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Chapter 99 Man, You Are Playing With Fire (3)

The meal between the two of them didn't take long, and the father and daughter had some heart-to-heart talks. When she was released, Queen Feng asked her to go home and wait for news.

It was only then that Yan Luo remembered that there was still a poor little Mo Yuan.

She lived a little longer than Lin Wan, and when she returned to the mansion, she closed the door and didn't see her. It was not easy to let anyone come, the gate of the mansion was closed all day long.

The people passing by were still wondering, could it be that Lin Wan did some heinous thing and was ordered to be restrained by the queen?
There's no seal on the door either.

Yan Luo waited at home for about half a month. When she was sleeping soundly in the early morning, someone from the palace suddenly came to deliver the imperial decree.

Fu Ling knocked on the door again and again: "My lord, get up quickly, the people in the palace are all waiting."

"You let her go back, the imperial decree stays."

Poria: "..."

It's not embarrassing her.

But Yan Luo couldn't afford it, and she had no choice but to receive the imperial edict for her.

Fortunately, she gave the money, so the man didn't make things difficult for her. Fu Ling took the imperial decree to Yan Luo's room and continued to knock on the door. This time she only knocked on the door and opened it.

Yan Luo opened the door impatiently, snatched the imperial decree from her through the door, and closed the door again.

Poria: "..."

What's going on, my lord?
Yan Luo glanced at the contents of the imperial decree, threw the imperial decree aside, and went back to bed to continue sleeping.

[Aren't you going to propose marriage? 】The system looked at the girl who was drowsy and about to fall asleep, and asked, 【Mo Yuan is not doing well in the mansion, you can take him out of the sea of ​​suffering sooner if you go earlier. 】

"I'm going tomorrow, I'm too sleepy today, don't call me, it's all your fault if I can't get up?"

She didn't sleep in the middle of the night and insisted on dragging her to a 1V1 duel. She had just slept for a while when Fu Ling woke her up again.

Now if anyone dares not let her sleep, she will be anxious with that person on the spot.

system:【……】

Yan Luo is so scary now, he is afraid that Yan Luo will be unhappy and kill the Lord God.

Or wait until tomorrow.

Don't be in a hurry at this time.

Mo Fu.

When Mo Yuan received the imperial decree, he had a look of disbelief.

That disciple Lin Wan wants to marry him as her husband?
He didn't want to, but the imperial decree had come down, and if he didn't marry, he would be punished with death.

The father sent away the people in the palace with the money, and looked at Mo Yuan with a sad face: "My poor Yuan'er, why did King Nan Wan choose you?"

Lin Wan is notoriously playful, and it is rumored that she has a bad temper. Yuan'er is married, so she is getting angry every day.

"Father, the imperial decree has come down, don't worry, the child will not let yourself suffer."

If it wasn't for his father still here, he wouldn't care about other people's lives. If his father was here, he couldn't escape.

Isn't it just a dude prince, after he marries in and kills Lin Wan, all problems will be solved, and then find a way to take his father over, and the father and son will be able to escape from this sea of ​​suffering.

The treatment of the two of them in the mansion was not good, the father was just an ordinary servant, he was not very popular with the mother, after the father gave birth to him, the mother ignored them even more.

Over the years, he has always hated himself for not being a daughter. He made his father suffer so much, but he couldn't do anything.

Now, there is a good way to improve their lives.

Knowing that the emperor issued an imperial edict, the mother finally came to meet them in person.

Prime Minister Mo glanced at the weak and malnourished Mo Yuan, frowned, and ordered the people next to him: "Go and buy some clothes for Yuan'er, the prince is coming to propose marriage tomorrow, and I want to let him go out dressed like this. See our Mofu joke?"

Mo Yuan lowered his head and did not speak, Prime Minister Mo continued to preach: "This is your blessing, remember to listen to the prince after you marry."

"The boy knows."

Seeing his incompetent appearance, Prime Minister Mo didn't stay behind after explaining, she doesn't like boys, and this boy has always been against her, so she naturally doesn't like Mo Yuan even more.

If His Majesty hadn't ordered him to be a prince and king, he wouldn't have come to see him for fear that he would be uneducated.

Mo Yuan was lucky, he stayed behind closed doors in the mansion all day, yet he was able to be spotted by the prince.

After seeing off the mother who didn't have much emotion, he looked at the father beside him who was frowning even tighter, and comforted him: "Father, don't worry, the baby will be fine."

Lin Wan likes good-looking men, it's a big deal, he should make more use of his beauty.

When he gets better, he must take his father out.

……

Yan Luo slept from noon until the next morning, and after a simple meal at the house, she went to count the betrothal gifts.

The queen prepared one for her, and the queen also prepared one for her.

As for herself, Yan Luo thought that the original owner didn't have a lot of money, and it might be too late to prepare suddenly, so she took a few bank notes and put them on her body.

Fortunately, both the Empress and Queen Feng had a list of betrothal gifts. Yan Luo took the list and checked it briefly, then gave the list to Fu Ling, and asked someone to put the betrothal gifts on a carriage and take them to Mo Mansion.

She walked slowly, changed into a festive bright red dress, and her hair just hung loosely on her shoulders.

"My lord, the carriage is ready."

"From today onwards, if there is nothing important, replace the carriage with a sedan chair."

"Yes."

Fu Ling asked the carriage to be pulled back, and the sedan chair was carried out.

The sedan chair was very heavy, and it was a little difficult for the person to lift it up, but Yan Luo didn't feel sorry for it at all.

There is not a single loyal servant in this house. She pays such a high salary, but it is not for them to do such leisurely work every day and scold her behind her back from time to time.

After the dowry was delivered for a long time, the people of the Mo family stood outside the door and waited for a long time before Yan Luo slowly arrived.

After the sedan chair fell, Yan Luo didn't get out of the sedan chair, and several people from the Mo family stood outside, not knowing whether to greet him or not.

"Sir, see the prince."

After Prime Minister Mo led a group of family members to kneel down and salute, Yan Luo said a word indifferently: "Get up."

"Thank you, Lord."

"Fu Ling, read the list."

"Yes." Fu Ling took out the list and read it out: "My lord gave Mo Yuan a pair of Yu Ruyi, ten Nanhai night pearls, a hundred pieces of silk and satin, gold and silver jewelry..."

The list was a bit long, and Fu Ling's mouth was dry after reading, and the onlookers started talking about it.

The double dowry, I am afraid that even a descendant of a descendant would not have such a high salary, let alone Mo Yuan, a descendant of a concubine.

Could it be that this dude prince was really moved?

"My lord, it's over."

"These are the betrothal gifts from this king to Mo Yuan."

Yan Luo lifted the curtain and walked out by himself.

Glimpsing the girl's face, the people around her were breathless.

What a nice view.

Why didn't I realize before that this prince is so good-looking?
Yan Luo glanced at everyone, and recognized Mo Yuan immediately.

Sure enough it was him.

Yan Luo groped around for a while, and randomly pulled out a few bank notes with certain values ​​and handed them to him: "Take it and spend it."

Mo Yuan hesitated for a moment, and under Prime Minister Mo's gesture, he took the bank note with both hands: "Thank you, my lord."

As he said that, he was about to kneel down, but was supported by Yan Luo: "In the future, when you see this king, you don't need to kneel and salute."

Glancing at the man beside him, Yan Luo touched his nose, and added: "Your father doesn't need it either."

Prime Minister Mo and others use it, so they should kneel or kneel.

(End of this chapter)