Yehua didn't realize that he had violated the taboo and put the emperor in a dilemma, but stared at his father with an expectant and questioning gaze. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When the emperor was looked at with a reproachful gaze, his stomach was full of anger and rushed out of his chest.

What's the matter, whoever pulls this idiot down, even if he is embarrassed, he has to pull him up.

However, he forgot that he himself had agreed to Yehua's request in advance that he couldn't do, who could blame him?

"The emperor's ......" was when the emperor had a difficult choice, and a charming voice came to mind in his ears, it was the queen who had been sitting beside him.

The queen was born extremely gorgeous, and she was well maintained, looking like a young girl in her early twenties, but unfortunately even if she was well maintained, the faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes still betrayed her age.

She is Yehua's biological mother, and Yehua's ability to successfully sit on the throne of the crown prince and has not been pulled down is largely due to her.

"What?" There was a trace of impatience in the emperor's eyes, he was already very annoyed, and this old woman was still bothering him at this time.

And the queen didn't seem to see the impatience in the emperor's eyes, but turned around and whispered something in the emperor's ear.

The voice was too small for anyone to hear the content of the empress's words, and the only thing that could be observed was that the emperor's tightly furrowed brows slowly stretched in the empress's words.

In the end, there was a hint of unclear meaning.

"She deserves to be my queen, and she thinks so thoughtfully." The emperor reached out and took the empress's hand with a happy face, and praised it unabashedly, but smiled hypocritically and hatefully.

The queen only smiled slightly at the emperor's sudden warmth, and the streamer in her eyes carried the pride of a victor and an incomprehensible calculation.

Even if the man next to her hates her, in the end, doesn't it make the son of the woman he hates the most the crown prince? Isn't it the same that when he planted the blame, he killed the woman he loved the most because of the taboo on her mother's power?

Even his most beloved son, the son who was predicted by most people as a future prince when he was born, became lame and was imprisoned in a cold courtyard.

And he, the emperor of the superficial scenery, couldn't do anything, he could only watch, and endure all kinds of mental torture alone.

Sooner or later, this world will belong to her son, and it can only be her son's.

After just a short while, the emperor put down the hand holding the queen and said to Feng Hua: "Feng Hua, how do you feel about the crown prince?" ”

Isn't this knowingly asked?

"His Royal Highness the Prince, as a prince, is naturally a dragon and a phoenix among people." I couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in the emperor's gourd, so Feng Hua could only flatter.

She is now a citizen of Xichu, and she still pretends to be patriotic in front of other people, leaving a thin face for the emperor, anyway, she will not lose a piece of meat if she praises Yehua.

As everyone knows, he fell into the hands of the emperor.

"In that case, then I will marry you and the prince, and then marry into the prince's mansion after you have completed the marriage."

What's the horse?

Feng Hua was stunned by the unexpected will, but in the eyes of others, he forgot to react because of joy.

"Fenghua, don't you kneel down and thank you." Feng Yixiong saw that Feng Hua had not reacted, and couldn't help but be a little anxious, and opened his mouth to remind.

Since Feng Hua's appearance changed, he has always had the idea of letting Feng Hua marry into the palace, and now there is such an opportunity not to be with him.

What's more, the crown prince is the future monarch, and if he is Fenghua, he can become a palace, so his prime minister's mansion will also ascend to heaven because of one person, and no one can threaten the status of Fengfu.

Feng Yixiong thought happily, not noticing Feng Hua's strange expression at all.

"I'm not married."

A coquettish sound made Feng Yixiong's dream end, and he became sweaty in an instant.