It's just that after she entered the mansion, she saw that except for the symbolic posting of the word "happiness" at the gate and the hanging of red lanterns, the entire palace could not see the appearance of the newlywed at all, and it was still deserted.

Mingrou pulled Xipa herself and looked at the deserted palace.

She took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart.

"Where's the prince?"

The little servant who followed him half-knelt down and respectfully said: "The prince is still in the study." ”

"Study?!" She raised her voice and pointed to her surroundings with a trembling hand: "What about the wedding banquet?" What about the guests I want to invite? ”

The little servant paused, and then continued: "The prince said that he is busy with official business today, so those vulgar rites will be waived." ”

Mingrou took two steps back, and a vicious look appeared on her face with a smug smile at this time: "Vulgar etiquette? Ha, haha. ”

She gritted her teeth and asked word by word: "Your lord, don't you have time to worship heaven and earth with me?" ”

The little girl didn't respond this time, but just waved her hand: "The princess is tired, send the princess back." ”

Immediately, an attendant came over and bowed respectfully: "Please go back to the house." ”

"I'm not going back!" With a wave of her hand, she pushed the attendant away and headed for the study.

Feng Hongyin was looking at the fold in his hand.

Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open.

The attendant knelt on the ground in embarrassment: "Lord, we can't pull the princess." ”

Feng Hongyin closed the fold in his hand, put it aside, and didn't look at her.

"You go out first."

He was still wearing regular clothes, and he didn't look like he was going to get married at all.

Mingrou stared at him and walked over step by step.

Her wedding dress was like fire, which made her appearance more and more beautiful.

But there was resentment on her face.

"Feng Hongyin! What the hell do you mean! ”

Not to mention the wedding banquet, I don't even worship heaven and earth, such a kiss is not as good as a concubine!

Feng Hongyin raised his eyes at this time, looked at her coldly, and stood up.

"Miss Ming Er, how did you become my wife, don't you know yourself?"

Mingrou looked at him and sneered: "What, are you still doubting that it wasn't me that night?" ”

"It won't be yours." Feng Hongyin's eyebrows were cold, and when he looked at her, he seemed to be looking at a clown: "I don't like you at all, even if I am drugged, I will not have anything to do with you." ”

Hearing this, Mingrou pinched her palm.

She finally knew how cold-blooded the Prince Zhu was in front of her.

Obviously, the two of them are married, but his tone, his attitude, and his eyes are all like looking at something dirty.

Mingrou looked at him, tears falling down her cheeks.

She is a favored second lady in the Ming family, and she has always been flamboyant.

Until she fell in love with him, she learned to be a female celebrity, learned to read, and learned to play the piano, just to please him.

But after so many years, his heart is like a cold stone, and he can't hold it warm.

Looking at him at this time, Mingrou finally gave up.

She let the tears fall, and when she opened her eyes again, all that was left was hatred.

"Feng Hongyin, I will make you regret it, I will definitely let you know how I feel!"

Feng Hongyin just looked at her calmly, not caring at all.

To him, this is just an unknown pot of flowers and plants raised in the palace, just an ornament.

Her hatred is insignificant.

How could Prince Zhu, who has always been arrogant, be angry because of a pot of flowers and plants?