At the celebration banquet, the main hall was brightly lit, and candlelight flickered in every corner. It was full of glitz and enjoyment, and the ministers exchanged cups and complimented each other.

The dancers danced gracefully, following the rhythm of the musicians, their faces looming in the dancing clothes.

Fengyi was sitting below, dressed in a princess costume and makeup. She was extremely beautiful. The light emitted shone deeply on her face, making her skin appear even whiter.

She took a look and found that there were many strange faces that she had never seen before. They were all the daughters of princes and ministers.

Now they are brought into the palace for nothing more than the Crown Princess, the Crown Princess, and Xiao Ce'an and Fu Mo Shu, who are known as the twins in the capital.

In the middle of the banquet, the daughters of princes and ministers came on stage to perform, hoping to rise to the top.

The queen was sitting above, wearing a phoenix robe, looking very majestic. She looked at Feng Yi, smiled and said: "Your Majesty, Princess Ling'an has also grown up. It's time to put her marriage on the agenda. Take advantage of this opportunity."

Tonight, why not take a good look at it, it would be a good thing to have a double happiness."

Emperor Mingwen paused for a moment, suddenly remembering that the girl who called her father with a milky voice had grown up.

He looked at Fengyi lovingly and said, "Does Qing'er have someone in mind?"

Fengyi stood up and chuckled: "Father, in Qing'er's heart, there are only two people like father and brother in the world, and there is no other. No matter how good the other young masters are, it's just Zhuyu who comes first, and who comes later.

It’s hard to get into my eyes.”

After these words, Emperor Mingwen was proud for a long time. He was so happy that he issued an imperial edict allowing Fengyi to have her own marriage.

After this banquet, the marriages of other princesses of the right age were confirmed, along with the head wives of other princes.

Emperor Mingwen also asked Xiao Ce'an and Fu Moshu if they were interested in each other. Xiao Ce'an smiled and said: "The war has not stopped, why do we have a home? Your Majesty's marriage proposal is accepted."

Finally, Emperor Mingwen glanced at Su Qingxiang, thought for a while, and still did not designate her as the crown princess directly.

Even though he didn't say it, everyone present was a thousand-year-old fox. Everyone knew that Su Qingxiang, with his status, talent and beauty, was going to marry into the royal family. Now that the third prince's princess has been decided, then only

The prince.

After the banquet ended, Fengyi and Su Qingxiang walked side by side. Han Yan followed them quietly, holding a glass palace lantern, without saying a word.

The two of them were stepping on the cold bluestone, their shadows slanting on the ground, surrounded by withered and fallen bamboo leaves, and they were playing a symphony with the night wind.

Fengyi said calmly: "Although my father has decided to make you the crown prince, if you don't want to, my brother will definitely not force you."

When it comes to marriage, even though Su Qing has lived a lifetime longer than others, she still feels a little uncomfortable.

She frowned slightly and smiled bitterly: "With my status, it's impossible for me to marry, and other families don't dare to marry. Your Highness is amazingly talented, and he is a good man, but..."

Su Qingxiang said calmly: "My mother passed away early, and there are many wives and concubines in my father's backyard, scheming and deceiving each other. I hate this kind of life."

Fengyi had a headache. In this life, Su Qingxiang and Fu Moshu did not have much contact. They had not experienced the test of life and death, and there was no vicious female supporting role to promote their relationship.

She once secretly matched up the two of them and created opportunities for them to get along, but as a result, the two stopped calling each other, and there was no spark of love at all, and they even became brothers.

Fengyi listened to her words, but the more she listened, the more she felt that something was not right.

Why is there a hint of shyness and fear in the heroine's tone when she mentions the prince?

"Qingxiang." Feng Yi turned around and asked her with a serious face: "If you ignore the identity of the prince and just talk about my brother, what do you think of him?"

"ah?"

Su Qingxiang's eyes were a little erratic, and he became nervous inexplicably. A blush appeared on his face unconsciously. He held it in for a long time before saying, "Your Highness, of course it's good."

Fengyi looked at her and suddenly wanted to give Shen Jingchen a thumbs up. You really deserve it.

Not only did he successfully steal the heroine, but he also accepted the male protagonist as his little brother and made him work diligently for him.

"Well~ Qingxiang, you're done, you're in love."

Hearing this, Su Qingxiang's heart skipped a beat, as if someone had stepped on her foot. She said angrily, "Princess, you are talking nonsense. I won't bring you the cakes I make next time."

"Haha, Qingxiang, has anyone told you that you look like a little wild cat with fried hair?"

"You also said..."

Su Qingxiang rolled her eyes at her coquettishly, and then followed her to the princess's residence, unwilling to leave.

She is a woman who dares to love and hate. After struggling with her heart, she can accept her emotions calmly.

On the soft couch in the princess's mansion, Feng Yi was wearing pajamas, her black hair hanging casually, holding a book in her hand, and she was drowsy.

Next to her, Su Qingxiang was wearing a purple dress, a light-colored belt around her waist, and her hair was simply pulled up with a hairpin. She looked noble and cool.

It's just that the silly smile on her face now is incompatible with her temperament.

"Princess, when you were not in the capital, I encountered many things. His Highness the Crown Prince helped me. Even when I opened a women's college, His Highness supported me from behind."

"We once talked about poetry, poetry, and ideals in life. His Royal Highness is among the best among men..."

Su Qingxiang put down the pen in his hand and looked out the window with worry in his eyes.

"I wonder how His Highness is doing?"

Fengyi yawned, threw the book in her hand aside, and looked at her speechlessly: "That's enough for you. You have to ask eight hundred times a day. If you continue to listen, my ears will almost get calluses."
Chapter completed!