"You are just too modest," Ye Ziluo picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, pondering: "If I remember correctly, you are still in your twenties. If you haven't started a family, you will look down on women in the world, right?"

"No, I just don't have the intention to get married. I have idle clouds and wild cranes, and I have made grass into a hut. It's much better for a person than for a family." After Lan Qingruo said that, he also poured himself a cup of tea.

Warm tea water was poured into the porcelain cup, and some mist was raised.

Ye Ziluo smiled, "As the saying goes, starting a family and starting a career, it will be the opposite when you come to you. You have become famous first and don't want to get married... But I think that there should be no woman who can see you, how can you be worthy of mediocre and vulgar powder?"

Lan Qingruo didn't say anything, picked up the cup and took a sip. Ye Ziluo said again: "Although there are many women in this world, there are too few who can be called Zhong Lingyu. However, few do not mean there is no one. There is a good marriage right now. The eldest princess of Shen Kingdom came to Biyue to marry, and the conditions were quite high. After searching through the royal family, she couldn't find anyone who could be worthy of her.

, because of this, Your Majesty was also very troubled. I suddenly remembered that there was one you in Biyue. You, the prince of the prime minister, are the best person in the world, and if you betroth a princess to you, you can be said to be a handsome man and a beautiful woman, and a perfect match for heaven."

Lan Qingruo lowered her eyes, and looked at the reflection in the teacup lightly. She didn't know if Ye Ziluo heard or didn't hear Ye Ziluo's words.

Ye Ziluo didn't care whether he heard it or not, and continued, "The princess of Chen Country is not very good. She has a noble status and outstanding temperament and appearance... I shouldn't say about this, but I really appreciate you. I'm reluctant to give such a good opportunity to others."

Ye Ziluo regards marrying a princess as a glorious thing.

Even though this is the case, Kelan Qingru's handsome eyes were like an ancient well that had been around for thousands of years, without moving for a moment.

After Ye Ziluo finished speaking, Lan Qingruo put down the teacup in his hand and responded lightly, "Thank you for your kindness, the princess has a noble status, I am just a commoner, it is not my wish to climb the dragon and attach to the phoenix. The prince should be someone else."

Ye Ziluo narrowed his eyes, "The princess does not marry the royal family, she only marrys the civilians."

"There are countless civilians in Biyue, and I am just one of them."

"The princess married the best man in the world!"

"Since ancient times, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. I have never received the best talent in the world as others call me, nor dare to accept it. Throughout history, all the geniuses have been produced. What is a Lan Qingruo?"

"...You don't want to marry a princess?!" Otherwise, why would you find so many excuses? It's obvious that you don't want to marry.

Lan Qingruo was calm and composed, "I never thought of marrying a wife, let alone marrying a princess."

Ye Ziluo frowned, "I am discussing with you. If Your Majesty gives you a marriage, will you refuse?"

Lan Qingruo finally smiled and smiled lightly, "The emperors of the Biyue Dynasty, except for marrying a princess far away, have never forced other people to marry. Does the prince think His Majesty will do this?"

Of course Ye Jinghao would not do this!

Not to mention that Biyue has never forced others to do so, even Ye Jinghao is not able to marry him. He is not yet old enough to rule and cannot even issue an imperial edict.

This matter was handed over to Fengge, that is, to Lanque.

Lan Que obviously would not agree to this marriage. Even Lan Qingruo refused, that would be nothing.

Ye Ziluo was furious about the ignorance of the Lan family. He was furious and also felt ridiculous, "The princess married you, but you don't want to marry you. Lan Qingruo, Lan Qingruo, I really don't understand, what do you want?"

If you don’t have the title of prince consort to be delivered to your door, would you rather live alone to live your life?

Lan Qingruo raised her eyes slowly and said, "What I have sought for the rest of her life is poetry and painting life, and love entanglements have nothing to do with me."

"Ha!" Ye Ziluo smiled angrily, "Then you might as well become a monk. Isn't it better to be a monk? "

"I don't believe in Buddhism, why should I be his believer?" Lan Qingruo asked lightly. "..." This time he stopped Ye Ziluo, took a few deep breaths, Ye Ziluo calmed down his tone and advised: "This is not your own business, it is related to the marriage between Biyue and Shenguo. Not everyone can marry the princess. Looking at the world, you are the most suitable one. You are the old Prime Minister Lan.

The eldest grandson, the Lan family is for the moon, you always have to take the overall situation into consideration.”

Ye Ziluo took out the Lan family and Tianxia to defeat Lan Qingruo.

I thought to myself that Lan Qingruo was born in the Lan family after all, no matter how he was, he would not be able to be alone.

As a result, Lan Qingruo didn't even move his eyebrows and said directly: "I'm narrow-minded and can't hold on to the country and the world, otherwise why should I hide here? The prince looked up to me from the beginning. I'm an unworthy descendant of the Lan family, and I have always been."

"You..." Ye Ziluo felt like he had nothing to say.

He felt that Lan Que was an old fox, and he refused to let go of his promise. Lan Qingruo was nowhere worse than Lan Que!

Even more oily and salty than Lanque!

Ye Ziluo was also extremely angry, nodded and asked with a sneer, "Okay, since you want to refuse, I won't force you, but I am different from you. I want to be loyal to Biyue. When necessary, I don't care about those things. Princess, you have to marry you if you don't marry!"

After saying that, he stood up and walked back without looking back.

Lan Qingruo slowly picked up the cup of tea that Ye Ziluo drank and poured the remaining tea into the porcelain jar next to him.

The green Cha Ran's people kept following Lan Qingruo, knowing that he had returned to Hanyang Academy, knowing that he had met Ye Ziluo, and even knowing that he had left Hanyang Academy and returned to Lan's house.

In Feng Youran's eyes, if Lan Qing returns to Lan's house, it is a recognition of this marriage.

He wants to marry a princess...

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at Hanyang Academy and Lan Qingruo. As soon as he set off, almost everyone who was concerned about this matter knew about it.

Even Murong Mingzhu knows...it's really a headache if she knows.

She was really worried about Feng Youran and couldn't care about access control and surveillance. At night, Danyi asked her to take her away from Murong's house and go to the villa.

After all, Feng Youran and Murong Mingzhu are different. When she was angry, she would not demolish the house or throw things. Instead, she stood in front of a bare plum tree, with a cold look.

"...Are you okay?" Murong Mingzhu knew when she saw Feng Youran this way that she was sad.

Feng Youran lowered his eyes, "I knew I could not keep him here, I couldn't keep him here, and Hanyang Academy could not keep him. Now he has returned to the place he should go back?"

After saying that, he sneered, "The young master of the Prime Minister's House, the most talented saint in the world, how can he like me?"

Murong Mingzhu sighed, "Why do you have to be so arrogant? He is the prince of the Prime Minister's family, you are also a wealthy family's daughter. What's worthy of being worthy of being, it's nothing more than... If you like him, he..."

"He doesn't like me," Feng Youran finished speaking for Murong Mingzhu, saying without hesitation: "From the beginning, he told me that he didn't have me in his heart, and I insisted on keeping him."
Chapter completed!