And if it weren't for Youdegui and Zhu Xinghe's quick help to Princess Yongle, I am afraid that she would immediately fall to the ground!

Looking at Feng Wenrong's distant back, Yongle couldn't help but curse: "Feng Wenrong, you bastard!" This palace wants to reconcile with you! ”

"Your Highness the Princess!"

There was also Mrs. Feng in the room, and seeing Yongle in such a state, she also said loudly and dissatisfiedly: "Your Highness, please be cautious when you speak!" ”

In the face of Yongle, she couldn't smile anymore.

I didn't like it in my eyes, but I still had to endure it in the end: "Your Highness was ordered by the emperor to marry the Feng family, and the Feng family was also allowed by the emperor." To put it bluntly, we can have this bad relationship with each other, but it is all for the same interests. If His Highness can live well, life will not be bad. But if His Highness wants to keep messing around like this, our Feng family is not a place where His Highness can spill! ”

I have to admit that Mrs. Feng still has a bit of momentum.

At least at this moment, she is calming Yongle.

Yongle looked at Mrs. Feng in disbelief, and his eyes were still red: "But didn't we say it very clearly at the beginning?!" I thought we were going to have a good life when I walked in yesterday! So I didn't even plan to care about the Moon Shadow, but he's too much of a bully, right?! ”

Yongle is aggrieved, and Mrs. Feng naturally knows it.

Looking at her like this, Mrs. Feng was a little unbearable.

In the end, he took a step forward, took Yongle's hand, and then sighed: "Child, this matter is that our Feng family can't stand you." But Prime Minister Feng and I are both old, and Rong'er's kid is kind to Sunset—"

She sighed deeply again: "Child, so be it. I promise you, if Sunset gives birth to a daughter, it's fine. But if she gave birth to a son, she must be kept here by you, and she will never be asked to step on your head by a concubine, don't you think? ”

"Hongu, don't!"

But how could Princess Yongle swallow this breath?

She looked at Mrs. Feng angrily: "This palace will never raise a child for that slut!" ”

Seeing her so "stubborn", Mrs. Feng also had a cold face, and then let go of Yongle's hand: "If you are willing to live well, our Feng family will respect you as a princess." But if you don't want to, you have to go to the palace, and it won't do anyone any good. But it's not impossible for us to close the family without you, you can think about it yourself, what the way forward should be! ”

After that, Mrs. Feng also left the courtyard without looking back.

For a moment, only the sound of Yongle sobbing remained in the hall.

She was a princess who was high up in the sky, but at this moment she was crouching on the ground, like a helpless little beast wounded.

Zhu Xinghe looked at it, and his heart was uncomfortable.

After that, Yongle locked herself in her and Feng Wenrong's new house, unwilling to eat, drink, or see people.

It wasn't until the evening that Degui came to the news, and whispered to Zhu Xinghe and Changqiu: "Today, the master is staying in the room of the sunset." ”

"Bastard!"

Even Changqiu, who has always abided by the rules, couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "He's too much of a bastard!" How can you do this to our princess? ”

Zhu Xinghe knew that it was useless to say anything at this time: "Sunset is pregnant, she must not be able to serve him." He did this just for our princess to see. If the princess really makes another big fuss because of this, I'm afraid it will not be good for us. ”

After thinking about it, she still said to Changqiu: "You go find some food, I will send it to the princess, I will persuade her!" ”

Changqiu nodded, and asked the small kitchen to make some pastries that Yongle loved to eat on weekdays.

When Zhu Xinghe sent it in, he heard Yongle's voice that was stuffed in the quilt and had no energy: "I don't want to eat anything, you let me be quiet!" ”

Zhu Xinghe put down the pastry in his hand, stepped forward, and gently patted Yongle in the quilt: "Your Highness, do you plan to be a turtle with a shrunken head all the time?" ”

Zhu Xinghe's voice, as if it had a kind of magic power, still made Yongle poke his head out of the quilt: "Ah Xing, why would my father let me marry such a person?" Do you see what he looks like today? He...... You obviously don't care about me! ”

How can a child who has been spoiled since she was a child endure being so ignored by others?

Zhu Xinghe knew that the only way now was to cheer up Princess Yongle: "Actually, Your Highness also knows in your heart that you and Feng Wenrong are inseparable in this life, right?" ”

Speaking of this, Yongle's eyes were full of despair: "I want to live well, but he refuses." Then we are doomed, we will torture each other for the rest of our lives! ”

Seeing her like this, Zhu Xinghe was also distressed: "Your Highness, do you want to hear my thoughts?" ”

Yongle suddenly got out of the quilt, bit his lower lip, and looked at Zhu Xinghe aggrievedly: "Ah Xing, do you have a way to let him treat me well?" ”

Zhu Xinghe knew that he could no longer treat Yongle as a child, so he shook his head: "Your Highness, I can't do this." After all, people's hearts are unpredictable, and no one can guarantee to know what the other person thinks in his heart and what changes he will make, right? ”

Looking at Yongle's disappointed eyes, Zhu Xinghe also sat up straight: "But...... I may be able to help Your Highness live a more comfortable life in the future, Your Highness wants to listen to my thoughts? ”

Zhu Xinghe is always like this, when he is alone with Yongle, he will not call himself a "slave".

But Yongle never cared, but took Zhu Xinghe's hand: "Ah Xing, you know me best, you say!" ”

As long as there is hope for her, it is not too late.

Zhu Xinghe smiled slightly: "What is placed in front of His Highness now is two paths. His Royal Highness wants to choose one, the first is that His Highness does not want to have any emotional entanglements with Feng Wenrong. After that day, it was he who walked his, and His Highness walked His Highness. Everyone's life goes on peacefully, His Royal Highness is a powerful housewife, and he has a son-in-law, and he respects him like a guest. ”

Yongle shook his head, not seeming to like this path.

Zhu Xinghe continued: "Second, His Highness still wants to make amends. Try to see if you can have some emotional connection with Feng Wenrong, and want to be a real and caring couple with him. ”

"I'll pick this one!"

has already given himself to Feng Wenrong, even if Yongle is pampered, he is just a woman in the end: "Although he is not good, he is not so bad." Last night...... He's clearly good, I want to keep him! ”

Zhu Xinghe nodded, but felt that Yongle had chosen a difficult path.

Instead, it was Yongle, who suddenly looked at Zhu Xinghe and sighed lightly: "But Ah Xing, he won't like me, right?" He always said, "I'm too pampered." ”