Feng Shuiqing glanced at the hot and envious eyes not far away, turned his head, and covered his mouth with a handkerchief: "Your Highness, the Ninth Prince, please let me go! Aren't you ashamed of so many people?"
"If you don't eat now, don't regret it later."
There is some unknown meaning in the corners of Xuan Chen Mandrill's eyes, and the tone of his voice is also thought-provoking.
Regret? It’s just a broken grape. Why regret it?
Feng Shuiqing didn't say anything, but wanted to see what the devil planned to do.
She turned her head and saw Xuanchen Mandrill taking the peeled grape into his mouth, and then leaning down towards her lips.
"Balu..."
The grapes were pushed into his mouth with the tip of his tongue.
Feng Shui Qing's little face suddenly turned red, and to the naked eye it turned purple than the skin of a grape!
The round and slippery fruit in his mouth slid down his throat in a hurry before he could chew it.
"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince...did you just feed Princess Qinghui grapes with your mouth?!"
"Above the Golden Palace! How arrogant! Why is His Highness the Ninth Prince so arrogant??"
…
Listening to the whispers coming from around him, Feng Shuiqing felt more angry than ashamed.
These words fell from her ears into her heart, like a sharp thorn poking at the very tip of her heart.
Huan Chen Mandrill seemed to have been used to hearing this for a long time and didn't pay any attention to it. Instead, he peeled another grape and brought it to Feng Shui Qing's mouth: "Are you going to eat it yourself this time? Or..."
“Eat it yourself!!!”
Feng Shuiqing hurriedly swallowed the grapes in his hand. She was really afraid of this devil!
"Host! Host! The sweetness value is increased by 80! Hey hey hey... how about it, are the grapes delicious?"
"Shut up!"
"Hey...Host, you are so cruel..."
Xiao Tiantian's exaggerated cries of grief and anger made Feng Shui Qing even more upset.
Suddenly, a tall moon-white figure stepped in front of him, and a pair of bright white brocade boots with dark dragon patterns came into view.
Feng Shuiqing raised her head, met those elegant and gentle eyes, and the bright face full of gentle smile, and recognized him.
Hyun Chen Yu.
The third prince, Dayao, is the most talented and intelligent prince among all the princes.
In his previous life, only he and Yuan Chenyu were the popular candidates for the throne. Later, for some unknown reason, Yuan Chenyu suffered from an emergency and passed away in a hurry.
But thinking about it, it must have been something done by Hyun Chenan, otherwise the third prince had always been in good health, how could he suddenly die suddenly?
"Third brother."
It was rare for Hyun Chen to be respectful, so he stood up and saluted to Hyun Chen Yu.
"The relationship between the ninth brother and his younger brother and sister is so good!" Hyun Chenyu smiled gently, waved the fan in his hand symbolically in front of his chest, then covered his mouth slightly and lowered his voice: "Did your father see that scene just now?
, Ninth Brother and his younger siblings should be more reserved and restrained."
Yuan Chen said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Third Brother."
After Yuan Chenyu left, Feng Shuiqing was a little confused. Why was the Demon King so respectful to the third prince? He had killed a concubine with his own hands! It was really hard to figure out.
Seeing the little man next to him staring at him eagerly, Yuan Chenzhi said calmly, as if he had a tacit understanding: "In the whole palace, only the third brother treats me sincerely."
"Are you kidding?" Feng Shuiqing tilted her head and tilted her chin, "The emperor and queen love you very much! How about..."
How else could you have such a demonic temper? No one in the palace would dare to disobey you?
Feng Shuiqing didn't dare to say the last sentence, because she saw that Yuan Chendrill's eyes were getting darker and darker, and the brightness gradually dissipated.
It's just that the depth is not anger, but loneliness.
"Feng shui is clear."
After a long moment of silence, Hyunchen Mandrill finally spoke sourly.
"What kind of person am I in your heart?"
Feng Shuiqing was stunned for no reason, and his heart felt extremely bitter along with him unconsciously.
She only knew that he was the devil, violent, wild, and unruly.
But now seeing his appearance, it seems...that everything was wrong?
Seeing that Feng Shuiqing didn't answer for a long time, Xuanchen Mandrill laughed at himself and said in a cruel tone: "No matter in your eyes, I am the devil or a god! In this life, you can only be with me, you can't escape.
Lose!"
"..."
It is indeed the devil, you are a possessive and perverted control freak!!!
Three hours later, the banquet finally ended, and then came the time for free communication between the daughters of each family and the princes.
I don't know where Xunchen Mandrill was sent by the queen. Also accompanying him was the second daughter-in-law of General Fuyuan's family, Su Nigyue.
After Feng Shuiqing separated from him, she wandered aimlessly in the corner of the garden because she really didn't want to see the jealous eyes of other ladies looking at her.
"Brothers and sisters!"
A voice as loud as jade suddenly came out. Feng Shuiqing turned around and saw the third prince Xuan Chenyu walking towards him with a spring-like face.
She bowed respectfully and said generously: "I have met His Highness the Third Prince."
"You are so polite, brother and sister!" Hyun Chen Yu smiled warmly, his eyes shining brightly and clear, "You and your ninth brother have a marriage contract, and we will be a family in the future. It's just red tape, no need to be formal."
The feng shui is clear and I feel like a spring breeze. Sure enough, I feel comfortable when communicating with gentle and elegant people, unlike with that devil! He always uses guns and guns when talking!
But then again, it's been almost an hour, why haven't you seen him back yet?
In a daze, Feng Shuiqing followed Xuan Chenyu's footsteps to an uninhabited place. Seeing that she was absent-minded, Xuan Chenyu revealed her thoughts with one sentence: "You have just been separated for a while and you miss your ninth brother?"
Feng Shuiqing's face turned red: "I didn't..."
"Hahaha..." Hyun Chenyu opened his fan and waved it gently in front of his chest, "You guys are so awkward! You are obviously about to get married, but you are still so shy?"
I am not willing to marry him, it is mutual benefit...
Feng Shuiqing rolled her eyes helplessly in her heart, but she did care about Cai Cai's affairs.
"Your Highness, the Third Prince, just now I said that you are the only person in the palace who treats him sincerely. What do you mean by this?"
Hyun Chenyu suddenly stopped shaking his fan, his expression became solemn, he pursed his lips and stopped talking.
"Since you don't want to say..."
"Ninth Brother, he is actually very pitiful."
As if he had made a lot of determination, Hyun Chenyu finally spoke. Feng Shuiqing was shocked, but did not say anything, and listened silently.
"Everyone in the palace wants to be pampered, but they are most afraid of being pampered. However, who doesn't know that the ninth brother is the most beloved son of the emperor and the empress? Brothers and sisters, do you think this is a good thing?"
Xuan Chenyu put away his fan, stood with his hands behind his hands, and asked Xiang Zhengqian to reflect on the feng shui of the place.
Seeing her frowning, twisting her handkerchief, and thinking hard, he felt that this little girl was a little cute, so he smiled and continued:
"Since her father ascended the throne, the Empress has not been able to get pregnant. She was extremely anxious when she saw other concubines giving birth to children one after another. Later, the Empress and her half-sister, who was also the former concubine, became pregnant at the same time.
She was pregnant. The two of them gave birth on the same day. However, only the Queen gave birth successfully, while Concubine Shu died of dystocia, leaving one dead and two dead."
Hearing this, Feng Shuiqing frowned even more. She only knew that Concubine Shu was the emperor's favorite concubine, and she later died of dystocia and hemorrhage.
Unexpectedly, she was actually the queen’s concubine?
But what does this matter... have to do with Hyun Chen Mandrill?
"After Concubine Shu passed away, whenever my father saw Ninth Brother, he would think of the children who were born and died on the same day as him, and the loved ones who died. Therefore, when Ninth Brother was young, Father never looked at him.
.And the Empress, who wholeheartedly wanted to support her ninth brother to become the Prince of Dayao, would beat or punish him on weekdays. On the three-nine days, she would make him stand barefoot in the courtyard memorizing books, and on the three-dog days, she would make him practice swordsmanship under the scorching sun. If he did
No, don’t even think about resting, let alone eating and sleeping.”
Suddenly, Feng Shuiqing felt a throbbing pain in his heart, as if he was about to suffocate.
Hyun Chenyu sighed deeply and looked into the distance, feeling helpless.
"Later, the ninth brother gradually grew up. In order to give face to the queen, the father only softened his attitude toward the ninth brother on the surface, and also deliberately showed his love for him, which made the whole palace jealous. Just because he didn't understand
He was poisoned no less than eight times. You said..." Hyun Chenyu's eyes flickered, "Is this kind of pampering really a good thing?"
Feng Shuiqing clenched the handkerchief until it was about to break.
Xuan Chenyu lowered his eyes, as if reminiscing: "Ninth brother almost died after being poisoned. From then on, he began to become moody, violent and unruly. But I knew very well that ninth brother was just covering up his inner wounds and refused to
When people are thousands of miles away, they will not have expectations and will be disappointed. When I first met Ninth Brother, he was soaked to the skin, standing barefoot in the ice and snow, huddled up, shivering, and his little hands and feet were red from the cold.
Because he memorized a wrong word that day, the Queen poured water on him and made him stand."
"From that day on, I often secretly sent him some cotton clothes and food. Perhaps because of this, Ninth Brother regarded me as someone close to me..."
"But...it's rumored that he killed concubines? And also killed palace maids?"
Feng Shuiqing's eyebrows were a little dazed and he blurted out a question.
Why...
Does your heart hurt so much?
I really want to know more about him... This chapter has been completed!