Inside Fu's house, there were lanterns and colorful decorations everywhere, and they were filled with joy.
The faces of many maids and guards also showed joy.
In the room, Fu Qingchen was sitting at the table with an expressionless face. He was dressed in wedding clothes, which made his face even more stern.
The maid on the side was trembling: "Master, my wife said that the time is coming, and she wants you to enter the palace to pick up the princess."
Fu Qingchen lowered his eyes and raised a sneer on his lips: "She wants to marry me, not me. Let her come to my Fu family on her own!"
"But, Master..." The maid was so anxious that she almost cried.
If she cannot persuade the young master to leave, the madam will definitely punish her severely.
Fu Qingchen didn't speak. He closed his eyes slowly, as if he wanted to cover up the pain and despair in his eyes.
Ever since he learned that there was no possibility for him and Ling'er, his heart... had died! He could promise a marriage to Nangong Yu, but there was no way... to treat each other with respect as a guest!
He didn't want to pick her up.
It seemed that as long as he picked her up, he acknowledged her existence.
"Go and tell my mother that I have already reached the limit of marrying her. It is absolutely impossible for me to pick her up!"
Suddenly, Fu Qingchen opened his eyes, and his eyes were cold and ruthless.
"Clean the dust!"
At this moment, an angry voice came from the door.
Fu Qingchen raised his eyelids slightly and looked coldly at the lady who walked in surrounded by the maids. The sarcasm on his lips became even more intense.
"What are you doing here?" His voice was as cold as ever, as if the person in front of him was just a stranger.
Mrs. Fu was a little angry: "I am your mother, why am I here? I tell you, you must go to pick up the princess today, otherwise, not to mention the royal family's loss of face, even the emperor will be embarrassed by this, and your status as emperor
You should know that he is a disciple of the Demon Queen, aren’t you embarrassing the Demon World?”
Fu Qingchen stiffened and remained silent, his expression unchanged, as calm as water.
"Fu Qingchen, think carefully about what will happen if you do this! I know you like that little girl, but your behavior will not only slap the face of the Flowing Fire Empire, but also the face of the demon world. Do you think that with your own strength?
Can you protect that little girl with your strength?"
Mrs. Fu's tone was so serious that Fu Qingchen's hands on both sides clenched involuntarily.
He has compromised time and time again. Is it possible that he should continue to compromise this time?
"Qingchen," Mrs. Fu's voice softened a bit, "The princess is the sister of Emperor Zun. Emperor Zun has always been a person who cherishes his compatriots. Otherwise, he would not have passed the throne to His Majesty, but would have found one of his subordinates to take over.
, if the Emperor knows about this, the girl will end up very miserable. The Emperor may... kill the girl to vent his anger on His Highness the Princess."
In fact, Mrs. Fu didn't know what the relationship between Nangong Falcon and Nangong Yu was like. After all, she couldn't recognize Nangong Falcon even when she saw him. It was just that Nangong Falcon and Nangong Yu were brothers and sisters, so they should have a good relationship.
He deliberately threatened Fu Qingchen like this.
Fu Qingchen's palms trembled more and more. After a while, he stood up slowly, his cold voice getting colder.
"Okay, I'll pick her up."
He clearly said that he would not admit Nangong Yu's identity, but for Ling'er, he could only...compromise again.
Fu Qingchen's eyes were full of pain, and his handsome face was pale.