could think any further, he heard Song Yanxi's cold and melancholy voice, "If Your Highness says something inexplicable again next time, I will really prescribe a prescription to help you recover."
Mo Jinchuan was stunned and said subconsciously: "Xi'er, I feel that my body has been fine recently and there is no need for conditioning."
"It's necessary." Song Yanxi opened the needle bag and said without looking up, "Although liver fire is not a serious disease, it is still good to regulate it.
This is to prevent my casual words from taking on multiple meanings in His Majesty's ears."
Mo Jinchuan's face was filled with shame, and he said sincerely: "Xi'er, I didn't mean it."
Song Yanxi: "I know."
Sensing the nervousness of the person in front of her, she raised her eyes, met his dark and inexplicable ones, and repeated, "I know everything."
Without waiting for Mo Jinchuan to speak, she raised her hand and took his hand, her voice gentle and firm, saying: "I am attracted to the prince as a person, regardless of what you have done.
Whether it's saving the dying or protecting my country, I'm happy for you, good or bad."
Hearing her heartfelt words, Mo Jinchuan couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and said in a happy voice: "Me too."
Feeling the slowly tightening hand, Song Yanxi took the opportunity to pull her hand out and reminded him in a cold voice, "Your Highness, please speak less of those ambiguous words in the future.
I can’t guarantee that I will take any of their words seriously.”
Mo Jinchuan said without hesitation: "Of course."
As he spoke, he immediately asked, "How old is cousin Qinghe this year?"
Song Yanxi: “…”
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Looking at the pile of portraits of women on the table, Song Yanxi frowned and asked, "So, when the prince asked about my cousin Qinghe's age yesterday, was it so he could pick out a girl of the right age for him?"
Mo Jinchuan nodded, picked one of the paintings and unfolded it in front of Song Yanxi, explaining, "This is the second daughter of the Ren family. She is very beautiful and proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting."
Seeing that Song Yanxi didn't say anything, he thought she didn't like it, so he picked out another one.
Seeing that it was Qiu Ling's portrait, he put it away without saying a word and said calmly, "This girl is still young. It won't be too late to discuss her marriage in a few years."
Seeing that Mo Jinchuan wanted to continue searching, Song Yanxi hurriedly stopped him.
She asked helplessly, "Your Highness, the daughter of an Imperial Censor and the daughter of a Dali Temple official, do you mistake your cousin Qinghe for the heir of a marquisate?"
For the Yan family today, it is difficult for them to even dream of such a family.
Even if the other party's parents, after weighing all factors, finally reluctantly marry their daughter off, it is still unfair to the girl.
With their status, they could obviously find a family of equal status and marry into it, and no matter how big or small, they would become the wives of officials.
What? Isn’t it better than marrying into a merchant family?
Although her living expenses after marrying into the Yan family would not be worse than those of the other ladies, and there would be no intrigues between mother-in-law, daughter-in-law, and sisters-in-law, her status would still be far lower if she could tell others about it.
Especially those girls who have been competing with their sisters since childhood, how can they bear being ridiculed by their sisters as being the wives of merchants in the future?
Those who can look at things in a positive light are actually very few.
Even now, it is difficult for her to remain indifferent when encountering things that are closely related to her.
Not to mention, they are just young girls who have just come of age, so it is normal that they cannot accept it.
Understanding Song Yanxi's meaning, Mo Jinchuan chuckled and asked, "Xi'er hasn't even asked these girls, so how do you know they don't want to marry?
What's more, the Yan family is now regarded as a very prestigious family in the eyes of the people in Beijing."
Song Yanxi couldn't help but frown, and instead of answering, she asked, "Your Highness hasn't asked these girls in person, so how does he know if they are willing?"
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