Jun Qingli stood up and said loudly: "Your Highness, although we are in Liang State now, the marriage is related to the diplomatic relations between the two countries. You made such a decision without discussing with my elder sister. It would be too hasty, and Liang State is against us Chu State--"

He looked cold: "Don't pay enough attention."

Gu Yun waved slowly, and the eunuch who had lowered his head and said for a long time suddenly stepped forward and said to Jun Qingli in a delicate voice: "Crown Prince Chu doesn't know that three days later is a good day for engagement, and His Highness the Regent ordered that all engagement matters and ceremonial guards follow the rules of Chu."

"If the prince is worried that his preparations are not fully prepared, the old slave can take his prince and the princess to see what he has prepared later."

He said this with great sincerity, and Gu Yun was also smiling slightly on the side. He looked a bit sincere, so Jun Jiuning and Jun Qingli couldn't refute it anymore.

Gu Yun also walked down from the high seat himself, walked to Jun Jiuning, and said warmly: "If the princess has any special requests, she can also ask me for help. I will try to satisfy it."

Jun Jiuning:... Then do I still have to thank you?

She really couldn't pretend to be happy, so she could only smile and said without a smile: "Your Highness has decided, I have no requirements."

Gu Yun nodded with satisfaction: "That would be the best."

His eyes were heavy when he looked at Jun Jiuning, which made Jun Jiuning breathless: "I will definitely give the princess the greatest engagement ceremony."

Jun Jiuning took a breath, and a little courage to burn the boats appeared in his eyes. The corners of his mouth curled up, but his tone was cold: "I'm looking forward to it."

The banquet ended and everyone left in different expressions.

Feng Yunxi has never found a chance to find trouble for the other party since she was angry with Jun Jiuning last time. Originally, Jun Qingli was suddenly seriously ill, and she was very happy. She cursed Jun Jiuning for losing this only brother and the backer of Chu. She hoped that she would be disengaged by Liang State in the end.

But things went in the direction she hoped, and they went in the opposite direction.

Jun Qingli is safe, and Jun Jiuning is going to get engaged to the Regent.

Feng Yunxi knew very well: if it weren't for the strange name that could not be said by Jun Jiuning, it would have been a marriage ceremony in three days, but a wedding.

She was so angry that her heart was bleeding!

"Wu Shuang, bring that bitch here!" Feng Yunxi's eyes were covered with blood, and the originally lively and clear eyes were full of evil spirits.

Her tone was particularly fierce this time, and Wushuang shivered for a moment when she heard it. She couldn't help but kneel down to help Feng Dongling beg for mercy and said, "Princess, you taught the prince a little too much last time. If you discipline me again this time, I'm afraid..."

Feng Yunxi was even more angry when she saw that she dared to disobey her orders, so she grabbed the whip hidden in the makeup box and whipped it over.

Wushuang screamed in shock, and a blood mark suddenly appeared on her face.

She covered her face in horror, blood flowed down from her fingers, and raised her head and looked at Feng Yunxi in disbelief.

She has been with Feng Yunxi for ten years. This is the first time Feng Yunxi has beaten her.

But Feng Yunxi was completely out of her sense of reason, and she had nowhere to vent her anger, so she could not care whether her confidant would be sad.

She then threw out the second whip: "Will you go?"

The whip whipped Wushuang's wrist and his flesh instantly red and swollen.

Wushuang rolled back with tears in her eyes and crawled back: "I will go now, go now! Princess, please calm down!"

She escaped from Qiwu Palace and vaguely heard the sound of Feng Yunxi smashing a vase in the room.

The sharp sound of shattering made Wushuang tremble.

Wushuang could only cover her face and go to see Feng Dongling.

Feng Dongling seemed to have guessed that Feng Yunxi was in a very bad mood today, and she was afraid that she would be beaten and was changing her clothes.

It is already early summer now, and everyone can wear as light as possible.

But in order to prevent her injuries from being seriously injured, Feng Dongling put on a cotton-padded underwear.

"Your Highness, Miss Wushuang asks for a visit."

Feng Dongling paused his hand while wearing a belt and ordered: "Let her come in."

He stretched out his right hand, allowing the scar to be completely exposed, and continued to put clothes on his body expressionlessly.

But this time, Wushuang no longer looked at him with pity and said something to let him see Feng Yunxi.

Wushuang lowered her head and whispered: "Your Highness the Princess asked me to invite Your Highness the Prince to go to Qiwu Hall."

Feng Dongling looked at her and felt a little strange.

She seemed to want to bury her head in her clothes.

"Sister Wushuang, what are you?"

Wushuang unnaturally drooped her head again, and even blocked her face with her hands: "Your Highness, Prince, go quickly, otherwise the princess would be angry."

Feng Dongling immediately understood why she had such a move.

He stepped forward, grabbed Wushuang's right hand covering his face, and stubbornly broke her hand.

Wushuang raised her head in surprise, revealing the terrible scar.

Feng Dongling looked a little ugly and asked carefully: "What's wrong with the emperor sister? Why did you get angry today?!"

Wushuang shed a tear, pulled her hand back, lowered her head, and advised: "I accidentally made it myself. Your Highness should go quickly, otherwise Your Highness will be angry."

Feng Dongling said anxiously: "Sister Wushuang, tell the truth, are you talking for me? That's why my sister hits you?"

He seemed extremely upset: "It's all my fault. I always make the emperor's sister angry, which has implicated Sister Wushuang."

He grabbed Wushuang's shoulder, forced her to look at him, and whispered: "Don't talk to me again next time. I'm useless. It's right for the emperor to teach me a lesson, but it would be bad to implicate Sister Wushuang."

Wushuang was stunned and looked at Feng Dongling's shameful expression on his elegant face, and he unconsciously emerged from the consciousness.

Feng Dongling let her go, turned around and took a bottle of golden sore medicine, and stuffed it into Wushuang's hand: "This medicine is most effective for whipping and will not leave scars. Sister Wushuang is a woman, so her face is naturally the most important."

His face turned slightly red and he whispered: "What a pity if Sister Wushuang had a scar on her face with such a beautiful face."

Wushuang was moved in his heart, so he naturally refused to accept it: "I appreciate the kindness of Your Highness the Crown Prince. It's just that such a precious medicine is not worthy of use. Your Highness the Crown Prince's body is more important."

She stuffed it into Jun Qingli's hand, but he didn't accept it.

Wushuang was anxious and looked around, found the right opportunity to throw the medicine on the table, and then snatched the door.

Feng Dongling looked at her back that disappeared into the night, and the concerned expression on her face suddenly disappeared.

He turned around and picked up the medicine bottle on the table, sneered, and slowly put on his clothes.

"Let's go." Feng Dongling said to the servant who was lowering his head at the door with expressionless face.

The servant hurriedly walked to the front to lead the way.
Chapter completed!