"Well, don't worry! Since the emperor has said that, you will not let the child act randomly when you raise it." Feng Mingwei comforted her with a few words, then took the child to the study room. She also had to supervise the children to do their homework and teach them in the evening.
They learn medical skills and identify medicinal materials and poisons.
There was no extra time, Murong Xue wanted to dig her own grave, and she couldn't hold her back, so she ignored her.
Wang Kun was angry and irritable. He didn't expect Murong Xue to be so heartless and eager to get married less than two months after their divorce.
What will the children think if they know this?!
He thought about his children and was afraid that they would be sad. He didn't even tell them about the divorce. He only said that they had a quarrel and would reconcile in a few days. What if the wedding was held and the matter was exposed?
What will the children think when they find out?
The more Wang Kun thought about it, the more worried he became, and he couldn't help but go to the princess's house to talk to her, hoping that she would change her mind and remarry in at least a year for the sake of her children!
But before going to the princess mansion, news came that the Ninth Princess and Yang Biao were getting married.
Emperor Beiwu did not grant the marriage, but Yang Biao wanted to marry the Ninth Princess, so he asked his daughter to ask her about her wishes.
Murong Xue had just come from Mingyue Palace, and she was very angry, "Father, I am willing to marry you."
Yang Biao happened to be in the imperial study room, "Princess, are you really willing?"
"Yes, aren't you going to marry me?" Murong Xue glanced at the man, and when she saw his dark skin and rough face, she disliked him. Her eyes were as contemptuous as they were five years ago. She had known Yang Biao.
Like yourself.
Thinking that he was as easy to handle as Wang Kun, I agreed to the marriage without thinking too much.
Yang Biao looked happy, "In those three days, I will marry the princess as my wife."
Emperor Beiwu had too many things to do and had no patience to persuade her anymore, "Since the Ninth Princess agrees, let's make it so! This time we get married, we can't make any peace and divorce in the future."
She despises Wang Kun for his lack of strength and masculinity. Now, except that Yang Biao is not as good-looking as Wang Kun, in other aspects, he meets her criteria for selecting a consort.
Emperor Beiwu knew that his daughter was resentful that he had chosen Wang Kun as her consort. Since she had now made her own choice, he would not say more.
Murong Xue nodded: "Okay."
There was no turning back when the bow was fired, and Concubine Shu could not stop her, so she could only let her daughter resign herself to fate.
When the news spread, the Yang family immediately prepared a betrothal gift and came to their door, not allowing Murong Xue to regret it.
Yang Biao is not the legitimate son of the Yang family, but a concubine. It seems that he is not a bloodline of the Yang family, but a son of the Yang family. He is indeed from a humble background. If he had not carved a bloody path on the battlefield, he would not have achieved what he has today.
The war five years ago made many people successful, and their identities transcended social classes. Now he was the only military official in the Yang family. The Yang family wanted to support him and organized a grand wedding for him.
Concubine Shu accepted the betrothal gift and looked at her daughter, "Okay, now that you have made a decision, you cannot go back on it, otherwise you will annoy your father."
"Now we are not as favored as before. Your third brother is not in the capital, and Lin'er is still young. If your father is angered, no one will intercede for us."
Concubine Shu was resentful in her heart. She was now old and frail, and was not favored.
Recently, Emperor Beiwu still dotes on that bitch, Concubine Jin.
She was unable to protect herself in the harem. Like other concubines, it was even worse than her to have no sons.
"It's good to marry Yang Biao, maybe he can be of some help."
Murong Xue was absent-minded, thinking that Wang Kun would regret coming to her, but he didn't show up after waiting for three days.
She gradually felt cold...
…
"Is Wang Kun okay?" Feng Mingwei couldn't help but sympathize with him after hearing this.
Zhui Xue said: "It looks like nothing is wrong, but I should be concerned because he still has feelings for the Ninth Princess."
"I heard that he wanted to take you as his teacher because he wanted to bring honor to the Ninth Princess. He wanted her to think highly of him. He would explain it to her after he has learned a lot."
But now it seems that Murong Xue personally ruined her wedding.
There is no future for her and Wang Kun, but the children will suffer.
Feng Mingwei thought of what Murong Xue said and disapproved of Wang Kun going back to find her again, "The Ninth Princess is not suitable for him."
Murong Xue is too willful and doesn't know how to cherish her, so let her hit the wall!
I hope she will have no regrets in the future.
"The matter is over, let him calm down! Children, please help and take care of him. Maybe he will get better after the matter is over."
"Don't tell Tiantian and the others about the Ninth Princess's marriage."
Zhui Xue nodded and went down to take the children to bathe and sleep.
…
"Princess, the prince has arrived at Dongjun Kingdom, but before he reached the capital of Dongjun Kingdom, he encountered many assassinations."
Feng Mingwei's heart tightened and she couldn't help but worry, "What about him?"
Black Eagle said: "Your Majesty is fine, Prince An seems to be injured, but Zhuiyun is here, so it doesn't matter. Do you need to tell Princess An about Prince An's injury?"
When Murong Xiao wrote a letter home, Murong An also wrote a letter home, but did not write about his injury. He also asked King Qin, King Lie, not to tell his family if he was injured.
Feng Mingwei thought for a moment, "It's better not to tell her! As long as they are fine, their whereabouts must be kept secret."
Black Eagle went to Dongjun Kingdom with Murong Xiao. She sent letters home in person, and there were no flying pigeons to pass them on. She wrote a letter home and asked him to take it back.
"Give him something else and ask him to carry it with him and not lose it."
Feng Mingwei gave him a metal chain and asked Murong Xiao to wear it around his neck and never leave it.
Murong Xiao was very happy after receiving the things.
I kept wearing it around my neck and didn't take it off even when I showered and slept.
Murong An and Murong Bo couldn't help but envy him.
"Feng Mingwei is so stingy! I actually gave you an iron chain?" Murong Bo felt sour. He also wrote a letter home. After asking Black Eagle several times, he said that Wang Min did not give him a letter home. Even the letter home was
In Wang Lin's hands, Wang Min didn't even look at it.
He could only show off to them the purse Wang Min had given him before, "Look, my Minmin gave me all the purses she embroidered herself as a gift."
Murong Xiao rolled her eyes at him, "My purse has turned white after being washed. It must have been a long time since I gave it to you! She will definitely not give you gifts now. Wei Bao is different. She will prepare many gifts for me, like my birthday.
There are gifts for wedding anniversaries, acquaintance anniversaries, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Qingming Festival.”
"..."
Murong Bo was full of jealousy and envy, gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "How is that possible? Feng Mingwei can't be so gentle and considerate."