In fact, when Feng Zhijing was thinking about it, Jun Zimo was very apprehensive, afraid that Feng Zhijing would refuse. Unexpectedly, Feng Zhijing agreed. Jun Zimo is indescribably happy.

Seeing Jun Zimo so happy. The emperor was sincerely happy. This son of his, since the death of his mother. I've never been happier than ever. He believes in his son's choice, and Junzimo has never made a mistake in doing things. He believes that there will be no problems this time, Feng Zhijing must have advantages that others can't see, so that this son will desperately ask to marry. Thinking so, the emperor agreed: "Since both of you agree. Then I will give you both a marriage. ”

Feng Zhijing and the gentleman Mo saluted the emperor and said, "Thank you to the emperor (thank you). ”

"Get up! Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Everyone eats to their heart's content. After a while, there will be moon viewing and poetry. Let's see who comes out on top. The emperor said with a smile.

Feng Zhijing and Jun Zimo returned to their seats. Feng Zhi sat quietly in her seat. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, some were envious. There are all kinds of expressions of anger.

And Feng Zhirou beside her whispered to her: "Don't be happy too early." You haven't married yet. Beware of you offending too many people. There is no small life to marry. ”

Feng Zhirou hated Feng Zhijing. If it weren't for Feng Zhijing, she would have been able to marry the prince, and now her reputation has been ruined. The prince didn't want him. And how can this waste get the pity of the crown prince and the second prince. Feng Zhirou is now crazy with hatred. She now wants to slash Feng Zhijing with a thousand knives in order to calm the anger in his heart.

Ignore Feng Zhirou's warning. Instead, he said mockingly: "You finally stop pretending, don't pretend to be weak anymore." It's also rare to finally show your true colors. ”

Bai Mei sat next to them, and their family seats were all sitting together. You can hear the conversation between the two of them. Bai Mei didn't say anything. Instead, he glanced at Feng Zhi.

Feng Zhi nodded slightly, comprehending.

She smiled and picked up her wine glass and deliberately said loudly to Feng Zhijing: "Congratulations to Sister Chang for marrying a good husband." This glass of wine is my toast to you, I used to be ignorant. I hope my sister can forgive me. ”

Feng Zhijing couldn't help but feel funny. These people blatantly played a conspiracy in front of her eyes, and thought she was as stupid as before.

Feng Zhijing said bluntly: "There is no need to mention anything between our sisters to forgive or not. Since you congratulate me, thank you, but I can't drink this glass of wine because I'm not feeling well. ”

Feng Zhiwei said pitifully: "Then you just don't forgive me." ”

Bai Mei and the others calculated that Feng Zhijing was not good at refusing in front of so many people! If she didn't drink a glass of wine, it meant that she didn't have enough bearing and couldn't forgive her sister. ruined her reputation. If you drink this glass of wine, then it is even more exciting, this glass of wine is put in the acacia. This can make Feng Zhi Jing and beautiful. and even fornication with others. No matter what kind of thing it is, Feng Zhijing does not have a good result.

But it always backfires. They underestimated Feng Zhijing.

Feng Zhijing pulled down her face unhappily and said, "If you don't drink, don't you forgive?" I told you that I'm not feeling well, didn't you hear? Or did you do something unseemly, did you put something good in the wine? Do you have to let me drink this glass of wine?"

Feng Zhiwei was choked for a while, not knowing how to answer. Because of the high pitch of their words, they attracted countless people. Gaze. Originally, many people looked at Feng Zhijing because she gave the second prince a marriage. All of a sudden, the people in the garden looked at them.

Feng Zhijing had already smelled the medicine in this wine! No matter what, she also understood pharmacology.

At this time, Bai Mei pulled Feng Zhiwei's clothes. Feng Zhi reacted slightly. Then he said with a face full of grievances: "Sister Yan, I just saw that you and the second prince were engaged and happy, so I wanted to toast you with a glass of wine." Don't frame me. How can you think of me like that?" said and cried pitifully.

Feng Zhijing couldn't help but want to laugh when she saw her face. Her acting skills are far from Bai Mei's mother and daughter. Tears did not come out. The hatred in the eyes was not hidden.

Feng Zhijing said lightly: "Thank you! Bless me, I can't drink this glass of wine, I have already told you that I can't drink if I'm not feeling well." Since this glass of wine, you didn't put anything. Let's sisterhood, why don't you help me drink this wine. If you help me drink this glass of wine, how about I give you the third-level pill that the emperor gave you?

For a while, people's eyes widened when they heard this, they must know that the third-level lamp pill is in Fengling Country, and it is also the best pill. It's expensive. Feng Zhijing actually wanted to give it to Feng Zhiwei. Just drink a glass of wine and give it to her. That's too generous, isn't it? It's just as Feng Zhijing said, there is something in this glass of wine. All of a sudden, people were speculating.

Could it be that as the rumors say, Feng Zhirou

In order to marry the prince and frame Feng Zhijing for a private meeting with another man, did this Feng Zhiwei poison the wine again?

Feng Zhiwei didn't know what to do, she stood there with wine. She knew what was in the glass. If you drink it, the consequences are unimaginable.

You can tell there must be something in that glass, and if I didn't have a house, I would have drunk it.

The air condensed for a moment. Shirami saw this result. Hurriedly played the round and said: "Wei'er, since your sister is not feeling well, she can't drink, so sit down." ”