Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1431

Chapter 1431

This way, we can have the best of both worlds. Ming Zhao spoke frankly, "Sir, I am a businessman, and I have calculated everything. You only need to ask about your own wishes, and you don't need to complain for me."

In fact, if Shi Anxia hadn't testified for her about this kidnapping incident, she originally didn't intend to explain it too clearly.

In this way, her family would think that she was heartbroken and would not want her to get married.

But now there is a better way, which can not only delay getting married, but also reassure your family, and repay your lifesaver, and buy a future for yourself. Isn't it more than just the best of both worlds?

After all, Ma Chuyi was the best man Ming Zhao had ever seen. If Shi Anxia hadn't reminded Ming Zhao to love herself first before she could love others, she wouldn't have thought of this "three-year agreement".

Give yourself a chance, and give others a chance. If both parties have no other plans within three years, this is a good marriage.

Ma Chuyi re-examined the woman in front of him. She was shrewd, wise, and courageous. She even spoke of the businessman's calculations so blatantly, which made him look at her with new eyes.

He pondered and said, "If the girl doesn't feel wronged, why should I feel wronged? I will write a letter and ask my mother to come and propose marriage."

Ming Zhao smiled and said, "Okay."

The two of them decided to get married, perhaps because of the three-year agreement, or perhaps because they were both so open and honest, they both put their little private plans out in the open, which in turn gave rise to many feelings of closeness.

Ma Chuyi even drank two more cups of tea, showing a rare leisurely and elegant demeanor. "Does the tea smell like sweet-scented osmanthus?"

Ming Zhao nodded, "Yes, Jiangcheng doesn't have much else but lots of osmanthus. In a few months, the whole city will be filled with the fragrance of osmanthus. Not only is osmanthus tea delicious, but even osmanthus wine is a specialty of Jiangcheng."

"It can be seen that the girl likes Jiangcheng very much." A barely perceptible sense of melancholy rose in Ma Chuyi's heart.

There are no osmanthus flowers at the border, only the sunset glow, lonely smoke in the desert, endless galloping war horses, and soldiers training day and night.

It was bitter there, even the water was bitter. How could he bear to let such a delicate girl suffer like that?

Ming Zhao heard the hidden meaning in his words, reached out to refill his tea, and said lightly, "I have been to many places. I like the apricot blossoms in Xingzhou, the mountains and rivers in Yajiang, the snow in Beicheng, the wind in Nancheng, the peonies in Luocheng, and the fairy thorns in Mozhou..."

I love everything I see.

Ming Zhao grew up like this, shouldering the responsibility of the Ming family at a young age. Before she knew it, she was ready to get married.

The man in front of her was clear and straightforward, which suited her taste very well. He just lacked some romance, which was exactly what she wanted.

"I hope the girl also likes the sunset at the border and the lonely smoke in the desert, which have their own unique flavor." Ma Chuyi never knew that he would be able to speak like this one day.

Ming Zhao heard his determination and knew that guarding the border and defending the country was his lifelong ambition.

She lowered her eyes and opened her red lips, "I hope one day, I can walk with you."

This means she doesn't mind living at the border. But she didn't say that if she went to the border, she would definitely develop trade there.

No matter where she goes, she can't stop her determination to make money.

I hope that one day, I can walk with you. When Ma Chuyi heard these eight words, a strange emotion that he had never experienced before rose in his heart.

It seems that there is still some expectation.

He suddenly wanted to know, "What is the girl's greatest pleasure?"

Ming Zhao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and replied, "To make money." The money-grubbing smell of a businessman was fully reflected in her. She wanted to see his reaction, "Does this count?"

"Forget it." Ma Chuyi smiled bitterly, "But I can't."

He only knew how to march and fight, and lived a poor life.

Can the two of them succeed? The more I understand, the more anxious I become.