Yi Qingchen said dullly: "Well, it would be great if you were not the prince..." Feng Yiying raised an eyebrow and looked at her in surprise: "You don't want me to be the prince?" Yi Qingchen pursed her lips:
"The prince will be the emperor in the future, and the emperor will have three palaces and six courtyards... It's really troublesome anyway!" Feng Yiying then realized what she was awkward about, and couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.
, looked into her eyes with a smile and said: "Don't worry, Qingchen, no matter whether I become emperor or not, I will only have you as my wife. I won't have a huge harem." Yi Qingchen curled her lips and said: "This one
I'm afraid you won't have the final say in the future. You still have Concubine Mei here, and Concubine Ju doesn't know if she can come back. The current court officials of Qingyi Kingdom are desperately trying to get married to you... and
But the policy of your Qingyi country is so perverted that you don’t allow women to remarry..." Feng Yiying tapped her pretty nose and said with a smile: "Little girl, no wonder you have been depressed these past few days, it turns out you are jealous.
Don’t worry, if I ascend the throne and become emperor in the future, the first thing I will do is issue a national decree that divorced women can remarry, and then divorce Concubine Mei and Concubine Ju and let them choose another person of their choice. How about that?
"Yi Qingchen's face turned red, and she sighed secretly in her heart: "I'm afraid this matter can't be solved just by talking about it. Alas, I'm afraid there will be many people who can't help themselves..." Lost and confused
, worries surged up layer by layer, she forced a smile, looked up at the sky: "Okay, it's too late, you should go and rest. I'm tired too." Feng Yiying hugged her body
, he realized that his self-control was getting worse and worse. With a man and a woman alone in a room like this, he did not dare to challenge his limits anymore. He kissed her on the forehead and left. The next morning, he left.
, Yi Qingchen had just gotten up when a little girl came to report: "Flower girl is visiting." Flower girl? Where did the flower girl come from? Yi Qingchen opened her eyes wide, feeling extremely puzzled. She only heard a delicate voice speaking.
There was a sound outside the door: "Hua Ruyu has come to say hello to my sister." Following the words, a woman in a purple dress walked in gracefully.