The prince shook his head: "What I think doesn't matter either. As for marrying a woman he likes -"
He smiled and seemed to be open-minded: "Maybe I'm not that lucky. Whether we meet or not is one thing, whether we get married is another. Two things can become the same thing.
Blessings in the world are like King Chen; but if you don't get them, you can only get married, right?"
Feng Weihuan shook his head: "It shouldn't be like this. When people live, they should at least have their own choices."
The prince pursed his lips and took away the joke: "You are right. As a human being, you should indeed know what you want. But the prerequisite for all people in the world to have a choice is that the country is peaceful and the people are safe. In this case, my only choice is this
One."
Feng Weihuan looked at the prince and was speechless again.
She can still make a choice, but the prince has no choice; if the prince is left to choose by himself, then it is very likely that she and all the people in the world will have no choice.
She said something stupid.
The prince placed the white piece on the chessboard and said slowly: "If you don't want to, it doesn't matter. I will make it clear to my mother and queen."
His voice was neither soft nor serious, and he didn't have many emotional fluctuations. He just sat quietly opposite and talked about something that didn't seem to be very important.
An illusion suddenly appeared in front of Feng Weihuan's eyes.
A man dressed in moon-white brocade clothes, holding a white jade chess piece in his hand, was sitting in a mottled mess. His silhouette overlapped with that of the prince...
"Princess Princess?"
The prince's voice sounded, and the figure of the man in moon-white brocade quietly dispersed.
"Are you okay?" The prince looked at Feng Weihuan with concern.
Feng Weihuan shook his head: "It's okay, maybe I didn't sleep well last night."
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. If you don't want to, the matter will end here." The prince advised.
Feng Weihuan said "hmm" and said with a wry smile: "Even if the matter ends here, my mother-in-law will still let me go on a blind date. I won't hide it from you, I have a headache."
The prince smiled helplessly: "There is nothing I can do about this matter."
Feng Weihuan sighed.
*
On the way back, Feng Weihuan was worried.
The prince has his own responsibilities. For him, the political significance of marriage is greater than personal emotions.
She does not have the lofty ambitions of the prince. She just wants to do what she wants to do and marry the person she wants to marry. If it is true as the prince said, she will have no luck in marriage in this life. If she cannot meet that person, she will not want to
Force yourself.
But, this is just her idea.
She secretly looked up at Princess Yan and saw that her mother-in-law looked thoughtful and solemn.
Forget it, she still didn't speak.
Feng Weihuan was about to pretend to close his eyes and rest his mind when he heard Princess Yan speak: "The prince has a generous temperament and is diligent and progressive. He will definitely be a wise king in the future. Please think about this matter carefully."
Feng Weihuan was silent for a long time and asked, "Concubine, you are a good person and have a good family background. Can I get married?"
She has said these words many times, but she still has to say them.
"You can marry the person you like. But -" Princess Yan looked at Feng Weihuan and said, "If not, then you can only choose to marry a good person and a good family background."
"Isn't there a choice of 'not getting married'?" Feng Weihuan couldn't help but clenched his fists.
