The matter in Prince Qi's mansion was so chaotic that Feng Zhi was too lazy to pay attention to it.

On this day, a rare guest came to the Zhuang Palace.

Looking at the young man in white, Feng Zhi raised his eyebrows.

Ming Yichen came to meet King Zhuang and the Princess. Feng Zhi could probably guess what he said. After all, King Zhuang and the Princess looked bad now. If Ming Yichen hadn't been polite enough, King Zhuang would probably have picked up a stick to beat someone.

"Dad, mom, what made you so angry?"

Feng Zhi walked over with a smile.

King Zhuang turned his eyes to not look at her, so as not to get even more angry.

Princess Zhuang held Fengzhi's hand and held back his anger and said, "My Wan'er is well-behaved and cute. She will definitely find a good husband. We don't like those who are not interested."

He was obviously angry but he still wanted to comfort his daughter first, for fear that she would not be able to stand it.

Feng Zhi chuckled: "Mom said yes."

Seeing that the matter was loose, Ming Yichen bowed to Feng: "Miss Three, I had a mistake in Juxiantang that day. I shouldn't embarrass the girl, but I was helpless at that time. Today I came to apologize and ask the third girl to forgive me."

Feng Zhi sat down: "Is this apology too late? It took so long to come, everything was cold. I really had no sincerity."

Ming Yichen frowned, but did not refute Feng Zhi's words: "I am full of sincerity and lack of skills in the rogue clone. It is indeed my fault."

After saying that, he bowed to King Zhuang: "Prince, my nephew has already made it clear. At present, my nephew only wants to do something, and he has no intention of getting married, for fear of delaying the third girl."

"The prince and his father are close friends. My nephew is not an ungrateful person. If the prince's mansion needs it in the future, my nephew will definitely help him. However, the relationship cannot be forced. Please forgive me."

King Zhuang was so angry that he didn't want to speak anymore. He had a premonition that it would become like this. At this moment, he felt cold and his anger gradually became smaller.

King Zhuang seemed to have compromised, but this matter was obviously not as good as Ming Jichen's intention.

Feng Zhi put down the teacup: "Ming Yichen, I said that I will not break off the engagement. No matter how nice you say, this marriage cannot be abandoned."

Princess Zhuang frowned: "Wan'er?"

Feng Zhi raised his hand: "Mother, you don't have to persuade me. There is no room for negotiation on this matter. If you don't want to harm me, then listen to me."

Princess Zhuang didn't understand: "Why is this harmful to you?"

Ming Yichen looked at Feng Zhi: "Miss Three, can I say a few words to you alone?"

Feng Zhi: "I just agreed to those words. If you want to persuade me, I have agreed. Others are easy to say. There is no discussion on this matter. Even if I really want to withdraw, I have to decide when to withdraw. Now I am still young and will not mention this marriage for four or five years. If you still want to stay in the Du Mansion, it is best not to come to me to shake it, otherwise I will be in a bad mood and everyone will not have a good time. I understand?"

Ming Yichen pursed his lips, feeling a little embarrassed.

Feng Zhi was too lazy to listen to him continue to pull, and waved: "Come here, see off the guests!"

King Zhuang couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips. He was worthy of being his daughter, awesome!

Ming Yichen was sent away. Princess Zhuang sighed and said earnestly: "Wan'er, what are you doing? He obviously wants to separate his relationship with us. You don't like him so much, so why don't you want to break off the engagement?"

Feng Zhi did not answer and asked back: "Mom, what if I broke the engagement with him?"

Princess Zhuang was stunned: "What then?"

Feng Zhi tilted his head: "I won't marry after breaking the engagement? What will others say about me? Miss Feng San, who was broke the engagement by a Du family's disciple?"

When King Zhuang heard this, he slapped the table: "Who dares!"

This is just losing your temper. At that time, can you still block others' mouths?

Feng Zhi asked again: "If I have no engagement, and His Majesty and the Queen will give me a marriage, what should I do then?"

King Zhuang stopped slamming the table now, and he really had no choice.

Princess Zhuang was also thoughtful.

While they were still thinking, Feng Zhi slipped away and explained too much, and the situation would be revealed later.

As soon as Feng Zhi came out, Shi Ce, who was eavesdropping at the door, stood up straight and looked at Feng Zhi with a complicated expression. It was only then that he realized that Ming Yichen was Feng Zhi's fiancé, so it was indeed a bit ridiculous that he did those things before.

He grabbed his hair at a loss: "That... If the lady is bound to him, I can still think of a solution for you."

Feng Zhi rolled his eyes: "Take you down and come up with bad ideas."

Shi Ce was immediately dissatisfied: "Hey, my idea was a mess. I just didn't know before. Now I can adjust my strategy and it will be OK."
Chapter completed!