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

Chapter 1830

In fact, she had thought so when Ye Baoer was injured in Chang'an County. But it would be a pity for a dog as smart as Ye Baoer to be just a pet dog.

Just like Tang Xinghe and Ma Chuyang, they are obviously talented generals, but they just stay in Beijing and play with cats and dogs like playboys. Isn't it a pity?

The young man in bright clothes and riding a horse at that time, which one of the girls didn't feel the spring water flowing in their hearts? It had nothing to do with love, but it was heart-warming and made people think about it every day.

Shi Anxia felt mixed emotions, like a mother worried about her child. She wanted glory and honor, but also wanted peace and success.

How can you have the best of both worlds?

Shi Anxia ordered to stay in Shicheng for one more day and send someone to look for stray dogs on the street.

We collected more than ten dogs, big and small, all of which were unattended and starving to the point of being skinny.

All the stray dogs were brought on board, and Zhuo Qiran helped to remove lice and deworm them, and checked them for any diseases.

Zhuo Qiran worked with a head full of white hair, and said to Bei Hui expressionlessly, "Tell your master that this is a different price. I am a royal physician, receiving a salary from the court, but I have become a veterinarian."

Bei Hui now finds Zhuo Qiran particularly pleasing to the eye, and is somewhat flattering, "Master Zhuo, you have worked hard!"

She just learned the whole story from the Madam. To sum up, Zhuo Qiran is her own man, not only responsible for the lives of the Madam and her young master and princess, but also the secrets of the Madam and the young master.

In Bei Hui's eyes, such people are definitely the most noble.

In short, she could now automatically see the white hair as a glittering halo. Each strand of white hair showed off the outstanding achievements of the man in front of her.

She blurted out, "Does Lord Zhuo have a sweetheart?"

Zhuo Qiran looked up at her and asked, "Why, you want to marry me?"

Bei Hui blushed. She originally wanted to say that if Lord Zhuo had a lover, the princess would definitely arrange a marriage for him in the future.

This was just a casual remark that came to my mind on the spur of the moment, but I never expected Lord Zhuo to be so straightforward.

Zhuo Qiran was not joking when he asked this question. He had been thinking about it for a while. He was not sure how long he could live, but it would be unfilial to be single and childless.

He was not in a hurry before, thinking there was a long time to come.

Now he is anxious and feels that the situation is imminent.

But how could he, a dying man, implicate the girl?

When he heard Bei Hui asking him, he asked back.

After asking this question, he took a closer look at the girl in front of him.

The girl is not very fair, but she has delicate features and beautiful eyebrows. At first glance, she is not noticeable. But at second glance, she is quite attractive.

Moreover, the girl's eyes were particularly clear, gentle and firm.

No wonder he can become the princess' most trusted person!

Seeing the girl blushing, Zhuo Qiran laughed to himself, "Forget it, just treat me as nonsense. A short-lived person like me is not worthy of getting married."

His words made Bei Hui's heart tremble.

"How come you are a short-lived ghost? Lord Zhuo, don't say that."

Zhuo Qiran just chuckled and raised his hand to casually brush away the hair hanging in front of his forehead. The frosty white strands were particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

"My hair is as white as snow," he said calmly, as if he was talking about today's weather. "When I go out, people will think I'm an old man in his seventies or eighties. What do you think, if this isn't a sign of a short life?"

"No, no!" The more Bei Hui tried to comfort people, the worse it became. "Master Zhuo clearly has a rosy complexion and is in good spirits. He doesn't look like a short-lived ghost..."