Then let everything go according to the previous plan, just to keep her promise and marry Prince Jin. Even if they are husband and wife, she has nothing to do with him.
"Miss!" Liu Xiang stepped forward and held Feng Hongluan's arm while he was busy. Others may not know how Feng Hongluan was injured. Only she knows how much sincerity the young lady has given to Prince Jin.
In my heart, I secretly hated the sanctimonious prince, and at the same time, I also felt sorry for the young lady.
Forget about a Young Master Ling, here comes Prince Jin.
Why does her young lady, such a good person, have to suffer so much emotional torture?
*
New house.
The decoration in front of her was very simple, just some red silk handkerchiefs were used to forcefully decorate the house to make it look festive. It turned out to be her new house.
She had imagined her wedding room countless times, but Feng Hongluan could never have imagined that it would be so desolate and deserted. The house would be old, even worse than her boudoir in Feng Mansion.
"Isn't this just a woodshed for our lady?"
Upon entering, Yuexiang's complaint display was turned on.
Liu Xiang gave her a quick look: "Don't say any more, close the door."
Yuexiang turned around and closed the door. She also felt that it was unfair for Feng Hongluan. After all, she was also the legitimate daughter of Feng Mansion. Although her status was not as noble as that of Xia Ronngling, the legitimate daughter of the general, she would not be neglected to this extent.
.
No wonder he spit out a mouthful of blood. Anyone who was treated like this would vomit blood.
The good principal concubine suddenly became the side concubine. It was a joke for everyone to watch. How could she not be angry?
Looking at Feng Hongluan's livid face, Yuexiang didn't dare to say anything more. The young lady was already sad enough. Even if she was aggrieved and filled with righteous indignation, she couldn't add fuel and jealousy to irritate the young lady at this time.
In the room, there was a banquet table, two gold cups, and a golden chilong-patterned wine pot. The food on the table was still warm, but Feng Hongluan's eyes when he looked at the food on the table were extremely cold.
"The fragrance remains, the fragrance of the moon."
"Yes, miss."
"You guys go out first and guard at the door. I want to be alone for a while."
Liuxiang was quite worried: "Miss!"
"Don't worry, I just want to be alone for a while."
Liuxiang hesitated for a moment and glanced at Feng Hongluan sadly: "Okay, miss, we are going out. If you need anything, just call us."
"That's right, miss."
Yuexiang suddenly came over and took out a letter from his sleeve: "The master said that when we get to the Jin Palace, let the slave give this to the lady."
Feng Hongluan frowned, and after Liu Xiang Yuexiang went out, she opened the sealed letter, took out the paper, and only glanced at it a few times, feeling full of regret and hatred.
Her father said she would suffer losses if she didn't listen to the old man's words. Now she knew it, but it was too late. Her name was written into the royal family tree. Even if she and Hong Yan would never be husband and wife in the future, they were already married.
in the name of husband and wife.
If I had listened to my father earlier and not done these ridiculous things, why would I be alone in my empty house now, feeling lonely, heartbroken, and suffering endlessly?
In the letter, Fengcheng said that he did not agree with the marriage. Someone secretly sent him a letter, thinking that Prince Yunjin would marry Xia Rongling on the same day, and Feng Hongluan could only marry as a concubine.
Fengcheng also said that he originally threatened to die and even aborted the "fetus" in his belly with Feng Hongluan, but he did not expect that the emperor would issue an imperial edict and there would be no change in the matter.
Fengcheng also said that the reason why he didn't tell her about this earlier was because when he wanted to tell her, she had a "fetus" in her belly. He was afraid of hurting her body and wanted to wait until the baby was miscarried before telling her.
What I didn't expect was that the doctor would make such a random statement that it would become known throughout the city and even go so far as to go to the emperor and grant the marriage himself.
Fengcheng is well aware of her temper. At such a moment, it is difficult to speak, because Fengcheng knows that if she understands the truth, she will regret her marriage at all costs.
The emperor granted her a marriage, and if she regretted it, it would be a death penalty. Fengcheng did not want to see her die.
She lived an unhappy life, but she was alive at least. If King Jin had some sympathy for her, she would have some hope for life.
But if the person dies, he will never be seen again in this life.
After reading the entire letter, her heart was bleeding like a knife.
It was so heartbreaking, how could she deal with it?
It was she who reaped the consequences, her eyes were smeared with sweet noodles, and she was deceived by Hong Yan's sweet words, so that she fell step by step, and landed herself in the current situation like a knife.
How many people were mocking her, and how many people were watching her jokes. She did not hesitate to lose her own reputation, and even caused the Feng Mansion and her father to lose face. All she got was this result.
Hatred, overwhelming hatred, the letter in her hand was tightly crushed into a ball. There is no hatred more painful than being fooled and humiliated by the one you love.
In her last life, it was Ling Che and He Jixiang. In this life, she originally thought that God had given her a lover, but she didn't want to be worse than her previous life.
Her tears were rolling in her eyes with hatred, and her eyes were full of anger, but she would not let herself shed any more tears. No matter what, she would never give anyone the chance to approach her heart and despise her wantonly.
Already.
He doesn't deserve to shed tears for Hong Yan.
*
In the front hall, there was a joyous wedding banquet, people were drinking wine, glasses were shining, congratulations were heard, and the atmosphere was warm.
It was not until midnight that Hong Yan was already half drunk, and the guests gradually dispersed. The lively Jin Prince's Mansion became calmer, but Hong Yan's heart became more and more agitated.
A spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. He is missing his beloved wife, his beauty.
As soon as the banquet was over and the last wave of guests were sent away, Hong Yan could not wait and staggered drunkenly to his new house.
Pushing the door open and entering, he was beaming with joy and his eyes were as gentle as water. He winked at Hu Die and motioned for Hu Die to go out.
For a moment, I don’t want to be bothered by others anymore.
He wanted to give her the most perfect night.
When I stepped forward, I was drunk, partly because of the smell of alcohol, but mostly because of the delicate and delicate figure so close at hand.
He stepped forward, reached out and held the hands of "Feng Hongluan", and exhaled lovingly: "I can finally get you, Hongluan. In this life, I will do my best to make you the most beautiful person in the world."