Feng Qingwan would suddenly care so much about her sister's marriage, naturally because she was afraid that if Long Jingming really saw that if she was recruited into the palace, her status would be threatened. But she never thought that her sister really had someone she liked, and she was also a special imperial uncle!

If you just talk about the identity gap, after all, the prosperous Feng family is now the head of the four major families, and after Yan Wushuang's death, Feng Qingwan, the concubine, has become the head of the harem again, and the younger sister of his own family is not unworthy of marrying the imperial uncle as the concubine.

The biggest problem is that the world knows that King Cheyue has a weak and cold temperament, and now seven out of twenty are still unmarried, and the concubine has never been accepted, and it is said that there is not even a girl in the house, so that some good people suspect his dragon and yang fetish.

Therefore, behind the immortal-like noble appearance, many secret rumors are extremely unusual.

"Third sister, do you really want to be Princess Cheyue?"

As long as the arrogant third sister is willing to marry, now Feng Qingwan can't care about investigating the truth or falsehood of those rumors, anyway, if Qingyu can become a princess, it will be beneficial to her and the Feng family.

Only then did Feng Qingyuan realize that she was a little out of shape, and hurriedly withdrew her gaze to look at Long Yucang, her cheeks flushed as if she was drunk, but she still nodded hurriedly.

That's right, conceited and arrogant like her, the only one in this world that makes her admire, the only one who makes her heart move, is the fairy wind and the king of Cheyue. Although she has never officially met him, she has already secretly agreed in her heart, and even has the idea of not marrying.

Feng Qingwan nodded, but he didn't say anything, but turned around to serve Emperor Xuan's banquet intently, whispering a few words intimately from time to time, and smiling charmingly.

Seeing them so "affectionate" in public, Feng Huanling no longer had the slightest jealousy in her heart, only the boiling hatred kept surging, she secretly gritted her teeth and clenched her fists before she could barely suppress it, and finally simply buried her head in food and stopped looking at it.

The atmosphere of the birthday banquet gradually became relaxed and warm, from Prime Minister Feng Wanquan to the throne of Emperor Xuan, the first to toast to the throne, to the old birthday star, other officials began to follow suit, according to the size of the official rank to rush to the icing on the cake.

Seeing that Emperor Xuan seemed to be in a good mood, he did not refuse to come, and in the end, the other guests at the second table also stepped forward with courage, just hoping to be familiar in front of the saint.

At this moment, Feng Qingwan looked at King Cheyue, and suddenly asked as if unintentionally: "Uncle Huang has returned to Beijing this time, but he plans to settle down and marry the princess?" ”

"When the king was young, he entered the Yuanling Mountain to bathe in Xianze, and everyone in the world knew that the king was dedicated to the Tao, so he did not care about marrying a wife. It is enough for my dragon clan royal family to have a holy branch and continue the incense, even if this king is lonely and widowed for a lifetime, what does it matter? ”

"How can Uncle Huang think like that? In the past, it was just enough to practice in the Immortal Mountain, but now that he has returned to the 'earthly world', it is naturally better to marry a wife and have children as soon as possible. ”

Long Jingming also spoke at the right time, but only he knew whether the intention in his words was true or false.

"The Holy Lord said very well, Uncle Huang must not bear the hard work of the Holy Lord. Today coincides with my grandmother's birthday, and if the imperial uncle can fancy which daughter can ask the saint to marry, no one can refuse the favor of the imperial uncle. ”

"Yes, there are only three daughters in Prime Minister Feng's family who have not left the cabinet, and Miss Feng San is even more famous and talented, so she won't be able to fall into the eyes of Uncle Huang, right?"

The indifferent smile on Long Jingming's handsome face remained unchanged, and he looked at King Cheyue's gaze, but there was a hint of coercion.

Emperors have always been the most intolerant of disobedience, and Emperor Xuan, who was particularly difficult to seize the throne, cared more about the words "Chrysostom and Jade Words", and anyone who dared to go against his will would not have a good result in the end.

The once sharp queen Yan Wushuang is the best example!

And King Cheyue, who is regarded by the world as indifferent and detached as an immortal, has always been a thorn in Emperor Xuan's throat.

The originally lively hall fell silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes fell on the plain white figure dressed in moonlight, and Feng Qingyan was so nervous that she forgot to breathe, and her creamy cheeks were full of anticipatory flush.

That's the dignified Uncle Cheyue Emperor, the first beautiful man recognized by the Guiyuan Continent, and even the little princess of the Fire Phoenix Kingdom, who is known as the first beauty in the world, can't ask for it!

To be his wife is the wish of the girl in the boudoir to "die without regrets"!

"Since the saint and the concubine have opened the golden mouth, then the minister will be cheeky to ask to marry a young lady in the house in front of his aunt and Prime Minister Feng."