Feng Yu looked at Ling Yun holding Feng Nian, she was crazy with jealousy, and glared at Feng Nian viciously, as if she was going to tear him apart.

Hearing Ling Yun's words, he was so angry that he scolded and retorted: "No! ”

"The mother emperor clearly said that it was not him Feng Nian who gave us marriage!"

Ling Yun had never been so disgusted with a person, and looked at Feng Yu, whose eyes were full of envy and resentment, his face was slightly gloomy.

"The fifteenth prince must not talk nonsense, the holy decree has been made, and it is the last general and the eldest prince who Your Majesty has given the marriage, not you."

"It's not!"

Feng Yu jumped to her feet in anger and gritted her teeth: "Obviously, the mother emperor is planning to marry the two of us!" ”

Facing Shang Fengnian's puzzled gaze, Ling Yun didn't want him to misunderstand, so he said.

"I heard about this matter, and I heard that the fifteenth prince thinks that the last general is a vulgar martial artist who is not worthy of you, so he has exhausted all means in order not to marry the last general."

Feng Yu was dumbfounded, she... How would she know?

His face was pale, and he was anxious to justify: "No, I ......"

"The fifteenth prince doesn't need to explain, the last general is indeed a rough man and is not worthy of you."

After Ling Yun finished speaking coldly, he stared sideways at Feng Nian in front of him, pursed his lips slightly, and his tone was soft and low.

"If so... The eldest prince also thinks that the last general is not worthy of you, and the last general can go and ask His Majesty to withdraw his will. ”

"Don't ......"

Feng Nian hurriedly grabbed her hand, retracted it as if it was burned, glanced at Ling Yun, lowered her eyes shyly, her clear and fair face was slightly flushed, and she whispered.

"When did I say you're bad~"

Ling Yun's eyes lit up slightly, staring straight at Feng Nian, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile.

"Is the eldest prince willing to marry the last general?"

Feng Nian's face flushed, his eyes were like water, and he nodded slightly.

Ling Yun was slightly happy in his heart, holding Feng Nian's hand and solemnly vowing: "The eldest prince can afford the last general, and the last general swears that he will treat you well and will never let you down." ”

Seeing this scene, Feng Yu was furious.

"Lingyun! How can you like him! You should be my wife! This prince won't allow you to marry him! ”

All this was supposed to be his!

It's all to blame Feng Nian!

It was he who robbed him of everything!

This shameless slut!

Feng Nian saw Feng Yu's appearance, and her heart was complicated: "Brother ...... Emperor"

"Shut up!"

Feng Yu's eyes were scarlet at the moment, she glared at Feng Nian with jealousy and resentment, and scolded angrily.

"If you hadn't taken the lead, Lingyun would have been mine!"

"Why didn't you get married! Why me?! ”

"Don't you pride yourself on brotherly affection and brotherly harmony? Then you go and tell the mother that you go to get married, you give me Lingyun, you go! ”

Feng Nian looked at the crazy Feng Yu in a daze, struggling in her heart, sad and sad.

He didn't think about robbing anything with Fengyu, he knew when he was a child that his father and concubine were not favored, and even he was bullied by his brothers and sisters.

His father always advised him to be patient, not to fight, not to grab, not to come out, and he always did so.

But his forbearance did not exchange for the softness of others' hearts, and he intensified the abuse and beating.

He also went to the mother to complain, but it was useless.

He didn't understand, why didn't the Queen like him?

Why does the father and concubine never compete for favor and never step out of the dormitory?

Why is it that the same prince, other princes are pampered, they want what they want, but he has nothing.

He didn't understand.

Ling Yun saw that Feng Nian's mood was wrong, thinking that he was affected by the words of the fifteenth prince, and couldn't help but put his arm around his shoulder and whispered to comfort him.

"Don't think about it, the marriage is decided by Your Majesty, it's not your fault, you don't have to blame yourself."

Feng Nian looked light, smiled lightly and shook his head: "I just thought of some things, and I was a little sad." ”

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Ling Yun didn't ask much: "I'll send you back to the palace." ”

"Hmm."

Feng Nian nodded slowly.

The two of them and Xiao Ye ignored the angry Feng Yu and turned around and left the Imperial Garden.