"I am daddy's child to begin with." Jiujiu hugged Yang Lin's arm and softly acted like a spoiled child, causing Yang Lin to become a complete mess.
Pinching Jiujiu's tender and soft little face, Yang Lin softly said: "You're not young anymore. It's time to find someone to properly discipline you."
After Yang Lin finished speaking, he held Jiujiu's hand and walked to the table. Only then did Jiujiu discover that the table that was originally filled with documents had long been filled with small portraits of people.
There were at least fifty small portraits on the table. The Emperor's concubine selection was nothing more than this.
Seeing Jiujiu look at the small portraits on the table, Yang Lin said: "These are the capital's best young talents. Take a good look and see if there's anyone you like. If there's someone you like, just tell daddy. Daddy will definitely let you marry a good husband."
Yang Lin's tone was certain, as if as long as Jiujiu took a fancy to the other party, the other party would definitely happily agree. This kind of confidence made Jiujiu not know whether to laugh or cry.
Not to mention that she was still young. Even if she really reached that age, just based on her rotten reputation on the streets, who would be willing to marry her? Those who could marry her would most likely be forced by power. And according to Yang Lin's temperament, Jiujiu naturally would not be married off. It could only be the man who married into the family.
Nowadays, marrying into the family was an extremely shameful matter. The man would lose so much face, so how could he sincerely treat Jiujiu well?
Jiujiu only hurriedly swept a glance at the small portraits before withdrawing her gaze. She met Yang Lin's earnest gaze and pursed her lips to say: "How can there be a man in this world who can treat me as well as daddy? Daughter doesn't want to marry. I just want to stay by daddy's side."
Hearing Jiujiu's words, Yang Lin's heart was both gratified and a little sad. His daughter wanting to accompany him was a good thing, but he was now over fifty years old and his body was not as good as before. Every time the weather changed, the old injuries on his body would ache faintly.
Jiujiu was still young. By the time she reached marriageable age, he was afraid that he would already be old. If he didn't find a good husband for Jiujiu while he was still healthy, it would be too late by the time his body weakened.
Even though his heart wanted to keep Jiujiu, Yang Lin still said against his will: "How can there be a girl in this world who won't marry? Don't be shy, just tell daddy who you like.... If daddy's words are not useful, there's still your cousin... he will will.
Yang Guang was violent and lustful. Even if it was his own sister, he would lay his hands on her. However, for some reason, he doted on Jiujiu. Yang Lin was gratified and satisfied with this.
He didn't care how absurd Yang Guang was in the palace, but if he dared to offend Jiujiu, then don't blame him for being ruthless.
Yang Lin had spent his entire life rushing about for the Great Sui Dynasty. When he was old, he had a daughter like Jiujiu. Naturally, he doted on her like a treasure. Even his most respected brother was not enough, let alone Yang Guang.
Lowering his head to look at Jiujiu's soft little face, Yang Lin's heart that had experienced wind, snow, and blood rain instantly softened.
Yang Lin's tone couldn't help but soften: "Daddy knows you can't bear to part with me, but if you still live here after marriage, it won't be much different from now. The only difference is that there will be one more person to dote on and love you. Why don't you want to marry?"
Jiujiu held Yang Lin's large hand and lowered her head to say: "Daddy, others don't know my current reputation, but don't you know? There are so many people in the capital. How many are willing to marry me? Even if they are willing to marry me, can you be sure that he will marry me because he likes me or because he's afraid of you and cousin? This kind of fake affection, it's fine if I don't want it. Daughter doesn't ask for anything. I only ask daddy to always be by my side."
Yang Lin's obsidian-like pupils suddenly shrank. He suddenly turned his head to look at the housekeeper.
The housekeeper was startled by Yang Lin's bloodthirsty gaze. His legs went soft and he knelt on the ground.
"But who's gossiping in front of you?" Yang Lin's hawk-like eyes stared fixedly at Jiujiu's small face.
Jiujiu tilted her head slightly to avoid Yang Lin's sharp gaze. Her voice was filled with unconcealable loneliness as she said: "Who in the capital doesn't know about Princess Pingan's ugly appearance and violent temperament? She'll shout and kill at the slightest displeasure. Daddy, did you really think that I wouldn't know if you kept the people of the prince's estate silent?"
Thinking of the rumors outside, Yang Lin's robust brows knitted together. His angular face was filled with rage: "What a Yuwen brat …"
If it weren't for those rumors that Yuwen Chenglong had transmigrated, how could his Xuan 'er be said to be like this? When he thought of this, Yang Lin wanted nothing more than to chop Yuwen Chenglong into mincemeat.
"Daddy, there's no proof. What can you do to him? Besides, those who like me will still like me no matter what I become. If they don't like me, even if I'm as beautiful as a fairy, I'm not even comparable to a roadside flower in their eyes. Xuan 'er understands Daddy's good intentions, but people's hearts change. Instead of handing my life over to a stranger whom I've never met, it's better to stay in the prince's estate."
Hearing Jiujiu's precocious words, Yang Lin's heart ached even more. He wanted nothing more than to beat Yuwen Chenglong up right now.
Jiujiu held Yang Lin's hand and rubbed her face against it. She said softly: "Have you used the pills that I asked Fifteen to give you?"
Yang Lin shook his head: "Not yet."
Yesterday, after discussing the state banquet with Yang Guang, he went back to sleep. When he woke up in the afternoon, he was busy with Jiujiu's wedding. How could he have the time to take those pills?
Besides, how could he not know the state of his body? Other than calming down and taking care of himself, there was no other way. Since he knew that he wouldn't get better, why would he take those useless pills?
Jiujiu frowned slightly and glared at Yang Lin. She shouted to Fifteen who was standing outside: "Fifteen, give me the pills."
Fifteen took out the pouch that contained the pills and handed it to Jiujiu.
Jiujiu opened the pouch and took out the pills. She handed them to Yang Lin and said coquettishly: "Last time, I passed by a temple and asked for these pills. It's said that they're good for the body. Daddy, quickly eat them. If you feel better, I'll ask for them again next time."
Hearing that it was the pills that Jiujiu asked for for him in the temple, Yang Lin's heart softened. He opened his mouth and swallowed the pills. He raised his hand and rubbed Jiujiu's cheeks: "Daddy's body is fine. If it really has a miraculous effect, you can eat it yourself."
Yang Lin touched the top of Jiujiu's head and signaled the housekeeper to put away the small figurine on the table. Looking at the figurine that was put away, Yang Lin sighed deeply and said in a melancholy tone: "Since you're not willing, then forget it. I still have palace affairs to deal with later. Fifteen, send the princess back."
"This subordinate obeys."
Yang Lin had already taken the pills. Jiujiu said goodbye and left with Fifteen.
It had only been a few days since she saw Nanke in Bi Yun. The willow branches by the pond had already sprouted a tender green. It was particularly bright on the gray branches.
Jiujiu quickened her pace and walked to the bottom of the willow branch. She looked at Shiwu who was following behind her and said with a smile, "Shiwu, if I wanted you to marry me, would you be willing?"
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
