"Ahem!" Ye Fusang coughed embarrassedly, "It's nothing." Ye Fusang's face turned even redder, he was a county lord and a woman who respected the country, and he was actually looked down upon.

"Ahem, Shiyin, you rest early, I, there's something to do." Ye Fusang hurriedly finished speaking, almost running away, the waiter looked at Ye Fusang's panicked back, the corners of his mouth curled up, Fusang, it has really changed a lot.

When Ye Fusang went out, Feng Mohan was standing under the peach blossom tree, looking at her sarcastically, as if telling her timidity, Ye Fusang didn't pay attention to him and walked out directly, Feng Mohan didn't mind, just followed Ye Fusang quietly, until Ye Fusang walked into the back room, he still followed.

Ye Fusang's eyebrows jumped a few times suddenly, this man, does he know what the difference between men and women is, don't people in this era care more than him?

"Come on, arrange a room for this son." Ye Fusang turned around and instructed indifferently, and then glanced at Feng Suhan, "I want to take a break and change your clothes." ”

Feng Mohan was stunned for a moment, looking at Ye Fusang's back, his eyes couldn't help but soften, is this person concerned about him?

In the underworld, Hua Sichen hurriedly walked in from outside, "Wang, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, his subordinates have retrieved the sealed memory of the Fusang Fairy from Lethe, and in a few days, the memory will be completely fused with the current soul of the Fusang Fairy, and the king will be able to bring back the soul of the Fusang Fairy." ”

Hearing this, Hua Yuanxian nodded, his expression was a little tired, his eyes gradually deepened, he was looking forward to it, if Fusang remembered him, what kind of performance would it be, after waiting for a thousand years, suffering for a thousand years, he would finally be able to reunite soon, this time, even if he wanted to destroy his body, he would never let her suffer a little grievance.

Fusang is his calamity, how can he not be Fusang's calamity!

The next day, Ye Fusang got up early and went to the court, in fact, she didn't like to go to the court, she didn't like to face those complicated things, but the empress had to call her to go.

When Ye Fusang went to the court, he unexpectedly saw that Feng Yan was actually there, today he was dressed very grandly, and when he saw Ye Fusang coming in, a shy smile appeared on his face.

Looking at the smile on Feng Yan's face, Ye Fusang couldn't help but feel a tingling in his back, Feng Yan, didn't she always hate her, how could she show such an expression today.

Ye Fusang unconsciously took a defensive posture, walked over and stood in his position with a stiff body, Murong Yan glanced at Ye Fusang, and frowned slightly, "Didn't sleep well last night?" ”

As soon as Murong Yan's words fell, countless eyes fell on him, sweeping back and forth between him and Ye Fusang, those pairs of eyes were full of gossip, they hadn't forgotten how the county lord of Zhaoyang in the Fourth Princess's Mansion left ambiguously with General Murong in his arms.

Murong Yan also noticed the sight of the line, his brows furrowed unhappily, his eyes swept slightly, those ministers knew that they were wrong, and turned their heads coyly, and they still couldn't help but guess in their hearts, could it be that General Murong was a good woman, otherwise, how could he be twenty years old and not marry a husband, and only when talking to the county lord of Zhaoyang would there be a little emotional ups and downs.

"The emperor has arrived—"

A high-pitched voice from the female official pulled everyone back from meditation, and the empress stood on top of the court with a happy face, "Today, I want to announce something. ”

The empress looked at Ye Fusang with her eyes, "The ten princes are skillful and generous, gentle and generous, with outstanding character, and they are very happy." Now the prince is already weak, and when he is suitable for marriage, he should choose a virtuous woman and match. The lord of Zhaoyang has not yet established a husband, and the ten princes can be called heaven and earth, in order to become a beautiful woman, the ten princes will marry the lord of Zhaoyang, with the monarch, all the etiquette, handed over to the Ministry of Rites and the Qintian supervisor to jointly manage, choose a good day to complete the marriage. ”

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live, congratulations to the ten princes, congratulations to the county lord." The courtiers congratulated one after another.

Ye Fusang stood in place in a daze, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Murong Yan was also stunned, the whole person stood in place, his eyes looked at Ye Fusang in shock.

"Fusang, don't accept the order yet." The empress's face was full of joy, seeing that Ye Fusang did not accept the order, she couldn't help but remind her that if it was before, even if she felt sorry for Fusang, she would never marry Yan'er to Fusang, even if she knew that Fusang liked Yan'er wholeheartedly, she still pretended not to know, but today's Fusang made her very happy, not to mention, Yan'er was also interested in her.

Hearing this, Ye Fusang raised his head, looked at Feng Yan who was standing beside the empress with a complicated expression, took a deep breath, and knelt on the ground suddenly, making a crisp sound.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, the entire hall was silent in an instant, Feng Yan blinked, and looked at Ye Fusang with a puzzled expression.

"Fuso, what do you mean, even if you are grateful, you don't have to make such a big gift. Aren't you overjoyed? The empress joked with Ye Fusang with a playful face, and the ministers also reacted and laughed.

"Back to the emperor!" Ye Fusang lowered his head, his face was full of embarrassment, and after a while, he spit out a sentence from his mouth, "Fusang, you can't marry the prince of Fengyan and ask the emperor to take back his fame!" ”

As soon as Ye Fusang's words fell, the entire hall was instantly quiet, and the ministers looked at Ye Fusang with incredible faces, didn't the county lord of Zhaoyang always like Prince Fengyan? How could he refuse to marry in public today, and besides, how honorable it is to marry the prince, is this county lord too stupid or too blind. 、

Murong Yan's pupils shrank, he glanced at the empress who instantly blackened her face on the throne, and said in a low voice: "Ye Fusang, you are crazy, you are resisting the decree." He knew very well that even if the empress loved her very much, the royal reputation, the royal reputation was more important than everything, and Fusang's move was undoubtedly a slap in the face of the empress.

Ye Fusang's eyebrows flashed lightly, and he didn't speak, he understood Murong Yan's scruples, but ......

One is that she really has no intention of Feng Yan, and the other is that she doesn't want to make those men in the mansion sad. In her life, they are enough.

Feng Yan took a step back, but the little attendant behind him supported him, his eyes were instantly filled with tears, and he looked at the person kneeling in the hall in puzzlement, how could she be, how could she be so to herself?

"Fuso, you say it again!" The Empress slapped her palm on the table and stood up abruptly, with indescribable majesty.

"The emperor is angry!" The ministers knelt on the ground tremblingly, never seeing the empress lose her temper so much.

Ye Fusang gritted his teeth, "Fusang can't marry a prince." ”

"Ye Fusang, you are resisting the decree, I am giving you one last chance, do you want to marry the tenth prince?"

Ye Fusang was silent for a while, and just when everyone thought that things would take a turn for the better, she said: "Fusang is willing to accept the punishment!" ”

"You!" The empress was furious, obviously she didn't expect that she had said this, she actually refused, the empress's chest kept rising and falling, and she sat on the seat of the meeting with a crumbling stagger, "Come on, the lord of Zhaoyang County has no king, openly resisting the decree, and now he is pressed into the prison to wait for his fate!" ”

"Your Majesty!" Hearing this, Murong Yan was startled, and fell to his knees suddenly, just about to say something, but the empress waved her hand, "Those who seek mercy will be punished for the same crime." ”

"The Emperor's ......"

"Murong Yan, shut up." Ye Fusang straightened up and yelled at Murong Yan, who was still about to say something, and glanced at him with a warning look, Ye Fusang got up and walked out directly.

Ye Fusang sat in prison, not depressed, not flustered, just unprecedentedly calm, even though she knew that this would be the result, she still had no regrets.

"The prince is well!"

The sound of the jailer pressing disturbed Ye Fusang's thoughts, and when he raised his head, he saw Feng Yan standing outside the cell door with red eyes, at this time, he had long since lost his past tricks, and his face was still sticky with undried tears.

"Open the door." Feng Yan stared at Ye Fusang with both eyes, and commanded in a cold voice.

Hearing this, a look of embarrassment flashed on the jailer's face, and he lowered his head, "This, the prince ......"

"This prince told you to open it!" Feng Yan turned around suddenly, his voice couldn't help but increase, and the whole person exuded a momentum of not being angry and arrogant.

"Yes." Stunned by Feng Yan's momentum, the jailer had no choice but to take out the key and open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Feng Yan hurriedly ran to Ye Fusang, without saying a word, he pulled Ye Fusang and looked him up and down, "Ye Fusang, are you okay, I heard that anyone who enters here will be beaten." ”

Hearing this, Ye Fusang was stunned, she thought that Feng Yan's first sentence must have been to question herself, but she didn't expect that what he cared about was not why he refused to marry, not blaming himself for making him the laughing stock of the world.

Ye Fusang pushed him away slightly, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

Feng Yan wiped the tears that came out of his face indiscriminately, "Ye Fusang, you hurry up and escape, you will be killed if you resist the order." ”

As he spoke, Feng Yan pushed Ye Fusang and wanted to push her out of the prison door.

Ye Fusang smiled helplessly, fixed Feng Yan's body with one hand, and asked softly, "Yan'er, don't you blame me?" ”

Feng Yan lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly, "I don't blame you, I'm too self-righteous, I thought you liked me too, so I'm always so willful, I thought that you would be very happy when the mother queen gave you a marriage, but I didn't expect ......"

Listening to Feng Yan's words, Ye Fusang also felt bitter in her heart, she could imagine what would happen to the rejection of the marriage of a man from the female dignity country, even if he was as noble as a prince, he would be suspected and seen clearly