The king's brows tightened even more: They are not married yet, and if they do get married in the future, they don't know what will happen.
Married such a beautiful princess who may have a different heart as his concubine, can his son really not be fascinated by sex, and become a good monarch who is dedicated to the country and the people?
As the king's son, Allen certainly knew what he was thinking, and hurriedly promised: "Father, I can do it..."
"I'm not asking you."
However, the king ignored him directly, and once again set his sights on the little girl next to his son who was always smiling like a flower no matter what they said, but it was puzzling.
The king looked at her, and his eyes flickered for a moment: "This princess from the east, can you do it? After marrying Alan, she wholeheartedly thought about the country, assisted Alan in his career, became a wise princess, and shouldered all the responsibility. Take up the responsibility of being a queen in the future."
Jiao Yang thought about it seriously for a while, ignoring Alan beside her who kept pulling the hem of her clothes, smiled and shook her head.
"Sorry, I can't guarantee that."
"Jiaoyang..."
Allen's complexion turned pale, no matter what you say, at least agree first before you talk? She didn't understand her father's temper. His father had always been known for his virtues, and he had spent his whole life worrying about his subjects. If the king father felt that Jiao Yang could not afford the position of future queen, he would never let Jiao Yang marry him...
Sure enough.
"Then there is no way..."
The king sighed regretfully, and took a deep look at the handsome and beautiful girl in front of him, "However, I still have a solution. I wonder if the princess would like it?"
Jiaoyang smiled slightly, pulled her skirt, and made a royal court ceremony that belonged to her country: "I would like to hear more about it."
The king stared at her deeply: "Since everyone is going to be a queen, why don't the princess think about my son and think about me?"
Allen: ?
The mood that had finally eased up just now suddenly rose to the back of his throat, and he looked at him in disbelief: "...Father?!"
Not only Alan was shocked, but even Jiaoyang looked at him in surprise, but soon regained his smiling expression.
"What are you talking about?"
"I mean..." The king continued to use his serious tone, and said the suggestion of poaching the wall in front of his son without changing his expression, which was very shameless.
"Since you want to be the queen of our country, you don't have to consider my son. I am also a good choice? I can directly give you rights, status, and power... and I am still young, and I can live a long time at a young age. You can sit on the queen's position, you don't have to be a princess for most of your life... The most important thing is that I have the confidence that I will not become a king who is so seductive and foolish. If you are willing to be with me, I will give you enough Freedom... After I die, if you are willing to be with my prince, I will also choose to turn a blind eye."
This person is dead, how can he keep one eye open and the other closed?
Despite complaining inwardly, Jiaoyang still kept a constant smile on the surface.
Having said so much, she was poaching the corner of her son, telling her that it was better to choose herself than his son. He also put on a high-sounding look, saying how wise and tolerant he is.
Jiaoyang didn't say anything, in fact, she didn't need to say anything, the anger of Alan beside him was almost uncontrollable.
"Father!"
He pulled Jiaoyang aside and protected her behind him. When he looked at the king, his eyes were deeply disappointed and angry.
"Jiaoyang is my princess."
The king turned his gaze to him, and his eyes gradually changed from the enthusiasm when he faced Jiaoyang just now, to flatness, and then to indifference: "Wake up, Alan, all the glory and wealth you have now are all given to you by me. Without me, you are nothing."
Jiao Yang felt the muscles of Alan's arm holding her tense, trembling with anger.
But this is a cruel fact. Why is Allen so honorable? It is precisely because of his father. He has the so-called noble blood of the royal family, which is just the inheritance of his father.
"So now, has Princess Jiaoyang made up her mind? Really don't think about me?"
The king turned his gaze to her again. Because of desire and longing, the bottom of his eyes, which were originally clear and emerald green, deepened slightly and turned dark green.
"Compared to my son, I think..."
"I think…"
Jiao Yang interrupted him suddenly, she smiled and held back Alan's hand that was holding her tightly at first, but then gradually loosened because of her lack of self-confidence that was gradually being hit.
"Compared to an old and decrepit king, of course a prince in his prime is more suitable for me. In addition, you seem to have made a mistake—I was born a princess, and I was born to be noble. The so-called status, wealth, Power, I have never paid attention to it. I don’t even care about the position of the so-called queen. I would rather be a queen than a queen, but now I can give up even inheriting the throne for the sake of freedom. I have never paid attention to the location."
Ailun froze for a moment, then thought that Jiao Yang said these words for herself, and even mistakenly thought that the "abandoning the throne" she said was also for herself.
His eyes were complicated, but more emotion was moving, and he held her hand tightly again.
Yes...he had no reason to give up, and never thought of giving up.
The king's eyes showed wonder, but at the same time, he was more regretful, and he looked like he had suffered a huge blow.
...Aging and fading?
No one has ever described him like this before, he almost suspected that he was about to rush back to the bedroom to look in the mirror.
The corner of the king's mouth twitched for a while, and his face was a little ugly: "I...do you look that old?"
The corners of Jiao Yang's mouth curled up, revealing a smile: "Of course the king is not old, he looks less than fifty years old. Just now, Jiao Yang was just joking with you."
"...Jiaoyang, I am thirty-nine years old."
However, after being hit so repeatedly, no matter how confident the king is, he will inevitably become a little unconfident at this moment.
So he waved his hand and lay down on the throne, ready to pretend to be dead to fool him first.
"Forget it, you guys go back first, let me think about it first."
Allen saluted, then pulled Jiaoyang away without even looking at the king. On the way of walking, he held her tightly, as if afraid that she would be snatched away by others.
When the two parted, Allen still whispered in her ear as promised, and stared at her affectionately with his emerald green eyes.
"Don't worry, Jiao Yang, I won't let anyone be an obstacle to our being together."
At that time, Jiao Yang smiled and nodded, but she didn't really care.
But what she didn't expect was that the method of "not letting anyone become an obstacle" in Prince Ellen's mouth was actually adopted in that way.
Prince Alan, who has always been known for his filial piety, has become the king with the fastest rise to power and the most **** and cruel methods in history.
This plane is a short story~