Chapter Seventy-Nine: Heartfelt

It didn't take long for Shen Rouqing to arrive.

Standing beside Weng Feiran, there was also the second prince.

Seeing the second prince, the anger in Shen Rouqing's eyes burned again, she gritted her teeth tightly, and her expression was very aggrieved.

"Princess, please take the order." Weng Feiran glanced at her and handed her the holy decree.

The holy decree wrote a good day and auspicious day, looking at the gorgeous rhetoric of the piano and the song above, Shen Rouqing sneered, she was just a victim of interests.

"The princess and the second highness are a match made in heaven, this is a dowry gift from His Royal Highness, and I hope the princess will accept it." Weng Feiran said this, and turned sideways to reveal the dowry behind him.

There are a full eighteen boxes, which is not much better than marrying the crown princess.

Looking at those black boxes, Shen Rouqing squeezed out a wry smile, she didn't want such a favor at all, it was better to kill her.

"Princess, everything before is my fault, princess, don't worry, when you marry into the prince's mansion, the palace will treat you politely, and the princess will not be wronged." Although the second prince doesn't want to marry, but now that it has become a big situation, he can only accept this fact.

As soon as she heard the second prince speak, Shen Rouqing's expression had a touch of disgust, and she glared at him without concealing her disgust in her eyes.

The second prince had words of suffering, and he could only stubbornly accept the insults.

When the dowry was delivered, seeing that the princess was safe and sound, Weng Feiran's mission was completed, but he was just about to leave when he was stopped by Shen Rouqing.

"Don't leave in a hurry, the palace has something to say." Shen Rouqing's face was shy and stopped Weng Feiran.

Looking at her appearance, Weng Feiran frowned slightly, "I'm afraid it's inappropriate for the princess to do this." ”

"This palace just wants to discuss some marriage matters with the Seventh Prince, and the prince refuses?" Shen Rouqing lowered her eyes, looking a little pitiful.

"Uncle Huang, stay and comfort her, I'd better go first, right?" The second prince was like sitting on pins and needles, and he didn't want to stay for a moment.

Weng Feiran was helpless, so he had to enter the inner hall with Shen Rouqing, and as soon as he entered, Shen Rouqing's tears fell cracklingly.

Looking at her pear blossoms and rain, Weng Feiran couldn't help frowning, in the final analysis, Yan Guo couldn't stand her.

"Weng Yong is a little stupid, but he doesn't have any bad intentions, and the princess and him are also a good relationship." Weng Feiran is not very comforting, and as soon as these words came out, Shen Rouqing cried even more aggrieved.

"This palace has already expressed its intention to you, don't you really understand, prince, I like you, even if I want to be married, the person I want to marry can only be you." Shen Rouqing raised her head violently and looked at Weng Feiran directly, her eyes full of affection.

Hearing this explicit confession, Weng Feiran's phoenix eyes drooped slightly, and a touch of boredom flashed in his expression, "Princess Shenyan, now you are the emperor's own princess, if it is according to generation, you should call this king an uncle." ”

Seeing him so detached, Shen Rouqing sneered, "Lord Wang, you may have forgotten me a long time ago, three years ago, you saved me." ”

Hearing this, Weng Feiran frowned slightly, and glanced at her, this face was really unfamiliar.

As early as three years ago, Shen Rouqing was just an orphan girl who lived among the people, and was even sold to the Qinglou, but fortunately, Weng Feiran appeared, bought her from a wealthy businessman, and gave her her freedom.

"Maybe in the eyes of the prince, it is just a trivial matter, but as far as I am concerned, the prince is the god sent by heaven to save me, if you don't appear that day, I am ready to die, prince, the only thing that can make my heart move in this life is only you, since you let me marry the second prince, then I will marry, but the prince, you have to understand my mind, no matter what my identity is, I will be sincere to you."

Shen Rouqing's words were said with extra care, she raised her eyes to look at Weng Feiran, and a mist gathered in her eyes.

"The princess hasn't sobered up yet, let's rest more, this king still has something to do, so I'll leave first." Weng Feiran hurriedly said goodbye, and stayed here again, not knowing what would happen.

Looking at the back of Weng Feiran leaving, Shen Rouqing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her expression gradually became firm, no matter what her identity is, in the future, she will no longer be loyal to her mother country that abandoned her, nor will it be the second prince, but Weng Feiran.

After coming out of the post station, Weng Feiran's mood was not very good, he left Gu Fei here to protect Shen Rouqing's safety, although the second prince was stupid, but the queen was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

As soon as he returned to the palace, Weng Feiran found an uninvited guest.

Mu Qingqing had been waiting for him at the door, and when he saw him back, he showed a sweet smile.

"Why don't you go in and wait? The sun is so big, it's too sunny. Weng Feiran's bad mood was instantly cured by her smile every day.

Mu Qingqing shook his head indifferently, "I would like to share a good news with you, Yelu Liangyue just asked me to customize fifty bottles of perfume, guess how much silver I received?" ”

Hearing this news, Weng Feiran's phoenix eyes drooped slightly, "Five hundred taels? ”

"Five hundred taels? Although I love money, I am not a black-hearted trader, I feel a little reluctant to ask him for two hundred taels, you are too black-hearted. Mu Qingqing was shocked, how could Weng Feiran dare to guess five hundred taels.

Looking at this stupid girl, Weng Feiran laughed, "Every drop of perfume is a drop of gold, and some people are competing to buy it, but your price is too low, besides, Yelu Liangyue is not a fool, he will not do a loss-making business, and when he returns to the Netherworld, this bottle of perfume will be sold for at least eight hundred taels." ”

Hearing Weng Feiran's words, Mu Qingqing's hands trembled a little, those raw materials were worth less than one tael, and they could be sold for eight hundred taels and one bottles, which was really a violent business.

"Okay, let's get down to business, I came today to want a batch of glass bottles, can I make them before tomorrow?" Mu Qingqing patted his head, and finally remembered what he was doing.

Weng Feiran nodded, "There are many in the glass bottle mansion, tomorrow I will ask Gu Fei to send it to you, and you will also come here, I will invite you to drink." ”

Drink? Mu Qingqing was not interested at all, but Weng Feiran was very gracious, so Mu Qingqing had to follow him into the palace.

When she walked into the front hall, Biwan greeted her, and when she saw that Mu Qingqing was also here, the smile on her face froze suddenly.

"Biwan, get that pot of peach blossoms." Just when she saw Biwan, Weng Feiran commanded her.

Biwan reluctantly went out of the house to get wine, and didn't forget to glare at Mu Qingqing.

"Are you too good to the maid on weekdays, I am also your guest." Mu Qingqing pursed her lips and joked towards Weng Feiran.

Weng Feiran chuckled, "I am not often in the mansion, and I neglect to discipline them, and when I marry the princess in the future, I should be able to solve this problem." ”

Mu Qingqing nodded in agreement, and couldn't help but think about it, who will Weng Feiran marry as a princess? Ma Yan'er? Mu Qingqing thought so, and hurriedly shook his head, Ma Yan'er's arrogant and domineering temperament would definitely tear down the palace.