As soon as Concubine Ming showed a smile on her face, Feng Hongyin turned her head and looked at Concubine Ming in front of her with light eyes: "But I don't have any feelings for her, I won't like her before, and I won't in the future." The Ming family wants this position of Zhu Princess, I can see it in your face and give it to them, and I will repay you for your upbringing. ”

Concubine Ming was stunned, and her eyes were slightly evasive.

That night, Ming Rou was able to be so simple in this palace, and she could also send Feng Hongyin the sobering soup with aphrodisiacs that night in her name, and it was naturally the credit of Concubine Ming.

Feng Hongyin first lost his mother when he was young, and was later fostered to the queen's knees.

But it didn't take long for the first queen to pass away, and he was fostered by Concubine Ming.

Concubine Ming was just a concubine back then, and although she couldn't call him sincere, she didn't treat him badly.

But when Feng Hongyin was under her knees, she was already the current cold and cold character, and the two were not close at all.

Concubine Ming was afraid that the Ming family would lose his help after she died, so she naturally had to think about the Ming family, so she helped Ming Rou in every possible way, and asked the two of them to cook rice and rice, and talk about it later.

Hearing Feng Hongyin say this at this time, Concubine Ming knew that he knew everything, but he was thinking about a meager mother-son relationship, so he didn't debunk it.

She lowered her eyes and wanted to say a few more words for Mingrou, but Feng Hongyin interrupted her: "Mingrou has entered the mansion, and I have the right to raise more precious flowers and plants in the mansion, and I will not treat her badly, but she has the name of Princess Zhu, so don't think about anything else in Xiao." ”

Looking at his expression, Concubine Ming naturally knew that he was not joking.

Mingrou married in just a widow, but as long as she has the name of the princess, the Ming Mansion will be able to get his light.

Besides, who can say what will happen in the future? Maybe he's swearing now, and one day he'll suddenly open his mind?

Thinking like this, Concubine Ming's face brought a smile again: "My son can accept Xiaorou, and if an old woman with half of my body in the earth can have a daughter-in-law, I will be content." ”

Feng Hongyin didn't speak, just saluted indifferently, and then turned around and left.

Mingrou is the second lady of the Ming family, if it is in the past, her marriage will have to be hired by three media and six times, and she will post auspiciously, from kissing to getting married, she can't get down for half a year.

But Concubine Ming was afraid of long nights and dreams, and the Ming family also knew how to get this princess, for fear that Feng Hongyin would regret it, so she quickly chose an auspicious day, and a small sedan chair sent Ming Rou over.

Everyone in the capital is talking about this marriage that should have been a big deal, but no one can say what it was for, why is the second lady of the Ming family worse than the concubine's room, and just such a small sedan chair was carried into the palace?

Before Mingrou was carried into the palace, she lost her temper in the Ming family.

She has been high-spirited since she was a child, and later fell in love with Prince Zhu, and she thought about how to be carried into the palace by the eight sedan chairs every day, and how to let everyone in the capital know how beautiful she was to marry Prince Zhu.

But I didn't expect Feng Hongyin to really do such a thing.

If he humiliates her like this, isn't he afraid that others will laugh at her?!

But even if she lost her temper again, the sedan chair had arrived at the door, and she didn't dare not get up.

It doesn't matter, even if this is a grievance, but when she enters the prince's mansion, she is the princess.

From now on, he will be his husband.

Thinking like this, Mingrou was even a little proud.