"Yes, yes." Shi Wu's face suddenly became bitter and he agreed.

"Master." Bu Xing frowned and shouted, "What should the county lord do if he knows?"

"She wouldn't know." Feng Yuanchen said firmly, "Naturally, Grandpa Huang won't tell her that Yu Guogong Mansion was rejected, let alone say this to the outside world, unless he ......

"Unless what?" Bu Xing asked hurriedly, and the other four people also looked over.

Feng Yuanchen smiled.

"Unless someone has already told me!" Sheng Zhiyao pushed open the door with a "bang" and broke in.

The moment he saw Sheng Zhiyao, Feng Yuanchen's smile froze.

"You, why are you here?" He said in surprise.

"What's strange about me coming." Sheng Zhiyao said, looking angry.

Feng Yuanchen's expression was subtle.

"You, you're eavesdropping?" He asked.

Sheng Zhiyao snorted, "Do you still need to eavesdrop?"

These words are really domineering, Feng Yuanchen couldn't help laughing, but his expression was still tense.

"Have you eaten? Would you like to sit down and eat together?"

"Yes, yes, the county lord sits down and eats together, and I'll go to the kitchen and add a few more dishes." Bu Xing immediately said busily.

Sheng Zhiyao didn't pay attention to him, and glared at Feng Yuanchen.

Bu Xing immediately gave the others a look, and everyone quickly got up and walked out.

"Stop, all five of you go to the kitchen, are you going to blow it up?" Feng Yuanchen shouted, looking at Sheng Zhiyao.

In fact, his heart refused, he needed to find a few backs, at the critical moment, his five secret guards were suppressed by the girl in front of him before he could make a move, and he was depressed when he thought about it.

"Forget it, forget it, you go and call Mei Lan Zhuju over and let them prepare the meal." Feng Yuanchen changed his words and said, "You sit down and eat."

He turned around and put the dishes away.

Sheng Zhiyao stood still.

Feng Yuanchen pushed the food over.

"Sit down." He beckoned.

Sheng Zhiyao still didn't move.

"Sit down." Feng Yuanchen frowned, "Aren't you hungry? What's the matter, you have to eat enough to have strength, right?"

Sheng Zhiyao snorted, and finally stepped over and sat down on the chair.

Feng Yuanchen breathed a sigh of relief and handed her the chopsticks, and Mei'er also came over to bring tea.

Sheng Zhiyao took a sip of the teacup and put it down.

"What do you think? If Yu Manrou agrees to be a side concubine, you will marry?" She looked at Feng Yuanchen with a questioning tone.

Feng Yuanchen raised his eyes to look at her.

"Impossible! I promised you that I would marry only one of you, and I would not break my promise." He said seriously.

His expression was solemn and serious, not as if he was fake, but Sheng Zhiyao's expression was still very annoyed.

"What about Yu Jia? What kind of family is the Yu family? Are you a fool?" She said.

Feng Yuanchen pursed his lips and shook his head.

"I'm in my own hands." He said vaguely.

"What's the point? If the emperor's grandfather makes an order, can you still resist and disobey?"

"Yes! It's a big deal not to be this prince, and go back to the small villa with you to live a country life, how good." Feng Yuanchen laughed.

Sheng Zhiyao glared.

"You're crazy! You are the king of Chen, you have a heavy army, if you do not obey the order, how can those people in the court spare you!" She shouted.

Feng Yuanchen's expression was relaxed.

"The so-called sky is falling, and there are tall people on top of it." He said, "There's always something that can keep the wind and rain out."

"You mean Grandpa?" Sheng Zhiyao asked.

Feng Yuanchen nodded.

"So, it's enough for the two of us to get along, and whoever else is willing to take care of it." He said with a smile.

Sheng Zhiyao sneered.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of His Royal Highness King Chen, and he dares to say this!" She scoffed.

Feng Yuanchen smiled and raised a glass to her.

"Don't drink."

Sheng Zhiyao said unceremoniously, "I want to talk to you about serious things."

"Serious?" Feng Yuanchen smiled and asked, "For example?"

"Of course, it's Yu Manrou's problem." Sheng Zhiyao knocked on the table with his fingers.

Feng Yuanchen was stunned, didn't he say it just now? Why are you still asking.

"Presumably she won't give up, of course, with her heart, she will definitely not agree to be a side concubine, so you should be careful that she cheats you." Sheng Zhiyao said.

Fraud?

"So what? What can she do to me?" Feng Yuanchen raised his eyebrows and said.

"For example..... Sheng Zhiyao suddenly smiled, prolonging his tone.

"How's that?" Feng Yuanchen asked curiously.

"For example, she would want to use a beauty trick." Sheng Zhiyao said simply.

Poof.

Laughter was remembered outside the house.

Feng Yuanchen couldn't help laughing, but then the smile on his face dissipated.

"Zhiyao, don't worry, I shouldn't like her looks." "And it's very annoying."

After speaking, he picked up the teacup and looked at Sheng Zhiyao, his eyes sparkling.

"Zhiyao, why don't we get married sooner." He smiled and said, "Lest everyone else look at me."

Sheng Zhiyao looked at him.

"That relationship is good, come to you at such a young age to be your child daughter-in-law? Why don't you come and be a child husband for me?" She said with a hint of mockery.

Feng Yuanchen was stunned, and then burst into laughter.

"Yes! I don't mind."

"Stop making a fuss." Sheng Zhiyao glanced at him, "We're not in a hurry."

"Why aren't you in a hurry, don't you have a sense of crisis now when you see Yu Manrou marrying me?"

"Nope."

"Then why did you come to me in such a hurry?"

"It's because three days after the imperial grandmother made the post, a poetry conference was held in the imperial garden in the palace, and I was about to come and ask if you wanted to go along, but I heard your conversation at the door."

Sheng Zhiyao said slowly, reached out and picked up the chopsticks and picked up a little food and ate it.

Originally, I thought it was very fragrant, but after taking a bite, the taste was much worse, so I couldn't help but throw away the chopsticks.

"If it doesn't taste good, don't eat it." Feng Yuanchen said, looking at Mei'er, "You better do it, right?" Bu Xing: They can only cook raw and mature."

Mei'er responded, holding the dishes and retreating, while Feng Yuanchen continued to eat without being affected in the slightest, and Sheng Zhiyao didn't bother to argue with him when she saw this.

"I know what you're worried about." Feng Yuanchen said, "Are you afraid that I will be designed by Yu Manrou."

Sheng Zhiyao was silent for a moment, but still picked up chopsticks, grabbed a piece of braised pork, stuffed it into his mouth, bitten it, chewed it and swallowed it.

"You have to know that what you can't get is always in turmoil, especially for someone like her who is arrogant." She said, "So, you can do it yourself! If you want to marry, just let me know."

Feng Yuanchen stopped his chopsticks and looked at her with a solemn expression.

"Zhiyao." He shouted in a low voice, "I'll take care of it a little bit, I'll go with you to the poetry conference, and call my three uncles by the way."

"It's not appropriate for the eldest brother to attend these gatherings now, after all, he is also from the Hanlin Academy, so it's good to bring the second and third brothers." Sheng Zhiyao said.