Chapter 370 The Pain of Marrying a Daughter
The Eighth Sage Prince Zhao Defang saw the princess's furious look, winked at Sima Qingyun, and then quickly put on a smile to coax the princess.
Sima Qingyun, whose throat was held by the tip of the sword of the red-eyed Hong Gu, remained calm.
His expression was solemn and his eyes were sincere. "Princess, please calm down and listen to my explanation. I, Sima Qingyun, am highly talented, well-read, and have many tricks. I have been playing tricks and schemes with others for half my life.
Over the years, I have met many women who love me, but I just can't relax my habit of vigilance and get along with them wholeheartedly. Therefore, being secretly laughed at for not being a real man has not changed my mind to remain single forever.
Yuli's mind is as pure as a clean piece of white paper. When I am with her, I feel relaxed and comfortable. Then, I silently pay attention to her and secretly like her. , deeply in love with her.
Princess, I, Sima Qingyun, am only 39 years old, not as old as you said. I am handsome, elegant, and graceful, and I am a good match for the 26-year-old Yuli.
Princess, I, Sima Qingyun, really like Yuli, and Yuli also has feelings for me. I beg you to help us get married!"
Seeing Yuli smiling beside her, Luo Li's anger gradually subsided, "Yuli, do you really have feelings for Sima Qingyun, this cunning, scheming, and shameless old guy?" Luo Li, who tried hard to belittle Sima Qingyun, looked at Yuli nervously, trying to see through her true feelings deep in her heart.
Yuli smiled as she watched the young lady and the master beating Sima Qingyun in anger. When she heard the young lady asking her, she tilted her head and thought for a while, "Young lady, I don't know what it means to be in love. But I like talking to Mr. Sima, I like his erudition, his meticulous care, and his sweet words.
Young lady, in recent years, people around me have married and had children in pairs, and only I, Yuli, have become an old maid of 26. Although the young lady and the master treat me like a treasure, I also want to experience the feeling of being married and having children.
I can also openly experience the wonderful feeling of kissing every day, and I can also be held in my arms to sleep at night..."
"Yuli! Stop talking nonsense!" Hong Gu quickly stopped her beloved disciple from saying the following words.
Alas! ... Luo Li sighed helplessly.
Come to think of it, everyone around her has become a biological child, leaving Yuli alone at the age of 26. She can't let her live alone without ever having tasted love, right?
It's Sima Qingyun, the man Yuli has entrusted her life to, that makes her feel a little uncomfortable. Why do I feel that Sima Qingyun is not worthy of my Yuli?
The Eighth Sage Prince Zhao Defang saw what the princess was thinking, and hurried to say a few good words for Sima Qingyun.
: "Princess, Sima Qingyun is talented and wise, but he is also a man of sentimental character. Otherwise, he would not have become a single old bachelor in order not to harm girls.
I dare to guarantee that if Mr. Sima falls in love with a girl, he will be a good man who is loyal to his wife, pampering and caring for her all his life."
Luo Li looked at the sincerity and determination in Sima Qingyun's eyes that were enough to move people's hearts, and then looked at Yuli who was making faces and grinning at Sima Qingyun mischievously. For the rest, it's better to make the best of things. May all lovers in the world get married!
After figuring it out, Luo Li's face turned serious, "Sima Qingyun, you and Yuli will live in the palace after you get married. In this life, if you dare to let Yuli down in the slightest, I will let Hong Gu cut off your dog head! Let your dog-headed strategist become a headless strategist."
Sima Qingyun, with the sword tip against his throat, didn't dare to move his head, but he dared to move his mouth!
: "Princess, don't worry! I, Sima Qingyun, will treat Yuli as my own treasure in this life. I will pamper and care for Yuli in accordance with your example as a lapdog. I will take care of Yuli and her husband for a lifetime."
"Hahahaha..." Yuli laughed out loud at being amused, "Sima Qingyun, if you can learn 70% of your lapdog skills, I will love you as much as I love you."
Hong Gu quickly withdrew the tip of the sword from Sima Qingyun's throat. If it scratched the skin, my precious disciple would be heartbroken, right?
In the third month after moving to Penghu Island, Luo Li married her two relatives.
The first wedding was held quietly. The wedding of the Empress Dowager and Shen Xi was held by the family at home with a few tables of wedding wine, and no guests were invited.
Yuli's wedding was held in a grand and lively manner, with a big banquet for guests. The wedding procession and dowry circled the new city that had not yet been built. Of course, the starting point of the route map was the Baxian Palace, and the return point was also the Baxian Palace.
Luo Li, who married Yuli in a grand and festive manner, still felt a sense of heartache. Fortunately, Sima Qingyun and Yuli's new house was set up in a courtyard of the palace. After the marriage, the old man and young wife lived under their eyes, and they could see each other every day at dinner, which made them feel more at ease.
Apart from missing her eldest son Zhao Wubing who was left in the imperial palace in Beijing to work as a laborer for the emperor, Luo Li lived a relaxed, happy and sweet life.
Zhao Defang worked hard and Luo Li, who had said she would only have three children and then use contraception, accidentally got pregnant with her fourth child. The Empress Dowager was so happy that she smiled every day, took over the task of raising Hongdou and Chen'er, and kept a close eye on her daughter-in-law's pregnancy.
Luo Li touched her flat belly that was not yet pregnant and said to her mother slowly, "Mother, since you like children so much and you are not very old, why don't you just give birth to two or three yourself?"
The Empress Dowager, whose youth was nourished by love, had been thickened by her silly daughter-in-law. She just spat at her reckless daughter-in-law with a red face and left, holding Hongdou and Chen'er's hands.
: "My precious granddaughter, my precious grandson, let's go with the Empress Dowager to Yichun Garden to appreciate the flowers."
Madam Luo looked at the Grand Empress Dowager's back, smiled and said to her daughter, "Li'er, after the Grand Empress Dowager married Lord Shen, she has become younger and more beautiful."
Luo Li smiled and narrowed her eyes, "Mother, a woman nourished by love is like a flower nourished by rain and dew at night. She is gorgeous and beautiful in the morning."
: "You are so frivolous. You can say anything." Madam Luo blushed and said to her daughter angrily.
Zhao Defang invited his master Feng Xuanzi and his uncle Wu Chizi to Penghu Island. After enjoying a leisurely and lively life on Penghu Island, Feng Xuanzi readily agreed and went back to Penglai Island to move more than a dozen disciples and servants to live there.
This made Luo Li very happy. With Feng Xuanzi and Wu Chizi, two high-level coolies with top martial arts as her backers, even the most skilled masters could not sneak into the palace to be assassins on Penghu Island.
Moreover, the "martial arts coaches" of her son and the members of the "Wei Feng" team were also top-notch.
So, Luo Li made all kinds of fine wine and delicacies with great effort, and even promised that each of them would find a beautiful wife.
Zhao Defang coughed, and Luo Li stopped talking. He looked at his master with white hair and beard awkwardly and smiled, "Master is over eighty years old, you can forget about the beautiful thing of a pear tree overshadowing a crabapple tree. Wu Chizi and the younger ones among your disciples, I will pay attention to whether there are any suitable girls?"
Feng Xuanzi glanced at his silly disciple wife who often said amazing things, and his awe of the fairies who came down from heaven to the human world decreased a little. I was thinking to myself, which immortal sent this fairy who has such a strong smell of worldly life to the mortal world?