The old emperor was very excited. He had been in power for more than 20 years, and since he was still the crown prince, he had received dozens of envoys, if not hundreds.

But only today, Dahan's face is hanging high in the sky, and no one can take it away.

The old emperor was in a very good mood, and he even looked at the envoys with a more favorable attitude.

Looking at the princess from the Western Regions again, she was indeed charming and of the right age.

For a moment, some ideas came to his mind.

The grain from the Western Regions cannot be exchanged back, this is a foregone conclusion, but if Lan An’s previous plan to sell finished potatoes or sweet potatoes is feasible, then we should make more plans.

Trade between two countries is not like trade between businessmen. If they are cheated, they will just give up the deal. Trade between countries must be long-term cooperation.

Leaving a princess as a proton seems to be a good choice.

It is also a kind of check and balance.

The princess and Lan An definitely wouldn't fit together. He didn't agree, and Lan An wouldn't agree either, and the male god was even less likely to agree, so he turned his attention to his son.

The Crown Prince will soon be eighteen years old, so he can just take a concubine and let this princess from the Western Regions help him navigate the world. She is a suitable candidate.

But now is not the time to talk about that.

After all, the envoys from the Western Regions have not yet made their purpose known.

At first, it was Xiyu who took charge of Qiao and was high-profile, waiting for Dahan to ask, but now it is different, the roles have been reversed, and Xiyu can't even speak if he wants to.

So what they have to do is to wait, and wait for the Western Regions to speak first, so that they can negotiate the terms.

It's getting late. It's time to end this banquet, where you're the one making the final remarks and I'm the one taking the stage.

The slap in the face cannot be done in one day, these envoys from the Western Regions have to stay in the imperial city for a while.

No hurry! No hurry!

The old emperor showed his delight, stood up slowly, stretched his stiff old legs a little, said a few polite words, ended the banquet, and then returned to the palace to rest, leaving the scene to the person in charge Lan An.

While watching the movie just now, the two of them had a few drinks and drank quite a lot.

Lan An could drink a fair amount and was still sober, but Chu Qiu Ze was a little confused.

"My dear husband, aren't you going home yet?" Chu Qiuze lay limply on Lan An's body, his voice muffled.

Lan An smiled indulgently, held him in his arms, and helped him stand steadily.

The old emperor has spoken, the banquet is over, and there is no reason for the envoys from the Western Regions to stay.

But a polite farewell is still necessary.

Maimaiti, along with the princess of the Western Regions and a group of envoys, walked up to Lan An and bowed.

This ceremony is much more formal than when I first arrived today.

Lan An nodded slightly but didn't express any opinion.

Maimaiti knew that their plans had failed and they had to go back and think about it carefully, so he didn't dare to say anything casually or take a high attitude towards Dahan anymore, for fear of annoying these two.

After a few polite chats, they made an appointment to visit the palace.

Lan An had a person hanging on his body, and he cursed these envoys for being nagging in his heart, but he still had to deal with them on the surface.

After agreeing on a time, he thought it was time to end it, but then the princess from the Western Regions came out again.

"Your Highness." The princess from the Western Regions called out in such a charming and charming way that if it were someone else, their bones would probably be softened.

But who is Lan An? Before he met Chu Qiuze, he was an abstinent old bachelor. Now he likes a man, so no matter what these women are like, he can't appreciate them.

He nodded numbly, without even glancing at her, and asked, "Is there anything else, Princess?"

The Princess of the Western Regions raised her head and looked at Lan An, her eyes full of tenderness, "Ayi has admired the prince for a long time, and today I have the chance to see him. The prince's grace is like the moonlight in midsummer, which is unforgettable."

This statement is bold.

Which ancient woman would dare to say such words to a man in public?

Chu Qiuze half closed his eyes, and his brain automatically translated the words of the Western Princess: The prince is the white moonlight in her heart, and the moon is eternal.

Tsk~! Chu Qiuze sneered. This level was too low, and he didn't want to pay any attention to it.

He took two steps around to Lan'an's back, and with a flick of his long legs, he jumped directly onto Lan'an's back.

He said in an imperative tone: "Carry me back."

Lan An quickly helped his beloved to steady herself, her eyes full of love, "Your Excellency, Princess, my beloved wife is drunk and may be feeling unwell. I will excuse myself first."

After saying this, he walked away with Chu Qiu Ze on his back, leaving several Western Region envoys with red cheeks, and even the Western Region princess with red eyes due to jealousy.

Chu Qiuze was a little dazed, but not drunk. He clearly heard Lan An call him his beloved wife.

He groaned on Lan'an's back, "Who is your beloved wife? We haven't even gotten married yet! Humph!"

Lan An carried him on his back to the carriage and wrapped him in a blanket. "Qingqing has already agreed to my proposal and said that she wants to be my princess. My parents and elders also know this. So Qingqing is naturally my beloved wife."

Chu Qiuze leaned on Lan An and said unhappily, "I haven't even seen the marriage certificate yet, so it doesn't count. Besides, if I were really your princess now, would that princess dare to say something like that to you?"

The princess made it clear that she saw that they did not have an official relationship yet.

"Qingqing, do you want to give up on me?" The carriage was shaking, and Lan An was a little dizzy. He lifted Chu Qiuze's chin and kissed him.

A passionate kiss filled with the aroma of red wine, getting hotter and hotter in this swaying carriage.

When the two of them started to breathe unsteadily, Lan An let go of Chu Qiuze, "Qingqing, you once said that you would only love me in this life, the next life, and the next life, so you can only be mine in this life, the next life, and the next life."

It was rare for Lan An to be so strong in front of him, and Chu Qiu Ze was quite impressed.

But why did the topic become off topic?

Chu Qiuze forced himself to straighten himself out, "Where is the marriage certificate you mentioned before? Aren't you going to get one for us in Dahan? It's been so long and we still haven't seen it."

"Be good." Lan An's heart was so soft that she lowered her head and kissed Chu Qiuze's eyes, nose, and cheeks. "We will go to the official media to register tomorrow."

Chu Qiuze was satisfied. He wanted to make 1,800 copies of the marriage certificate and distribute them so that the people in the imperial city could see that their regent prince was already taken.

So that there won’t be any Green Tea White Lotus girls who want to get close to my husband.

After getting off the carriage, Lan An carried Chu Qiu Ze all the way back to their room.

"Do you want to take a bath?" Lan An took off Chu Qiuze's outer robe with a serious look on his face, but his hands were a little dishonest.

When Dahan's clothes are worn on Qingqing Qiuze, it only makes him feel that the distance between them is closer, and Qingqing Qiuze has a different charm when wearing Dahan's clothes.

He loved the way Chu Qiu Ze looked in Dahan clothing.

The kiss in the carriage just now made both of them feel a little hot.

"Wash." Chu Qiuze hugged Lan An's neck, "I want to wash with you."

Lan An was somewhat tempted, but was afraid that she couldn't control herself, so she could only silently carry the person to the bathroom.

After taking off clothes one by one, Lan An adjusted the water temperature to the right level. "I drank a lot today, so it's not suitable for me to take a bath. How about just taking a shower in the rain?"

The aftereffects of the red wine were getting stronger and stronger, but Chu Qiuze also knew that it was inappropriate to take a bath after drinking, so he accepted the suggestion of getting wet in the rain.

Then he saw Lan An, still dressed neatly, "I said we should wash together, understand? It's not that you wash me, we should wash together."

Lan An leaned closer and said, "Qingqing, stop teasing me."

The second jade stick that was prepared earlier had only been used a few times. How could his daughter bear it?

Chu Qiuze's mind was confused, so he pointed the shower head directly at the blue eucalyptus, drenching it thoroughly, and then started to take off his clothes.

"Look, your clothes are all wet." Chu Qiuze made an excuse, "Take them off quickly, or you'll catch a cold."

Lan An let out a long sigh, he really didn't know what to do with his daughter Qing Qing Qiu Ze.

He stood still. Chu Qiuze was drunk and unhappy. "Come on, let's fight."

This fight is not that fight.

After Chu Qiuze instigated the situation in various ways, Lan An finally compromised and decided to have a fight between men, even if it was only with their hands.

This was the first time the two of them had been completely honest with each other under the light.

Chu Qiuze was a little dazed, but his eyesight was good. It was the first time he knew that his husband Junjun's weapon was pink.

You make a big attack with pink weapons, is that appropriate?

Before, he had played with Blue Eucalyptus's weapons once, secretly under the quilt at that time. He only knew that his husband's weapons were very magnificent.

Now that I've seen it with my own eyes, I finally understand what a macho girl fan is.

The weapon is pink and plump, and looks a bit cute.

It feels chubby and really looks like a baby's arm.

Chu Qiu Ze was very serious about researching weapons, but Lan An felt a little uncomfortable. He felt that he was provoked by Chu Qiu Ze's eyes.

No man can tolerate this.

So he suggested, "Let's exchange weapons and have a fight."

Chu Qiuze was drunk, so how could he refuse?

But how could he be a match for Lan An? After just a few moves, he was completely suppressed and had no chance to resist.

Chu Qiuze was so angry that he opened his mouth and bit Lan An's weapon.

I don’t know if it hurt or what, but the blue gum’s eyes turned red after being bitten.

He never thought that his beloved would resort to such means to win!

How can you tolerate this?

Eventually, the battle in the bathroom spread directly to the bedroom.

Lan Euan found all the auxiliary buffs that he had hidden before, "Do you still want to fight? I'll give you one last chance to choose."

Chu Qiuze blushed as he lost the battle. "Fight, fight now, we must fight today."

Soon, he paid a heavy price for his stubbornness.

His whole body was bruised and blue from being beaten by Lan'an, but Lan'an still refused to let him go and even used her mouth to beat him, forcing him so hard that he couldn't stand on his legs and could only cry for mercy.

Begging for mercy? But how could Lan An let him go?

How could we withdraw our troops so quickly in our first battle?

In the end, after fighting the epidemic for two hours, Chu Qiuze couldn't even cry anymore.

He also severely criticized Lan An's domestic violence and even refused any chance to fight again in the future.

After this fight, Lan An only stretched his muscles a bit. How could he possibly agree to Qing Qing Qiu Ze's conditions?

But in this situation, he can only compromise temporarily.