Feng Danyuan doesn't like to curse. Firstly, it's for education, and secondly, he never bothers to use his mouth to solve problems that can be solved by hands.
At this moment, he really wanted to scold the sick prince.
What does he want the princess to do?
There will be one more mouth to eat in the courtyard, right?
"Bocheng, get up and go back and ask someone to send the Crown Princess to Feng Shizi's residence." Ji Qi felt that this method was great and he was very pleased with himself.
"Think twice about what? Are you questioning this prince?" Ji Qi was unhappy.
"Don't dare--"
"Then why don't you do as I say!" Ji Qi kicked Bocheng.
A young man tugged at Feng Danyuan and signaled him to stop him quickly.
In this short moment, Feng Danyuan had already had countless plans running through his mind.
Didn't he come to Longjing to be a proton just to make Dayong chicken and dog restless?
Prince... what a good knife.
Haha, now that the knife has been handed to him, he has no reason not to accept it.
The expression on his face quickly changed. Feng Danyuan nodded towards the young master who was teasing him, and then said sternly to Ji Qi: "Your Highness, this joke cannot be made. What just happened was purely a joke between you and me.
, don’t take it seriously.”
"A joke? You have no joke! I am the majestic Prince Yong, and I have kept my promise. I said that I would give the crown princess to you. It is a nail on the iron plate and cannot be discussed!" Ji Qi said with a straight face and angrily.
"Bocheng, let's go!"
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lost money, but he could not lose his face as well, so he returned to the palace with his head held high.
Ji Qi walked on the front foot, and Master Xi woke up on the back foot.
"Why is Your Highness gone? What's wrong with you? Why do you all look like this?"
Prince Yao's face was filled with disgrace and defeat, and he said succinctly: "Your Highness wants to hand over the Crown Princess to Prince Feng."
Mr. Xi was stunned for a long time, and with a "boom", he could only fall to the ground and continue to faint.
*
On the way, Ji Qi slowly figured it out.
He cannot return to the palace.
Even if the queen mother can help him, the father will not agree. So this matter can only be discussed after the rice is cooked, and he cannot come forward.
"Bocheng, come here." Ji Qi waved.
Bocheng walked over fearfully.
Sure enough, after listening to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's instructions, he was hopeless.
Watching His Royal Highness the Crown Prince turn the carriage around without hesitation at the palace gate and leave without waving a sleeve, Bocheng thought desperately: Could it be that today next year will be the anniversary of his death?
Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's wedding day and the anniversary of his death considered auspicious or unlucky?
Seeing the sunset, he reluctantly dragged his heavy steps into the palace gate.
*
The prince's bedroom.
The bride, Wei Zi, sat there for half an hour and then called the maid.
"Caiwei, help me take off the headgear." Wei Zi lifted the hijab.
"Miss, this is against the rules——"
"The auspicious moment has passed, but the great gift has not been completed. There is no need for me to suffer this crime again." Wei Zi said calmly.
The maid Cai Wei wanted to say something else, but Wei Zi stopped her: "Go get some warm food, I'm hungry."
