In the past few years, her father has been trying to match her up with Jiang Yanfeng. Even now, she is not sure about it. Relationships need time to cultivate. As for Jiang Yanfeng, she often disliked him when she grew up.
What she hated most in relationships was all the entanglement from others. Zhou Beichen didn't know what his daughter was thinking and thought she was expecting something, so she just kept talking to herself.
"So, Nuannuan is looking forward to that gift now, right?"
Looking up, Zhou Beichen saw expectation in Zhou Zhaonuan's eyes, and Zhou Zhaonuan had a half-smile on her face. This time, the gazes of the father and daughter seemed to be misaligned.
Zhou Zhaonuan pursed his lips and said, "Daddy, what on earth are you talking about? Just don't scare Nuannuan to death."
Zhou Beichen grinned and thought that his daughter, who looked expectant and scared, was very cute. He made a solemn promise.
"I promise to give you a surprise, not a shock."
Zhou Zhaonuan didn't want to believe what he said. Her mind was now filled with the possibility that her father would arrange a marriage for her that day. As for the gift, it might be the prince consort that Zhou Beichen had always imagined, Jiang Yanfeng.
She absolutely could not accept such a gift. Afraid that it would come true, Zhou Zhaonuan laughed it off and asked in a roundabout way.
"Dad, what kind of gift is that? Can you tell me a little bit so I can be prepared?"
Zhou Beichen really thought about it seriously and raised his eyebrows.
"Nuannuan, you are not young anymore. In this dynasty, many women get married at the age of fourteen. Although I am reluctant to let you go, I cannot delay you too much."
Zhou Zhaonuan moved her neck forward, her two big eyes as round as grapes revealing infinite fear. Unfortunately, Zhou Beichen was so absorbed in the world of finding a husband for her that he didn't notice at all.
"Nuannuan, I have always felt that although there are regulations in this dynasty that the prince consort cannot have real power, the rules are dead, but people are alive. I can make an exception for you this time. Some time ago, Jiang Yanfeng came to me with a solemn oath, saying that he wanted to learn martial arts well so that he could protect you in the future."
Zhou Zhaonuan's body shuddered violently, and the smile on her face froze instantly. She covered her face with her hands, "Daddy, please don't, please don't. I just want to stay with you peacefully. It's fine. I don't want to get married."
Zhou Zhaonuan thought she was shy. After all, girls would be shy for a while when they first experienced something like marriage.
He shook his head and said, "If you think Jiang Yanfeng is not good enough, I have seen you get close to Pei An during this period. Moreover, in my opinion, you seem to treat Pei An better than Jiang Yanfeng..."
Zhou Beichen was about to continue talking, but Zhou Zhaonuan immediately stepped forward and blocked Zhou Beichen's chattering mouth with the clean handkerchief.
Her little face turned the color of liver with worry. She clasped her hands together and kept bowing to Zhou Beichen.
"Daddy, my dear daddy, I beg you, please don't mess around with me. I don't like Jiang Yanfeng, nor do I like Pei An. If you really prepare this kind of gift for my daughter's birthday, then I'd rather not have it."
"No, you have to accept it, Nuannuan. You don't know that it took the emperor many years to prepare this gift for you."
Seeing Zhou Zhaonuan looking at him with a reproachful look, the old father suddenly felt sad. At the end, he added a sentence.
"It counts as strategic planning."
Now, Zhou Zhaonuan's eyes widened even more. She felt uncomfortable when she thought about how her father inexplicably allowed Jiang Yanfeng to enter and leave the palace freely when she was ten years old.
There was a moment of silence. When Zhou Beichen saw his daughter looking at him, the grievance she felt at the hands of her own father was about to burst out of her eyes. Only then did he realize what was happening.
"Nuannuan, you're mistaken. The birthday gift your father gave you was something else, not a consort. I have to take a good look at the choice of a consort for you. Only after you agree can I issue an order."
"Is that so, Daddy? Could you please stop panting when you speak? I'm so scared! Not only did you scare me, you also made me so angry. What kind of father is like you? You're always looking for someone for your daughter as if you're afraid she won't be able to get married. Your daughter isn't that bad, is she?"
Zhou Zhaonuan breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest seriously, and saw that Zhou Beichen was looking at her with a stern look.
The little girl smiled awkwardly, quickly got next to him, and pinched his shoulders, "Daddy, I said something wrong."
"Come on, you didn't say anything wrong."
After Zhou Beichen finished speaking, he stopped looking at her and pulled open the curtain of the carriage. It was covered with snow outside. Because of the snow, the entire team was moving very slowly. If they wanted to reach the capital as soon as possible, it would probably take two months.
Zhou Zhaonuan leaned out of another window, stretched out his hand, caught a six-petal snowflake on his palm, and watched the snowflake turn into water and melt in his hand, and all kinds of emotions suddenly arose in his heart.
The snowflakes melted and entered the human world in another form. Presumably, it was the same for her. There were some things that she had to do even if she didn't want to, just like she had to get married.
No matter who the other party is, she has to marry him, otherwise, she will become an alien. Thinking of this, she felt much more comfortable. At the same time, another idea slowly arose in her mind. To be Zhou Zhaonuan's son-in-law, he must be better than her. Why not, when she can't hold on any longer, she can report a martial arts competition to find a husband, and she can pick someone she likes.
At the same time, in another carriage sat several experienced generals, including Ye Chouxiu and General Wu, as well as several others who were brave and good at fighting and planning. Of course, upon closer inspection, Pei An was also inside.
One of the young generals has always been a gossip lover. Seeing that there was nothing to do on the road, he approached Pei An with a cold face and asked mysteriously.
"Pei An, you said you've been here for a while. During this time, I've been secretly observing you. You are loyal, but you have to tell me, are you interested in Princess Chang'an of our dynasty? Otherwise, why do you always try to get close to her?"
Pei An usually wears a black robe, with his hair tied up high, and his thin face looks cold to the bone. But recently, he often runs to Zhou Zhaonuan diligently.
Pei An still had a cold look on his face at this moment. He just glanced at the young general indifferently, and then drank his tea as if nothing had happened.
Ye Chouxiu always likes to meddle in other people's business. He couldn't help but step forward and snatch the thing from Pei An's hand. His curious eyes were reflected in Pei An's eyes.
"Hey, boy, how old are you this year? If you are really interested in Princess Chang'an, I can help you win her over."
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