Chapter 143: The head of the Feng family, Feng Xizi [3]
Seeing the light getting dimmer in Feng Xizi's eyes, Qiyu seemed to feel something, and said calmly: "Miss, I once swore to be loyal to you, and this oath is forever valid."
"I'm sorry, I...I can't give you what you want...Qiyu, you should know very well that I..." Feng Xizi couldn't go on. No matter what he said, it seemed like he was hurting Qiyu.
And she really didn't want to hurt this young man who was so passionate about her.
It has been two years, and she owes Qiyu more than just these two years.
Qiyu was silent for a moment. After following Feng Xizi for so long, he dared not say that he knew Feng Xizi completely, but at least, no one knew better than him what Feng Xizi was thinking right now.
Feng Xizi still loves Mo Zhilan.
This was true two years ago, and it will be true two years later.
It turns out that love can really cut through time and hatred... He could only smile bitterly. They met at the wrong time. If he could meet Feng Xizi earlier than Mo Zhilan, he would definitely be able to give Feng Xizi real happiness.
, instead of staying alone in Jiangnan like now, waiting in pain.
"Miss, no matter what decision I make, I will accept it, but I will wait for three years, five years, ten years or eight years. As long as I live, I will always wait for Miss." Qiyu knelt down on one knee,
He lowered his head, and his black hair slid over his red clothes like a flowing spring.
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In the Taiji Palace, Emperor Tianche, who was sitting high on the dragon chair, was playing with a memorial between his fingers and looking at the Minister of Rites kneeling on the ground.
Ever since the Minister of Rites handed over the memorial, Mo Zhilan had said nothing.
His Majesty the Emperor did not speak. The kneeling ministers dared not open their mouths, so they had no choice but to kneel down and uneasily guess the Emperor's thoughts.
It was quiet in Tai Chi Palace, except for the sound of memorials hitting the table, and not even the sound of hair falling to the ground.
Your Majesty's heart is unpredictable. Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger. Although your Majesty is outstandingly capable, but...under such silent pressure, no one dares to make a mistake.
Moreover, this matter is also related to the former queen... The Jiangnan Feng family is the former queen's natal family. For this wedding, His Majesty specially asked the Feng family to purchase ritual utensils. Both the common people and the court were in an uproar.
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The Queen disappeared two years ago. His Majesty searched for her almost frantically and tried every conceivable method. In the end, the Queen's whereabouts were still unknown. Originally, the queen's position was unresolved, and the ministers had already criticized it... It was just because of His Majesty's long-term plans.
Wei, no one dared to mention this matter.
Now two years have passed, His Majesty suddenly announced that he would marry Princess Loulan. This was originally a good thing. Firstly, it solved the problem of the harem's position, and secondly, it repaired the alliance with Loulan. But...who would have thought that Your Majesty would actually do something like this again?
This is coming.
It's better now that the Feng family declined and openly resisted the decree. He, a "little" Minister of Rites, cannot offend the Feng family and dare not speak too much in front of His Majesty. It's hard to be a double-dealing person...
Just when the Minister of Rites was weeping silently in his heart, Mo Zhilan finally showed mercy and opened the "Dragon's Mouth".
"Who came up with this reply from the Feng family?"
The elegant and gentle voice could not tell whether he was happy or angry. The Minister of Rites swallowed quickly and said, "It's the eldest young master of the Feng family, Feng Rui."
"Feng Rui?" Mo Zhilan raised his lips slightly, half-smiling, "In what capacity is he resisting the decree?"