Chapter 1168 Discussing Marriage
Qiao Dajiang, who was standing to the side, was almost dumbfounded.
This is His Majesty the Emperor, yet he is so humble and approachable in front of Ranran.
This is all because Ranran is exceptionally talented!
Although reluctant to see her daughter get married, she had to admit that the prince was indeed the most worthy of Ranran in the world.
Leaving aside his handsome appearance, noble status, and impeccable family background, the Dingbei Prince's Mansion's tradition of monogamy and the absence of concubines and maids already surpassed all other sons of powerful and wealthy families.
Look at the old prince, although he has become emperor, he has no concubines.
Although the prince had a bad reputation when he was the heir apparent, he never had any scandals involving women.
There are even rumors that he is averse to women and may be homosexual.
After getting to know Ranran, he only became close to Ranran and never allowed other young women to get close to him.
Moreover, he willingly agreed to Ranran's request to get married when she turned eighteen and have children when she turned twenty, and he even risked his life to protect Ranran several times, which shows that he truly loved her.
Based on these facts alone, he, the future father-in-law, had no choice but to look at his future son-in-law with new respect.
Although Qiao Ran did not revere imperial power, she was still very moved that an elder would lower himself to speak to her, a junior.
She curtsied to the Emperor, then glanced at her fiancé who was looking at her with hopeful eyes, and nodded with a smile:
"I'll leave it to my elders!"
The Emperor was overjoyed:
"Good! Good! Good! I'm glad you agreed! Then, I'll discuss the wedding date and arrangements with your father! Han'er, the chrysanthemums in the Imperial Garden are in full bloom, why don't you take Ran'er for a stroll?"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Mo Beihan was so happy he didn't know what to do. Upon hearing his grandfather's arrangement, he immediately took Qiao Ran's hand and walked out of the imperial study to let the two elders discuss the wedding date.
In the Imperial Garden, chrysanthemums of all colors bloom in competition, and the air is filled with their elegant fragrance, attracting butterflies to dance among the flowers.
Beside the stone-paved path stands a pomegranate tree. It is currently pomegranate season, and the bright red fruits hang heavily on the branches, bending them down.
Qiao Ran was thirsty and liked to eat pomegranates, so she picked one, opened it, and ate it.
"Hey……"
Before Mo Beihan's outstretched hand could even finish, the bright red pomegranate seeds were already in Qiao Ran's mouth.
The sweet juice burst in her mouth, and Qiao Ran nodded in satisfaction:
"These pomegranates are so sweet! Do you want some?"
She handed over the other half of the pomegranate, only then noticing Mo Beihan's hand that had just been withdrawn, and looked puzzled:
"what happened?"
"No...nothing."
He suddenly remembered the folk saying that pomegranates produce many seeds, and that families who hoped for many children and blessings would plant pomegranate trees at home so that young women could eat more and have more children.
He didn't want too many children, lest they distract Ranran and affect their sweet life together.
He hopes that as long as Ranran is willing to have children, having one or two children with her would be enough, and he hopes that Ranran can pay more attention to him.
He was too embarrassed to say such childish and selfish things aloud, so he stammered it out.
He took the pomegranate and took a bite.
Sure enough, it was bursting with juice, and the juice was very sweet. However, the pomegranate had seeds, which made it inconvenient to swallow, and you had to spit them out.
"The seeds of these pomegranates are too hard! They're such a hassle to eat! I'll send a few soft-seeded pomegranate trees to the palace next spring."
Qiao Ran managed to eat half a pomegranate, but then lost all desire to eat more.
"Great! I'll definitely have the palace servants plant more, so you can pick them whenever you want."
Mo Beihan stopped and looked at her:
"Ranran, are you really willing to marry me? Is it because I kept pestering you that you had no choice but to agree?"
He felt uneasy, fearing that Ranran had only reluctantly agreed to the marriage because she couldn't stand his persistent pleading.
