The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   "Prairie is willing to have a good relationship with Daliang from Qin and Jin Dynasties, welcome Princess Zhaoyi as the wife of Khan, and provide thousands of good horses, silk cloth, ginseng..."

   Xun Bisihan was in control, and with every word he said, the expression on his face became more and more smug.

   The bride price is listed one by one.

  The grassland is a piece of fat, so rich in sincerity, it is really eye-catching!

The atmosphere of    caused an uproar with every word they said, bowing their heads to communicate with each other.

   Those cryptic glances all fell on Su Qingan.

  Su Qing'an didn't respond.

   No one noticed that on the high platform, the hand holding the wine cup had clear joints and blue veins protruding.

   "The Emperor."

   A cold and low voice resounded in the eerie silence of the main hall, directly teaching people to wake up.

   Xun Bisihan looked at the person who suddenly spoke in dissatisfaction. It was a young man in his twenties, with thin but powerful bones. When he saw that face, his expression suddenly changed with anger.

  This matter has nothing to do with Cen Zhou, he opened his mouth at this moment, no doubt attracting attention.

  Cen Zhou dealt with it calmly, his voice was low, and it was difficult to distinguish the deep meaning.

   "The emperor once said that this great victory in the north is a blessing from Yunchen, I wonder if it counts?"

   Emperor Liang narrowed his eyes: "Of course, a gentleman makes a promise, a horse is hard to chase!" But his heart thumped unconsciously, and he was faintly worried.

   A heart came to my throat!

  His daughter can marry any family member, but Cen Jinyuan...

  Some words, as if pushing events in another uncontrollable direction.

  The noble ladies of noble families still remember the rumors that the emperor wanted to marry General Dingbei.

   Su Qing'an's heart sank, and she looked at the person in the high place, guessing what he was going to do.

  Everyone has a sixth sense.

   is like a certain moment, a certain look, you will glimpse the secret.

   From beginning to end, Cen Zhou's eyes never left Su Qing'an, his brows and eyes were full of cold, stern and unfathomable expressions, and he was no longer as simple as the young man's blush.

  The first time he saw Su Qing'an, the snowy clothes wore brocade with tears and moles, and he was calm and arrogant, and his chatting and laughing completely overlapped with the imprint in his memory.

   A pool of stagnant water created stormy waves in a place no one knew about.

  Cen Zhou has a hurdle in his heart.

   After three years, I didn't make it.

The general suddenly smiled coldly, the syllables overflowing from the depths of his throat were low and slightly hoarse, like a lone pine in a mountain stream, and said in the half-blind light and shadow: "We are pleased with Princess Zhaoyi, since I first met in the suburbs of Beijing three years ago, Love at first sight and never forget it.”

   "I would like to ask for the princess to marry the princess with the gift of a proper wife, a phoenix crown, and be the only one in this life, and I will never accept a concubine again!"

   The sound of    resounded through the entire hall!

   The listeners are horrified, but the speaker is indifferent!

   The nails were completely embedded in the palm of his hand, Su Qingan tasted the blood, and the wine cup in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

   For the first time, such a gaffe, his face was ugly.

   Does he know what he is talking about? madman!

  Cen Zhou said word by word, every word, from a distance on the high platform, looking into Su Qing'an's eyes and saying, "I beg the emperor to grant marriage—"

   The strings in Emperor Liang's heart were broken! Three years have passed, still nothing has changed?

  The fate of evil!

  Nie Chengye, who was sitting next to Su Qing'an, also changed his face greatly. He couldn't sit still any longer, he stood up and gritted his teeth.

   "Wei Chen's infatuation with Princess Zhaoyi will not change, and he also wishes to carry a large sedan chair with three letters, six rituals and eight ceremonies to marry him. I beg the emperor's permission!"

  Xun Bisihan was stunned and uncertain: "Princess Zhaoyi is the one the minister wants to marry. There was no marriage contract before, Emperor Daliang, what's going on?"

   This scene has never happened since the founding of Daliang.

  Because of the excessive shock, the scene was silent and tense.

   "Oh my God, what trick did this Princess Zhaoyi have to make the two outstanding generals of Daliang face each other, so she won't marry?!"

   "I still know about Nie Chengye, but General Dingbei and Princess Zhaoyi have nothing to do with each other. What happened to love at first sight three years ago?!"

   "General Dingbei's words are too ridiculous, aren't you afraid of causing trouble?"

   No one noticed that the person who originally had affectionate eyebrows turned pale in an instant.

   Qiu Tingzhu raised his eyes anxiously and looked at the figure on the high platform.

   All the joy has faded away.

   In those voices, there was no shortage of doubts or slander against Cen Jinyuan. There was a khan asking for marriage. Cen Jinyuan's move was a blatant provocation.

   After thinking about it, it was Qiu Tingzhu's bravest and most outrageous time. Later, she no longer had the courage that day.

   "Your Majesty!" The girl in the green shirt rushed out and knelt on the ground, "The courtier and General Dingbei have long been in love with each other, and they are privately set for life, please do the Emperor!"

   Emperor Liang "Oh?" said: "What's going on here?"

  The twists and turns are just in line with my intentions!

  Qiu Tingzhu raised her head and looked at Cen Zhou's cold and unfamiliar eyebrows, countless times, she was haunted by dreams, the one who she had asked for peace in front of the Buddha countless times.

   She should have wanted to be generous, but she couldn't help choking.

   "Three years ago, the minister was rescued by the general. If it wasn't for the general, there would be no direct daughter of the Qiu family. The ancients said that life-saving grace should be promised to each other.

   Qiu Hao was in a hurry at the beginning, so he went to pull Qiu Tingzhu: "What are you talking about?! Get up!"

   "Jin Yuan, is there any such thing?" Emperor Liang asked with a smile.

  Cen Zhou looked at Qiu Tingzhu, and after thinking for a while, he remembered what happened in the past, and his tone was detached and frank: "I saved Miss Qiu by chance three years ago, but it's not selfish, that's all."

   That's all.

   His calm words cut off Qiu Tingzhu's thoughts.

   It was easy for him, but it was a lifetime for her.

  You said that in this world, infatuation is wrong, who is more tragic than who?

  If the sincerity can be exchanged for the sincerity, where in the world cannot be obtained?

  Two lines of clear tears fell from Qiu Tingzhu's face.

   Qiu Hao was speechless at the beginning, how many young men were rejected for marrying their sisters! It's a pity that spring and autumn come, and I don't change my infatuation!

   Emperor Liang's heart was half cold: "Looking at your attitude, is it really Zhaoyi? If I don't agree, I'm still a villain?"

   "Long En is mighty." Cen Zhou's body is tall and straight, with a flame hidden in his eyes, firm and restrained, "Weichen will ask for nothing in this life, but ask for such a grace."

   "Qing An..." Nie Chengye looked at her bitterly and obsessively.

   "Your Majesty, for three years, the minister has been infatuated with Princess Zhaoyi, and if she is not Princess Zhaoyi, she will not marry for life!" Nie Chengye knew that he would not say it at this time, and he had no chance to show his sincerity in seeking marriage.

   After observing his words and expressions, he could see that Emperor Liang was not very satisfied with Cen Zhou, and he was not quite sure why.

   Emperor Liang nodded secretly, showing his approval to Nie Chengye.

  The two young generals are handsome and extraordinary, Nie Chengye is the first choice for a quick son-in-law, and the Mongolian Khan is not worthy of marrying Princess Zhaoyi in his late years.

   Emperor Liang's words changed, and his tone was incomprehensible: "Zhaoyi, what do you think?"