"Meimei, don't be like this, it's all my fault, it's all my fault..."
If the two of them hadn't joked about getting married at the fingertips at that time, how could their daughter look like this now? If she hadn't known Concubine Xuan at that time, how could she have thought of him?
"Jiayu, I don't blame you, you didn't know this would happen. Besides, there is such a huge difference in status between us, how could we have thought that the emperor would grant a marriage?"
Daddy Mengde couldn't bear the thought of Jiayu blaming herself anymore, so he explained.
"What are we getting married on our fingertips? Mother, how could Prince Yun and I be married on our fingertips?"
After hearing about the fingertip wedding, Meimei finally came to her senses. She had heard about her mother and Concubine Xuan, but she had never said anything about the fingertip wedding.
"Hey... we were still young at that time. Even when she was about to enter the palace, we were just joking. Who would have thought that more than twenty years later, she would think of this?"
My mother recounted what happened that day again. Seeing her self-blame, Meimei couldn't bear to say:
"Mother, this matter is too ridiculous. But I don't blame you. Maybe Concubine Xuan has some plans. By the way, King Yun is so good in the eyes of the people, why doesn't he have a princess yet?
"
Don't they all say on TV that ancient princes got married early, started families very early, and had wives and concubines very early? Could it be that this King Yun has some hidden disease?
Thinking of this, Meimei's heart sank, and she knew that there was nothing good in this world. Looking at her parents' faces that suddenly darkened, she knew that there was something wrong with King Yun. But a few days ago, didn't my mother still appreciate this very much?
From King Yun?
Hearing Meimei's question, several people sighed. Brother Boyan calmed down and sighed:
"Brother likes King Yun very much. He is smart and courageous, clean and tidy in doing things, decisive in situations, and will not procrastinate. On the battlefield, from the age of sixteen to more than ten years now, he has never suffered a defeat. That's right
We are the God of War of Feng Kingdom... But such a person can be worshiped, respected, and entrusted to everyone..." The elder brother glanced at Meimei and said unbearably;
"He usually doesn't refuse women who come to him, but the women in his house rarely stay for more than six months. If he doesn't want the women, he will reward them to his subordinates, and then continue to accept the women they send. It is said that
, there is a Baihua Garden in his house, in which there live twenty or thirty beauties, who are as beautiful as flowers and jade. Moreover, he does not want to get married or have a wife... Those women are all his concubines, even his side concubines.
None of them have been established...so..."
My brother looked at Meimei with pity, and Meimei opened the imperial edict without any trace of emotion, read it word for word, and sighed:
"That brother, he is really blessed!"
She returned to her bedroom absentmindedly, and when she woke up it was already the afternoon of the next day. Four pairs of concerned eyes looked at Meimei at the same time. Meimei closed her eyes and whispered:
"I'm fine!"
Isn't it just about getting married? After all, King Yun can be regarded as an idol-level figure in everyone's mind. Marrying such a person was something she had never even dreamed of.
"Meimei, we have discussed it, or we can live in seclusion!" Dad looked lovingly at Meimei, whose eyes were red and swollen. Maybe the life of fleeing would be difficult, but it would be better than ruining his daughter's life.
"Dad, no need, I want to get married!" She sighed softly, and Meimei looked at her closest relatives firmly. Although she also wanted to escape, her parents here are still brothers, they are all
Can she selfishly let her dearest people suffer for their whole lives for her own sake?