Feng Chongwu's footsteps paused slightly, and he turned his head to look at Yu Manrou suspiciously.

Yu Manrou smiled lightly and said, "It's already late at night, why don't you rest in the mansion?"

Her eyes were shining, flashing with girlish youthful vitality, so that Feng Chongwu couldn't take his eyes off.

Feng Chongwudi's Adam's apple slid slightly, revealing a gentle smile: "Then the king will be disturbed."

"It's good if the prince doesn't dislike it."

Yu Guogong was also full of joy: "Okay, well, someone will prepare a guest room for the prince to rest, and Manrou must serve the prince well."

Yu Man's cheeks flushed slightly, and she shyly looked away.

Feng Chongwu couldn't help but hold her hand, and the soft and delicate touch made him love it.

"Lord Wang." Yu Manrou glared at him coquettishly.

Feng Chongwu let go of her with a smile.

"Lord Wang, please come with your concubine." Yu Manrou led him towards his courtyard.

Yu Guogong turned around and returned to his courtyard, and instructed the housekeeper with a smile on his face: "Hurry up and tell the kitchen, what the prince likes to eat, try to cook some dishes he likes." Then he said to the grandmother beside him, "You quickly take out the incense that Miss usually uses, and don't forget to add some rose petals."

"Yes." Mama was busy.

Yu Guogong happily rubbed his hands together and paced around the room.

The wood has become a boat, if Man Rou has a son and a half daughter under Mr., not to mention that the title of King Wu's Mansion will be his grandson sooner or later, if King Wu ascends the throne in the future, then his grandson will be the crown prince.

Thinking of this, Yu Guogong's expression became more and more excited: "Butler, find a way for me to buy off the servant next to the daughter of the merchant in the Wuwang Mansion now, you must act quickly, and you must not let her give birth to the eldest son before Manrou."

The housekeeper hurriedly said yes.

"Also, let everyone in the house restrain themselves, and don't let anyone notice it, lest you cause trouble."

"The old slave knows." The butler hesitated for a moment, "Master, do you still want to keep that woman?"

"I'll hold it for now." Yu Guogong groaned, "It's too much, it's not good, wait for Manrou to give birth to her eldest son, and then let her deal with it herself."

"Yes." The steward respectfully received the order.

In Yu Manrou's boudoir, the servants sent a lot of good food and wine, and Yu Manrou also deliberately changed into dance clothes, which looked particularly charming and tempting.

"The princess is going to give this king a dance?" Feng Chongwu seemed interested.

Yu Manrou lowered her head in shame.

Seeing this, Feng Chongwu was in a good mood, and immediately waved away everyone and hugged Yu Manrou alone to drink.

"Lord Wang—"

As soon as Yu Manrou's words came out, Feng Chongwu's kiss fell on her lips.

She muttered and took the initiative to cooperate with his request, wrapping her arms around his lean waist and leaning her neck to meet him.

The two gradually became entangled, and Yu Manrou's whole body was almost paralyzed in Feng Chongwu's arms, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were intoxicating.

Feng Chongwu clasped Yu Manrou's delicate waist with one hand, and the other hand reached into her placket.

Yu Manrou groaned, and a confused look flowed from her eyes, but she still grabbed Feng Chongwu's hand and gently pulled him out: "Don't worry, prince."

"The princess doesn't want to?" Feng Chongwu raised his eyebrows, and a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"The prince has misunderstood." Yu Manrou pursed her lips and explained with a smile, "The concubine hasn't bowed to the prince yet, so how can she serve the prince casually!"

"I see." Feng Chongwu nodded in a trance, "It's this king who is reckless."

"Lord Wang......" Yu Manrou looked at Feng Chongwu without saying anything, and her eyes were full of charm, which made people's blood surge.

Feng Chongwu swallowed his saliva, suppressed his restlessness, and said patiently: "This king is staying here tonight, since you have changed your clothes, it is better to dance a song first."

Yu Manrou's eyes flickered, and she smiled coquettishly, "Then the prince has to take a closer look."

"Okay."

Under his expectant gaze, Yu Manrou danced gracefully and gracefully, like a fairy.

Yu Manrou's dancing was very pleasing to the eye, especially when she stared at Feng Chongwu intently, which added a bit of charm and made Feng Chongwu stunned.

After a song, Yu Manrou smiled and blessed Feng Chongwu: "The concubine is ugly."

"Hmm." Feng Chongwu nodded sluggishly, staring at Yu Manrou directly, as if he was stupid.

Yu Manrou smiled and asked in a coquettish voice, "What does the prince think of the concubine's dancing posture?"

Feng Chongwu came back to his senses in a daze: "Okay, great, the princess dances very beautifully, but this king has only seen it in this life."

"Really?" Yu Manrou was overjoyed, "It is a great honor for the concubine to be praised by the prince."

"That's nature." Feng Chongwu's gaze was glued to Man Rou, and he couldn't move away at all.

Yu Manrou raised her eyes shyly and glanced at Feng Chongwu: "Then, the concubine will accompany the prince to drink a few more glasses."

Feng Chongwu immediately agreed.

Yu Manrou personally filled the wine glass and handed it to Feng Chongwu.

Feng Chongwu couldn't wait to raise his glass and drink.

"Lord Wang, try this steamed sea bass." Yu Manrou thoughtfully sandwiched a piece of fish meat and fed it to Feng Chongwu's mouth.

Feng Chongwu opened his mouth and swallowed.

"How's it taste?" Yu Manrou asked.

Feng Chongwu did not hesitate to praise: "Excellent, even higher than the standard of the imperial dining room."

Hearing this, Yu Manrou pursed her lips and smiled: "If the prince likes it, he will eat more."

Feng Chongwu nodded again and again, and continued to talk with Yu Manrou, not realizing that he was drunk.

Yu Manrou looked at the handsome and extraordinary man in front of her, and her heart swelled with ripples.

Feng Chongwu looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, suddenly felt itchy, reached out to wrap his hand around Yu Manrou's waist, and pulled her into his arms.

Yu Manrou sighed and fell into Feng Chongwu's arms.

Feng Chongwu's hand caressed her tender skin, lifted her thin shirt, and looked greedily.

Yu Manrou was weak and closed her eyes.

This night was long, painful and exciting for Yu Manrou.

The next day, when Feng Chongwu woke up, the sky was bright, the sun came in through the window, and when he saw the red on the bed, Feng Chongwu happily touched Yu Manrou's cheek, she slept calmly and comfortably, Feng Chongwu was reluctant to wake her up, so he had to get up quietly, and hurried to the palace after washing.

The emperor of the court issued a decree on marriage, and after the decree was read, the civil and military officials congratulated the prince.

"Congratulations to the princess, the princess is smart and virtuous, and she is really a good match for the prince."

"Thank you."

"Congratulations, Lord Wang."

Listening to the congratulations of the ministers, Feng Chongwu felt happy in his heart, but his face was still calm and light.

Sheng Zhiyao's operation was very successful, although Feng Yuanchen's injuries were very serious, but after Sheng Zhiyao's careful recuperation in the past few days, he was finally able to barely move.

Sheng Zhiyao looked at Feng Yuanchen who was lying on the bed: "Does your injury still hurt?"

"It's much better, it doesn't hurt anymore." Feng Yuanchen smiled lightly and held Sheng Zhiyao's hand.