"No. You are not a child anymore. You cannot be willful." Princess Yan shook her head.
"I don't have anyone I like, so I don't want to just marry someone. Is this being willful?" Feng Weihuan's fists clenched tighter and tighter.
"For Huan, as a woman, no matter what her status is, she will still take the path of 'taking care of her husband and raising her children'."
"That's what you think, I don't think so. I am a woman, but before that, I am a person. As a person, you should first understand how to take the road of this life. I have my own ideas, why can't I follow them?
Live according to my ideas?”
Feng Weihuan took a deep breath and continued: "What you said about 'husband and raising children' is not wrong, but that is not the only choice. The sky is high enough for birds to fly, the sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and all living creatures can be at ease. Why?
People can’t? Can’t I?”
"Wei Huan, the freedom you talk about is based on the premise that our Prince Yan's palace enjoys glory and the four regions of Yun Kingdom are stable. But if all these are gone and you have no one to rely on, how can you live? Your father and I will
The king will grow old, and we cannot protect you for the rest of your life."
"Then let me protect you! I don't need to rely on my husband. The support my husband gives me is far less reliable than what I give myself!" Feng Weihuan became more and more excited as he spoke.
"Feng Weihuan, why are you so stubborn? Could it be that I will harm you again!" Princess Yan's face darkened.
"Mother, this is not stubbornness. You only live one life, and I just want to live according to my own wishes. I know you are doing it for my own good, so just follow me, okay?" Feng Weihuan took a deep breath,
Speak softer.
"It's been almost five years since you were sixteen. For Huan, do I force you to marry someone? You said you want to find someone you like, okay, I'll fill the entire imperial capital one by one according to your wishes.
"Look, for my mother's sake, I think I'm worthy of you, so how can I still rely on you?"
Princess Yan's tone became more severe: "Living according to your own heart? Childish! I will tell you this today: You, Feng Weihuan, must get married. I will never give in on this matter! You must not marry.
Humans, too, unless I die!"
"Mother, you are unreasonable!" Feng Weihuan's blood rushed to his forehead.
"Am I being unreasonable? I have worried about you for so many years, so just say this, Feng Weihuan, do you have any conscience?" Princess Yan said angrily.
"If you force me again, I will twist my hair and become a monk!" Feng Weihuan also got angry and opened the car door directly, shouting: "Stop! Stop!"
The carriage did not stop.
"I'm going to jump if you don't stop!"
The driver had no choice but to stop.
Feng Weihuan jumped out of the carriage angrily. Qiqiao quickly followed her with her cloak in her arms. Before getting off the carriage, she glanced at Princess Yan.
Princess Yan didn't even give her a spare look, she just said coldly: "Go back to the palace!"
Qiqiao watched helplessly as the carriage drove away, and had no choice but to chase the wind for joy: "Princess, it's snowing, please put on your cloak quickly..."
"Go back and leave me alone."
"Princess, it's too cold, you will catch wind chill..."
"If you catch the cold, you catch the cold! Let you go back, let's go!" Feng Weihuan shouted loudly with red eyes, regardless of whether he was on the street.
Qiqiao was frightened and pursed her lips: "Princess Princess..."
