Female Queen Quick Time Travel: The Wife is a Husband Lover

  Chu Moyan's words seemed incoherent, but Su Qiruo understood what he meant.

   Just thinking that no one taught Chu Moyan, and he didn't understand the meaning of it, Su Qiruo felt a little headache again.

  Her status brought them up and other things are fine, but emotionally, it is indeed a little inconvenient.

   "Marriage is a matter between two people, and it will last long if the two are happy."

  Su Qiruo tried hard to express the meaning of marriage clearly, but Chu Moyan was a little unhappy.

   "The two love each other? Yan'er is more pleasing to the Taifu. Doesn't the Taifu like Yan'er?"

  If the Tai Tuo also likes him, wouldn't they be in love with each other?

  But... what if the Taifu doesn't like him?

  Chu Moyan never thought about what would happen if the Taifu didn't like him.

"Like and like are different. Not all likes can get married. Being together forever does not necessarily mean getting married. As long as you are still where I can see you, I will definitely protect you. For you, so So are the others."

  Even if it was Chu Shicheng, as long as she, Su Qiruo, was still alive, she had to follow the late emperor's wishes and protect them well.

  Su Qiruo is busy every day, so he has no mood to think about those romances.

  Talking about love is for idlers, and she is not yet worthy.

   Otherwise, the grandmother would not have forced her to chase after her and shout for her to get married, and she would have hanged herself after crying and making trouble.

  But Su Qiruo feels that that day is not far away, judging by her grandmother's current state, maybe the next time she returns home, her grandmother will be forced to die.

"Brother Shiqing and Brother Huayi said that only those who are married are the closest people in the world. Yan'er only wants to be close to the Taifu. Doesn't the Taifu also like to be close to Yan'er? Then why can't we marry?"

  Chu Moyan has met very simple people in the past two years, and he doesn't understand many things at all.

   It is the liking for Su Qiruo, which is also carried in his bones. If you ask him why, he himself can't explain why.

  The two were riding on horses, talking about marriage, as if they were talking about an ordinary and strange thing, and they didn't quite understand the meaning of it.

  Su Qiruo was just curious why this child was so persistent in marrying her.

  After listening to what he said, she seemed to understand a little bit.

   Maybe Chu Moyan subconsciously involved some things that were mentioned inadvertently in poetry and painting on weekdays.

  Su Qiruo wanted to explain, but didn't know how to speak.

  Speaking of which, she also sympathizes with these children. Men are not allowed to go out to meet their nieces. When the marriage is discussed, the elders will look at each other and make a marriage for each other. The two will meet for the first time on the wedding day.

   Whether this marriage is lucky or unfortunate, it all depends on luck.

   "The emperor has not yet ruled personally, and I have no intention of loving my children. I am afraid that the marriage will not be possible in the past few years."

  Su Qiruo plans to return to the emperor when the little emperor is fourteen years old, and then think about marriage when she is free.

  For her, it is not too late to get married at the age of twenty-seven or eight.

  If Chu Moyan said it like this, when she was twenty-seven or eight years old, he would be in his early twenties, and if he hadn't married yet, he would definitely be drowned in spittle.

  Even if Su Qi doesn't agree with early marriage, she still has to do as the Romans do.

  In this era, men and women are different.

   "Yan'er can wait as long as you want."

  Chu Moyan's eyebrows were serious, and the words came out of his mouth.

  For him, as long as he can be with the Tai Tuo, what's the point of waiting a few years?

  As long as the Taifu is willing to have him, even if he waits until death, he will have no regrets.

  Su Qiruo suddenly hooked her lips into a smile, half helpless and half doting.

   "Then just wait!"

  Chu Moyan is only fifteen this year, even if he waits for two years, he will only be seventeen years old.

  When his thinking is more mature, maybe it will be different.

  For some reason, there have been many men pestering her over the years, and she has always been extremely annoyed. Only Chu Mo said that she was not displeased at all, and even felt a little bit distressed.

  Chu Moyan rolled his eyes and nodded happily.

   This time the Taifu finally didn't reject him again, even if he just said "wait a minute", it was enough for him to be happy.

   "Drive!"

  Chu Moyan got carried away when he was happy.

  Strong legs, the horse kicked off and galloped.

  Su Qiruo was worried that something would happen to his three-legged kung fu, so he hurriedly chased after him.

   "Run slower."

  Su Qiruo's voice was mixed in the wind behind him, Chu Moyan glanced back, but the horse under him ran even faster.

"Naughty."

  Su Qiruo chuckled, but she was getting closer and closer to Chu Moyan.

   It was the first time for Chu Moyan to be so carefree, even the poetry and picturesqueness he watched from a distance made his eyes blush.

   His Highness the Ninth Prince is really suffering.

   Fortunately, fortunately, he met Master Taifu.

  The two were sweating from the horse race, and went back to change their clothes before going to the front hall.

  When they came over, everyone had already arrived. Bei Minghan watched the two people walking slowly and was about to speak, but his sister stared back at him.

   Unconvinced, Bei Minghan pouted his lips, and then Bei Minghan took another look at Chu Moyan who was following Su Qiruo.

   On the contrary, he underestimated that child, thinking that he was thin and small and not worth paying attention to, but he turned out to be capable.

   "Everyone can do whatever they want."

  Everyone was about to get up, but Su Qiruo raised her hand to signal them to sit back.

  Ben came out to play, so naturally she doesn't need to have so many rules, and she is not a person who cares about these things.

  Su Qiruo walked over with Chu Moyan, paused slightly when passing King Qi Qi of Dongqi, nodded to her before sitting down.

   "Su Hong, go and grill the leftover fish, remember to marinate it for a while, it will be older."

  Chu Moyan has been thinking about eating grilled fish, Su Qiruo still remembers.

   Seeing that there was nothing on the table, she asked Su Hong to bake it herself.

  If it hadn't been delayed by riding, she would have done it herself.

  But she taught both Su Hong and Su Bai how to grill fish and meat. With cumin from the Western Regions, the taste is first-class.

"Yes."

  Su Hong took the order to retreat, and Su Bai didn't know when he was gone.

  Poetry and Painting followed behind the two masters, their eyes fixed on the food delivered, not daring to ignore it for a moment.

  Especially after knowing that King Qi of Dongqi colluded with King Yun to attack their master, the two felt even more resentful.

   This king of Qi pretended to be friendly with Nanchu, but he was such a hypocrite behind his back, he was simply not human.

   "Your Highness, drink some moist soup before eating."

  Hua Yi filled a small half bowl of ginseng and pigeon soup, handed it to Chu Moyan, and whispered.

  The soup looked very light, and the soup noodles were scraped clean without being greasy.

  Chu Moyan took a sip with a spoon, his sparkling eyes flashed, and he said softly, "It's delicious."

  This pigeon soup is even more delicious than that made by the royal chef in the palace, with an indescribably strong aroma.