Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1200
Chapter 1200: Chapter 1191: Fourth Brother, do you have someone you admire_1 Chapter 1200: Chapter 1191: Fourth Brother, do you have someone you admire_1 “Xijin is dominating the southwest, and there is a small affiliated country in the middle that has no territorial disputes with Fengqi. A marriage alliance between these two big countries will be beneficial to regional stability and would also alleviate dissatisfaction with Fengqi's rapid expansion,”
“Fengqi does not need to form a marriage alliance because of expansion.”
A clear and pleasing voice came with the wind, followed by the beautiful figure in a green dress.
Lin Qingluo, like a wisp of blue smoke, floated into the Morning Sun Hall, her form materialising in front of the desk.
“Greetings, Your Majesty.”
Xu Wei and the three officials from the Imperial Court bowed in salute.
“No need for formalities.”
Lin Qingluo's gaze was sharp, carrying an inherent authority.
“Little sister.”
Lin Jinyun's eyes brightened at the sight of his sister, “Where did you come from?”
“The Martial Arts Arena in the western suburbs.”
Lin Qingluo did not conceal, “Yin'er told me about the marriage alliance. After the preliminary round of the martial arts competition ended, I came straight here.”
Lin Jinyun's heart warmed, his eyes expressing concern, “Did you have dinner yet?”
“No.”
Lin Qingluo gave a mischievous smile, “I ate too much of Mother's chicken stew with sealwort at lunch. I'm not hungry at all.”
“Hahaha.”
Lin Jinyun laughed, lovingly patting his sister's head, “Fourth Brother will have a late-night snack prepared for you..”
“There's no need, Fourth Brother.”
Lin Qingluo politely declined with a smile, “I'm really not hungry. Don't trouble yourself.”
“If you don't want a late-night snack, at least have some fruit. Skipping food entirely is not good for your stomach.”
Lin Jinyun, deeply affectionate towards his sister, looked as if he feared her going hungry.
“Mm, alright.”
Lin Qingluo knew there would be no satisfying Fourth Brother if she didn't agree.
So, she nodded and responded with a sweet smile.
“Someone, bring some fresh fruit.”
Satisfied, Lin Jinyun revealed a contented smile.
“Yes.”
The attendant bowed and took his leave, and soon, two plates of fresh fruit were brought in on a tray and placed on the table.
“Sister, are you not in favor of the marriage?”
Lin Jiyun picked up an orange, skillfully peeled it and put a piece in front of her sister on a fruit plate.
“No, I don't approve.”
Enjoying her brother's affection, Lin Qingluo picked up the orange and took a bite, savoring its sweetness.
Lin Jinyun's eyes flickered, and he broke off another segment, placing it in the plate.
Lin Qingluo indulged in her brother's care with great satisfaction, picked up another piece, put it in her mouth and said, “Qingluo doesn't want her brother to sacrifice his own happiness and marry someone he doesn't like for the benefit of both countries.”
“Fourth Brother understands and will take this issue into serious consideration.”
Feeling warmth in his heart, Lin Jinyun lovingly ruffled his sister's hair, his eyes expressing softness.
“Fourth Brother, do you have someone you like?”
Lin Qingluo's eyes sparkled, thinking about her three close friends who were crazy in love, the gossip fires burning brightly, “Like, someone you've known since childhood, whose family is close with yours, and there's some small ambiguity between you?”
“No.”
Lin Jinyun blushed slightly, glimpsing his sister's teasing expression, he thought about the words he heard in the Fluttering Snow Residence.
“Not even a little feeling?”
Lin Qingluo shed metaphorical tears of sympathy for her three friends in silence.
“No.”
Lin Jinyun playfully smiled as he acted as if he was about to pinch his sister's cute nose.
“Alright, never mind, I won't ask anymore.”
Lin Qingluo quickly leaned back, dodging her brother's hand.
“Mischievous.”
Lin Jinyun gently knocked on her forehead and showed a charming smile.
*
At the Posthouse.
“Princess, it's late. It's time to sleep.”
Ming Xiang lifted the curtain and walked to the dressing table, carefully looking at the princess, her eyes round and bulging.
Chapter end
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