The Big Wedding (6)

His brows were tightly knitted together and he asked Feng Jiu to pour another cup.

This time, she changed her method. She put the wine in her mouth, held Qing Lin's face, and kissed him directly. She used this method to feed the wine to him.

When the Crown Prince got up, Feng Jiu couldn't believe it." Your Highness, you...!"

"I like him!"

Feng Jiu understood. No wonder His Highness would do this.

There was one more thing.

The Crown Prince didn't say it out loud. Even if he held the power and became the Human Emperor, he would pass the throne to his descendants in the future. Qing Lin was his only candidate and also someone he liked.

In this way, the problem of the royal family's inheritance could be solved.

"Follow the plan."

"Yes, sir!" Feng Jiu replied.