Feng Mochen came out of the Wanqing courtyard, and saw the housekeeper running from afar,

"Lord Wang, someone from the Zhou family is here." The housekeeper whispered in Feng Mochen's ear.

"Is this time coming? Who is it? Feng Mochen was puzzled, he had already broken off contact with the Zhou family, how could he come to the Qi Palace's mansion to find him?

"Master Zhou."

"This king knows, where is he now?"

"The slave invited Zhou Gongzi to the hall."

"Well, this king knows, you go and inform the princess and let her come to the hall to meet Zhou Gongzi." Since Emperor Feng Moheng ascended the throne, he was afraid that one day disaster would affect the Zhou family, so he cut off contact with them.

The housekeeper came to Wanqing's courtyard and conveyed Feng Mochen's words to the maid Ziyu word for word, Wanqing in the house had not yet settled down from the frightening just now, Mo'er's eyes were red and distressed to look at her master, Ziyu walked in and told Wanqing what the housekeeper said,

"Princess, if you don't feel well, don't go, the slave and maid go and talk to the prince!" Mo'er's voice was a little choked.

"No need, let's go." Wanqing sorted out her emotions and walked towards the hall with Mo'er.

In the hall, Zhou Yi and Feng Mochen exchanged pleasantries for a while, Wanqing came to the hall with the maid, Zhou Yi got up and saluted,

"Zhou Yi meets the princess."

Wanqing looked at Zhou Yi, he was still the same, humble and polite.

"Zhou Gongzi doesn't have to be polite, sit down." Wanqing naturally sat beside Feng Mochen, and did not forget to glance at Feng Mochen a few times, with tenderness and sweetness in her eyes.

"The princess is still radiant, and the princess is now a little more moving." Zhou Yi praised.

"Zhou Gongzi praised it falsely." Wanqing heard Zhou Yi's praise is still generous and decent, without any pretentiousness, in Zhou Yi's eyes, Princess Qi is not inferior to those young ladies of the family, and even more attractive than them.

"Zhou Yi, is there something going on with the Qi Palace?" Feng Mochen asked Zhou Yi directly about the purpose of this trip, but saw Zhou Yi's face embarrassed.

"Lord Wang, your clothes..."Wanqing got up from her seat, walked in front of Feng Mochen, and naturally raised her hand to tidy up the messy clothes for him.

Zhou Yi sighed that the two are really a good match, I am afraid that if he is replaced, he will probably be much inferior in his cousin's position.

"Cousin, are you blushing?" Zhou Yi looked at Feng Mochen and covered his mouth and snickered.

"The king didn't. Don't talk nonsense. Feng Mochen turned his face away in embarrassment, this was the first time Wanqing had taken the initiative to approach him so actively, although he was just pretending in front of outsiders, his heart was still beating fast, and his face was red.

Wanqing smiled when she saw Feng Mochen's appearance and returned to her seat.

"Tell me quickly, what are you doing this time?" Feng Mochen said impatiently.

"Cousin, grandmother said that she misses you, and grandmother's health is not as good as before." Zhou Yi's face was embarrassed, he knew that if it wasn't for something important, he wouldn't come to the Qi Palace's mansion to make trouble for his cousin, he always remembered that his cousin had warned the Zhou family very seriously not to have anything to do with him, but grandmother...

"How is Grandmother now?" Feng Mochen didn't miss his grandmother, since the decision a few years ago. He has lost contact with his maternal grandmother for many years.

"My grandmother misses you so much, she talks about you every day and every night, and when she hears that you are married, she is yelling to come to the Qi Palace, no one can persuade me, so I have no choice but to come over and trouble my cousin." He himself hadn't seen Feng Mochen for many years, if he hadn't seen it once in Fengqilou last time, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to bother him today.

"Well, I know, I'll find time to see my grandmother, you tell my grandmother that I'm fine, let her rest assured." Feng Mochen was not sure when he would go to the Zhou family, and today the Zhou family came to the door for fear that the palace would already know, so he had to come down first and discuss it later.

"Okay, then I'll take my leave." Zhou Yi saw that Feng Mochen agreed, and he was also relieved.

"Well, take care of my grandmother."

"I will, cousin." After speaking, he turned around and followed the housekeeper out of the hall, looking at the back of Zhou Yi leaving, Feng Mochen sighed deeply.

Seeing Zhou Yi's figure disappear, Wanqing turned around and was about to go back to her yard, but was blocked by Feng Mochen's body.

"Isn't the princess going to say a word to this king, and she's going to leave like this" Thinking about her actions just now, Feng Mochen's expression was a little unnatural.

"I don't have anything to say to the prince." The tenderness on Wanqing's face has long faded, he can talk and not count, but he can't count.

"In fact, the three emperor brothers joined the battle for the heir, and this king has less contact with the Zhou family, after he sat in that position, he completely cut off the connection, and now he ......" Feng Mochen ignored Wanqing's willingness to listen, and stated, with a little desolation in his voice.

"Why is the prince telling me this?" Wanqing has lost her parents since she was a child, what does it feel like to be in family affection? I don't know what it's like.

"I promised my mother that I must live." Feng Mochen has endured humiliation and secretly lived for so many years, whenever he can't hold on, he will remember what he promised his mother.

How many years can the prince endure living in the hands of others? Although Wanqing hated him, he also had pity, and his heart was inevitably moved.

"What do you think the king should do?" Feng Mochen turned around and looked at Wanqing.

"The prince knows it in his heart, so why ask me again." Wanqing said that, and wanted to leave the hall.

"Is it okay for this king?" Feng Mochen didn't know if he was asking Wanqing or himself?

"Can I just ask you?" Wanqing left alone, leaving Feng Mochen standing in the hall and secretly hurting himself.

After thinking about it for a long time, the expression on Feng Mochen's face changed, as if he had an answer in his heart.

"Butler!" Feng Mochen's voice seemed to carry some excitement.

"The slave is here, what does the prince command?" The butler waited outside the door to listen to the king's orders.

"Prepare a generous gift and go to Zhou's house tomorrow."

"Yes! Lord, do you have any other commands? "It has been several years since the housekeeper came to the mansion, and it was the first time he saw the prince go to the Zhou family, and the princess's few words made the prince step into the Zhou family again, and the respect for the princess in his heart increased a few points.

"You go down and get ready." Feng Mochen didn't think of anything else for the time being.

"Yes, lord." The butler bowed and withdrew.

Wanqing thought about what Feng Mochen said all the way, why did he say this to himself, and when he came to the courtyard, he saw Wang Yuan and Mo'er chatting about something, Mo'er's little face was blushing for a while, and she was happy for a while.

"I've only been away for a while, are you just laid-back?"

When they heard someone talking, they raised their heads and looked at the source of the voice, and when they saw that the person who spoke was the princess, the two of them immediately distanced themselves and stepped forward to salute.

"Princess."

"Isn't it time for this princess to come back? Disturbed both of you. Wanqing looked at the two and smiled secretly, she didn't pay attention to them on weekdays, but today it seems that the two of them are very compatible.

"Princess, it's not what you think, it's... Just now, Wang Yuan and the slave maid talked about interesting things in the palace before. Mo'er's little face was flushed and she explained anxiously, rubbing her two little hands back and forth, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Oh, is that so?" Wanqing looked around, but she didn't see Ziyu's figure, she had arrived in the courtyard, but she didn't see her come to ask for peace.

"Princess, that's the ......" Mo'er originally told Wanqing what Wang Yuan told him.

"Where's Ziyu? Why don't you see her? After Mo'er finished speaking, Wanqing didn't seem to have seen Ziyu come out to say goodbye.

"The slave has seen the princess." Hearing that the princess was looking for her, Ziyu slowly walked out of the side room, walked to Wanqing and gave a lazy salute, and was about to stand up.

"Did this princess get you up?" Wanqing's voice was not loud, but with an irresistible majesty, Ziyu's whole body stiffened, and she didn't know whether it was better to stand up or not.

"You know all those thoughts of this princess, but this princess doesn't care, but now that you are so disrespectful to this princess, this princess can't keep you, you can go."

Hearing that the princess was going to let her go, Ziyu knelt down,

"Princess, the slave knows that it is wrong, the slave and the maid will not dare anymore, please don't drive the slave away! Please, Princess. Ziyu couldn't care about any image anymore, kneeling on the ground and dragging Wanqing's skirt, Mo'er came over and snatched the skirt from her hand, and sorted it out for Wanqing, Ziyu cried louder, Wanqing frowned,

"Wang Yuan is handed over to you." After speaking, he took Mo'er back to the room, leaving Wang Yuan, who was pale, and Ziyu, who was crying.

"Yes." In response, Wang Yuan dragged Ziyu out of the courtyard and handed it over to the housekeeper.

"Mo'er, you have also reached the age of marriage, can I marry a good family?" Wanqing took the tea handed by Mo'er, thinking of Wang Yuan and Mo'er just now, she wanted to see what this girl thought, and kept staring at Mo'er's expression after speaking.

"Is the princess going to drive away the slaves and maids? Did the slave do something wrong? After listening to Wanqing's words, Mo'er's eyes were already full of tears.

"You didn't do anything wrong, so are you interested in someone?"

"Yes," Mo'er replied with a blushing face.

"Who is it?" Wanqing looked at Mo'er curiously, and already knew in her heart, could it be that this person is...

"The slave doesn't say anything." Mo'er's face turned even redder.

"You don't say how I'm going to call the shots for you?"

"Slaves and maids don't need the princess to call the shots." Mo'er didn't want to leave the princess.

Wang Yuan had already handed over Ziyu to the housekeeper, and when he came back, he heard the conversation between the princess and Mo'er, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart, it turned out that she already belonged to her.

"Princess, Ziyu has been handed over to the housekeeper."

"Hmm." Wanqing saw that Wang Yuan was standing there and seemed to have something to say,

"Is there anything else?"

"Can the princess let Mo'er come to the courtyard for a while?" Wang Yuan, who finally couldn't help it, wanted to ask Mo'er for clarification. Mo'er looked at Wanqing, Wanqing nodded, and she turned around and came to the courtyard.

"What's the matter, what's the matter? Brother Wang Yuan: "Every time Mo'er saw Wang Yuan, her little heart began to plop and accelerate.

"I just want to ask who your crush is?"

"I won't tell you!" Asked by Wang Yuan like this, Mo'er lowered her head shyly.

"Why?"

Mo'er's face became even more shy, Mo'er looked up at Wang Yuan and quickly lowered it again, and took out a silk juan from his arms and handed it to Wang Yuan.

"Here you go! This is what I embroidered! After saying that, Wan'er went into the house and closed the door.

Wang Yuan, who stayed in place, looked at the door blankly,

"Who hasn't said it yet..."

"It's wood!" Mo'er inside said angrily and annoyedly.

"Haha..."Wang Yuan reacted, laughed happily, and was overjoyed in his heart. It turned out that Mo'er's crush was him.

"Tsk..."Wanqing looked at Mo'er's appearance really funny,

"Princess, did you hear it all..."

"Yes, your voice is so loud, I can't listen if I don't want to, the two of you are tired and crooked."

"Princess, don't make fun of me."

"I didn't laugh at you, I'm happy for you." Wanqing felt that Wang Yuan was not bad, Mo'er couldn't always follow her, and she should also find her own happiness.