C12 Forced into a dead end

After studying for a while, Xuanyuan Chen Mo used his limited knowledge of the female's red hair and asked in a half-inquiring tone, "This is a scented sachet, right?" Placing it under his nose, Xuanyuan Chen Mo seriously said, "Qing Er forgot to put in the spice." "However …" The thick ink on the apple raised his eyebrows and concluded, "The apple embroidered on this should not be fully ripe, right? But the apple meant peace, and Qing'er did.

"Your Majesty …" Seeing that Chen Mo Xuanyuan had gone to so much trouble to define Dongfang Ziqing's first finished product, Dongfang Shuo suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He admitted that he didn't make the bag exquisite enough. If he was picky, it would simply be trash and no one would pick it up even if it was on the ground. The patterns on the bag were all over the place.

As a father, he had no choice but to explain it to his daughter.

"Cough!" Covering his mouth, Dongfang Shuotian pointed to the pink bag and said, "Your majesty, the thing in your hand is indeed the right one. It could be that Qing Er had accidentally sealed her mouth, or that there was some other meaning behind it, causing me to be unable to guess clearly. However, I am certain that the plum blossoms and not the apples are embroidered on it. "Because …" After a pause, Dongfang Shuotian continued, "Because you like plum blossoms the most, Your Majesty."

"This …" Seeing Dongfang Shuotian's expression of affirmation, Xuanyuan Chenmo was stunned for a long time. After saying that word, he could no longer say anything, but seeing his serious expression, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Haha! The daughter of the Prime Minister, Lil 'Red, had actually reached such a level. This could be considered a miracle. "Let's see who she's going to marry in the future!"

"This subject is ashamed for my daughter." Frowning, Dongfang Shuotian bowed and replied.

From Xuanyuan Chen Mo's relaxed words, Dongfang Shuotian could already feel that something was wrong. That was, Xuanyuan Chen Mo's feelings for Dongfang Ziqing was definitely not a relationship between a man and a woman. It seemed as though the treasures of his family were fated to be grieving for this young Emperor.

However, as a father, what should he do for his daughter? Dongfang Shuantian was sure that if he said it openly, Xuanyuan Chen Mo would definitely marry Dongfang Ziqing and make her his empress. But if he was merciless to Dongfang Ziqing, wouldn't he be forcing her into a corner?

After thinking for a moment, Dongfang Shuotian cupped his hands and said, "Does Your Majesty know the meaning of giving away rewards?"

"Oh?" "Xuanyuan, Chen Mo, raised his eyebrows and carefully rubbed the bag in his hand." What do you mean? "

Seeing that Xuanyuan Chen Mo didn't know that the woman gave the man a purse as a token of affection, he didn't say much. For some matters, the explanation provided by the person concerned would be meaningless. The only thing he could do for his daughter was to give her this subtle hint.

If they were truly fated to meet, Xuanyuan Chen Mo would naturally consider the matter of their marriage on his own initiative. However, Xuanyuan Chen Mo might understand his intentions. Instead of taking his hints as pressure, it would be better to promote a proper marriage!

"This subject has only heard of it and does not know the details." Clasping his hands in response, Dongfang Shuotian lowered his eyes and said, "Your majesty has recovered greatly. This subject is deeply gratified, and does not dare to disturb Your Majesty's rest. This old subject will take his leave."