"Huh?" Yu Guogong opened his mouth wide in shock, and he didn't react for a while.

Feng Chongwu glanced at him lightly: "Although this king and the princess are not husband and wife, they also respect each other like guests, this king is unwilling to take a concubine, let alone give up his wife and marry another."

Yu Guogong looked at him blankly, and only after a while did he react, and laughed embarrassedly: "I see......

"So, please forgive Grandpa Guo." Feng Chongwu stood up and arched his hand, and was about to leave.

Yu Guogong suddenly stopped him and said with a smile: "The minister is just in a hurry, and he offended the prince, please forgive me."

Feng Chongwu raised his eyebrows.

Yu Guogong continued to smile and said, "The minister still has a few heart-wrenching words and wants to talk to the prince, so the prince will have a few more drinks with the minister."

Feng Chongwu hesitated for a moment and sat down again.

As soon as she sat down, Yu Manrou walked in alone.

She was wearing a water-green shirt, with a slender waist and a slender hand, her appearance was beautiful and moving, and the whole person exuded a charming style.

"Father." Yu Manrou gave Yu Guogong a blessing gift, called out cutely, and then turned around and saluted Feng Chongwu, "I've seen the prince."

Her voice is gentle and beautiful, with a girl's unique softness and immaturity, like a willow branch in early spring, which makes people feel pity.

Feng Chongwu nodded and looked away, no longer looking at her.

Seeing this scene, Yu Guogong couldn't help but be annoyed, how could Feng Chongwu be completely different from the people who came to pass the word, didn't he say that he was the same as the second prince, he was a womanizer?

Yu Manrou's face stiffened when she saw this, but she quickly returned to normal, walked to Yu Guogong and sat down, glanced at Feng Chongwu shyly and timidly, and then handed the wine glass in her hand to Yu Guogong.

Yu Guogong stretched out his hand to take it, and said with a smile: "The prince has a few more drinks, this is the treasures of the minister."

Feng Chongwu didn't shirk it, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

The wine went down his throat and burned hotly.

Feng Chongwu put down the empty wine jug and glanced at Yu Guogong coldly: "The wine is good."

Yu Guogong hurriedly flattered: "If it can enter the mouth of the prince, it is really good wine."

Feng Chongwu was noncommittal, Yu Guogong smiled, and then said, "The minister doesn't mean anything else today, we just drink and chat."

Feng Chongwu remained silent and looked at Yu Guogong quietly.

Seeing Feng Chongwu's cold and hard attitude, Yu Guogong had no choice but to change his strategy.

"Lord Wang, I heard that Lord Wang likes venison, and the minister also prepared some in the kitchen today, so go and see if it's okay, and let Man Rou greet you.

After speaking, he didn't wait for Feng Chongwu to speak, and left in a hurry.

"Lord, the courtiers toast you with a glass of wine." Yu Manrou diligently poured a full glass of wine for Feng Chongwu, "You must not mind your father's rudeness, he is not usually like this."

"Hmm." Feng Chongwu replied casually, picked up the wine glass and drank the rest of the wine.

Yu Manrou saw that Feng Chongwu drank the wine he had poured with his own hands, and her cheeks were crimson, making her look more and more delicate and moving.

She hung her head down, her long eyelashes obscuring the calculations in her eyes.

Yu Manrou poured another glass of wine and handed it to him: "Lord Wang, please use it slowly."

"Thank you." Feng Chongwu smiled and thanked him, looked up at the window, and his eyes gradually narrowed.

"What is the prince thinking?" Yu Man approached him softly, her voice sweet.

Feng Chongwu retracted his gaze and fell on Man Rou, indifferent and detached: "What do you think this king looks like?"

Yu Manrou looked at him with big black and clear eyes, as if she was very surprised by his question, and only after a while did she bite her lip and hesitate, "Lord Wang, where are you talking about this?"

"Miss Yu, that night you were still begging this king to help you marry Feng Yuanchen, so you want to change someone to marry me?" Feng Chongwu sneered, "This is inevitably too fast."

Yu Manrou's face showed a panicked look, and she hurriedly shook her hand and explained, "The prince has misunderstood!"

Feng Chongwu waved his hand impatiently,

interrupted her argument and said coldly, "This king doesn't need to listen to your explanation."

"But ......"

Feng Chongwu interrupted her mercilessly: "If Miss Yu is not happy, it will be assumed that this king has not said that." After a pause, he added, "As for the matter of the marriage contract...... his cold gaze swept over Manrou's face, "Since you have made sacrifices, why provoke me again."

Yu Manrou clenched her fingers violently, her nails pinched her palms fiercely, and her facial features wrinkled into a ball in pain.

"Since this is the case, you might as well talk about it, I begged you to help me before, but that was just my idea at the time, just because I was unwilling." She gritted her teeth and said, "Thinking about it, I am not sad at all when King Chen is dead, then I don't like it, I won't be stupid to ruin my life's happiness for him."

Feng Chongwu hooked the corners of his lips mockingly, and his expression was cold: "Since this is the case, why did you fall in love with this king again?"

"Because the marriage between the Yu family and the prince is naturally a mutually beneficial thing, the prince needs the support of the old ministers in the court to make the emperor decide to make you the crown prince, and the father of the courtier is naturally the best candidate, after all, he is in a high position and has a wide influence." Yu Manrou said frankly, her tone firm, "Besides, the prince is handsome and chic, Wen Tao is martial, and he is a rare person in a hundred years."

Feng Chongwu looked at her silently.

This girl is indeed very smart and knows how to judge the situation.

Not only did he know that he needed Yu Guogong's support, but he also knew that the marriage between the Yu family and the Feng family would be beneficial to both of them.

"Haha~ Miss Yu really deserves to be the first talented woman in the capital." Feng Chongwu laughed loudly, and there was a hint of arrogance in his demeanor, "If you were a man, I'm afraid you would already be famous all over the world. It's a pity you're just a woman—"

Yu Manrou's heart jumped, and a look of horror flashed in her eyes, but her expression was still calm.

"The prince doesn't have to feel sorry." She smiled lightly, her voice soft.

Feng Chongwu stared at her for a long time, reached out to support Yu Manrou's arm, and said with a smile: "Miss Yu is really a wonderful person, and this king likes to associate with people like you."

Yu Manrou leaned on Feng Chongwu's shoulder, blushing and said, "The courtiers are naturally willing."

Yu Guogong waited outside the door for a long time, and when he saw that Feng Chongwu was finally willing to let go, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and he instructed the maid to send two more jars of good wine, and then said goodbye and left.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight poured down and sprinkled on the rooftops like a silver veil.

Yu Man gently stroked the piano, and the sound of the piano was melodious and pleasant.

Feng Chongwu sat on the chair with his eyes closed.

After the song, Yu Manrou stopped playing, slowly stood up, poured a glass of wine and walked lightly to Feng Chongwu's side, leaned over to Feng Chongwu's chest, and looked up at him: "Lord Wang, drink another glass."