Feng Manyun looked at Zhao Xueying and said: "Xue'er, ah... I understand Ariel's wishes. As long as he treats you well, that's better than anything else. You ask him to order someone to carry the things back."

Feng Manyun still couldn't say "Alie", so he paused.

"I can't be his master in this matter." Zhao Xueying said with a smile, "Mother, please keep the things. This is our wish."

"But, this thing is too expensive and there are too many, I..."

Zhao Xueying smiled and said: "It's not expensive. You marry such a precious daughter to him, and he can enjoy it secretly. This thing is nothing."

"But……"

At this moment, the chamberlain at the door walked in and reported: Qiao Ruhai came to Zhengyang Palace and wanted to meet Feng Manyun.

Feng Manyun's expression changed, and he said to himself: "It's definitely not good for him to come."

Seeing the chamberlain waiting there again, Feng Manyun had no choice but to say: "Let him come in."

Not long after the chamberlain left, Qiao Ruhai came in very respectfully, saluted Feng Manyun and Zhao Xueying and said, "See you, the empress, your highness the princess."

Feng Manyun had long been dissatisfied with Qiao Ruhai's insidious and cunning manner, so he said angrily: "What's the matter?"

Qiao Ruhai didn't take it seriously. The master of Zhengyang Palace seemed to have lost his favor, but in his heart he was like Ming Jing'er. Your Majesty cares about this master, how could he dare to offend him?

I just heard him smile and say: "Reporting to the Queen, Your Majesty heard that the princess returned to the palace. He missed her dearly and was eager to meet the princess. However, he was busy with official duties, so he brought his servants to Zhengyang Palace to invite her."

Feng Manyun said angrily: "How long can it take him to meet the princess? I think it's just an excuse."

Zhao Xueying saw that Feng Manyun was getting angrier as he talked, so she hurriedly said: "Mother, it's better for the daughter to go find her father, it won't be a problem."

"But……"

Zhao Xueying said to Qiao Ruhai: "You go and wait outside first. I have a few words to say to my mother."

Qiao Ruhai said with some embarrassment: "But His Majesty is still waiting. Can't the princess talk to the Queen after meeting His Majesty?"

Feng Manyun was known for his good temper, and he said angrily: "Get out!"

Qiao Ruhai had no choice but to go out in despair.

Zhao Xueying held Feng Manyun's hand and said, "Mother, I left after seeing my father. Ariel is still waiting for me."

Feng Manyun frowned and held Zhao Xueying in his arms.

Mother and daughter hug each other.

Feng Manyun said: "My little Xue'er, you have to take care of yourself, you know?"

"Um."

Zhao Xueying looked sad, and her crystal tears rolled down.

Feng Manyun held Zhao Xueying's shoulders, asked her to leave his arms slightly, and lingered on Zhao Xueying's little face.

She moved her lips and finally said: "Xue'er, there is a sentence that my mother hopes you can remember."

Zhao Xueying raised her hand to wipe away her tears and said, "What are you talking about?"

"No matter how nice a man is to you and how obedient he is, you can't be carried away by happiness or lose yourself. You have to have something you are passionate about. Even if the man betrays you one day, you can still live a happy life.

Very good, you know?" Feng Manyun said.

She was afraid that Zhao Xueying would be like her. She spent most of her life focused on Zhao Han, but in the end she got the news that he had accepted the concubine of the previous dynasty.

She felt so regretful and regretful at that time, but other than regret, she found that she could not change anything and could only accept this reality.

She didn't want Zhao Xueying to end up in such a miserable situation as she was now.

Zhao Xueying nodded and said, "I understand, Queen Mother."

"Yes." Feng Manyun held Zhao Xueying in his arms and murmured, "My good daughter, my good baby."

After hearing this, Zhao Xueying's guard was completely broken and she burst into tears.

Feng Manyun felt even more uncomfortable when he heard Zhao Xueying cry.

Zhao Xueying calmed down a little and said: "Mother, even if my father makes all kinds of mistakes, if he is willing to look back, just give him a chance. I don't want to see you two torturing each other."

Feng Manyun gently arranged the broken hair on Zhao Xueying's forehead and said: "Xue'er, you are still young and don't understand the matter between your father and me. You will understand when you grow up."

Wanyan Lie always says that she hasn't grown up yet, but she is already eighteen years old and will be nineteen soon.

Zhao Xueying pouted and protested: "Mother, I am already nineteen years old."

Feng Manyun held Zhao Xueying in his arms and said with a smile: "Even if you are ninety years old, you will still be my good baby."

…

The mother and daughter talked about themselves for a while, and Zhao Xueying saw that it was getting late, so she left Zhengyang Palace with Lingyin.

Feng Manyun sent Zhao Xueying to the gate of Zhengyang Palace.

Zhao Xueying naturally turned around three times with one step.

When they arrived at the Jinluan Hall, they saw Shen Yu standing tall and tall at the door.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Shen Yu turned around, walked towards her with a smile, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is discussing matters inside, so you can go in later."

Zhao Xueying looked up at him and said, "Did you wait for me here on purpose?"

"Well," Shen Yu said with some embarrassment, "Your Majesty asked the servant to wait for you outside. I thought I had nothing to do, so I waited for you here together."

"Thank you." Zhao Xueying said.

Shen Yu looked at Zhao Xueying's delicate little face. Just as the breeze was blowing, her hair was fluttering. She was naturally beautiful, charming, delicate and agile.

Shen Yu was stunned.

Zhao Xueying looked at Shen Yu's obsessed expression, took a step back, and said, "Little Marquis, there are some things I want to make clear to you."

In fact, she had already said it before, but now that she might be granted a marriage by His Majesty, she wanted to make it clearer.

Shen Yu looked a little unnatural, but still agreed.

He was extremely fond of Zhao Xueying and obeyed her even more. Even if Zhao Xueying asked him to die, he was willing to do so.

Zhao Xueying looked at Ling Yin.

Lingyin and the maids and chamberlains retreated into the distance.

When Zhao Xueying saw no one around, she said, "Little Marquis, when you enter the palace today, does your father promise to betroth me to you?"

Something strange flashed across Shen Yu's eyes, and he finally nodded.

"Little Marquis, I will persuade my father to take back his life. In my heart, I only have my husband Wan Yanlie, and I can no longer pretend to be someone else." Zhao Xueying said, "Little Marquis, you are such a good person, you deserve more. A good woman."

Shen Yu said: "But I only like you, I just want to be with you."

He was a little excited and his voice was a little loud.

Zhao Xueying glanced around unnaturally and said: "A melon that is too strong is not sweet. How could the young marquis not know this truth?"

"But……"

Zhao Xueying interrupted: "Little Marquis, you have to cherish the people around you. Sister Hui has been waiting for you for so many years, and now she has passed the age of marriage. You..."
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