Du Yun was stunned and immediately said, "Go back to the emperor! I don't dare to live late!"

"Martial marriage is important. There is nothing to dare to do." The old emperor looked at a weak and beautiful woman in the seat of the princess and said warmly: "Cai'er, are you willing to recruit Mr. Du as your son-in-law?"

"Go back to Father! My daughter is willing!" A soft female voice sounded, looking at Du Yun kneeling on the ground, her delicate face dyed two red glows.

When Du Yun heard this, he looked up at the princess and saw a gentle and proud man in pink clothes sitting there softly. The red glow on his cheeks rose with a piece of rouge spring color. His body was delicate and soft, and he was not full. He suddenly became obsessed with it. Fengyun sighed! This is really... the wind and rain in the world is really hard to explain!

This ten princess has vision. Feng Qingyan, a woman with no eyes, takes gold and jade as willow catkins and retreats outside. Now she has become the prince consort! Turning her eyes, she looks at Feng Qingyan's delicate face has turned gray.

"Haha! Du Yun! Do you still say you don't dare?" The old emperor laughed. He looked at Feng Batian on the Fengtai. His daughter knew how to recognize people and things than Feng Batian's daughter, which was the most proud thing for him. Of course, he forgot about Feng Yunqing.

Feng Batian raised his eyebrows at the emperor, and his eyes looked in the direction of Feng Yunqing, which was self-evident. The old emperor's happy old face suddenly stopped and he also looked at Feng Yunqing. The two of them had their eyes intersected in the air.

"I thank my emperor for his kindness!" Du Yun's face turned red and she immediately kowtowed to thank her.

"I grant Du Yun a walk in the study! I granted the ten princesses marriage and chose a date to finish the wedding!" After a while, the old emperor withdrew his gaze and issued an order.

"Thank you for your grace!" Du Yun kowtowed again without saying a word this time.

Walking in the study room? Yi Jue is the fourth rank! Feng Yunqing looked at the man. His official is now older than his father Du. He can be said to have jumped into the dragon gate. The old man's vision is good. The beads always shine. Maybe she and the old man in her family expected that Feng Qingyan would not be willing to accept it. He just wanted to let the woman see how much she weighed her. But this woman was blinded by the desire to gain weight. She was not at all, so it was not blamed on others.

A smile came out from the corner of his mouth, and Feng Yun looked at Feng Qingyan with a smile.

"Get up!" The old emperor waved his hand gently at Du Yun, as if he forgot Feng Qingyan, who was kneeling on the ground and sobbing. His eyes glanced around the hall and fixed on Lan Xiaoqing: "If I remember correctly, the prince is more than twenty years old this year. The prince and the princess have passed away long ago. I should have the responsibility to find a good marriage for the prince. I wonder if the prince is interested in someone? I decided to be the prince and prepare generous gifts!"

Hearing this, Feng Yunqing's smile suddenly froze. The old emperor wanted to point out Lan Xiaoqing's marriage...

Hearing the old emperor's words, Feng Yunqing's smile suddenly froze. He turned his head to look at Lan Xiaoqing almost stressedly.

Lan Xiaoqing was still sitting there quietly, crescent-colored brocade robe wrapped around her thin and tall body, with a jade belt in her hair, and her eyes were as light as a painting, and her face was as light as ever. She was shrouded in a misty breath, as if it was dissolved in the air, and there was no sense of existence in the hall of thousands of people.

Feng Yun looked at Lan Xiaoqing, and with just a glance, his heart tugged again, causing a heart-wrenching pain. But he couldn't find the outlet. He just stared at him in a daze.

Upon hearing this, Lan Xiaoqing looked up at the old emperor in surprise. With just one glance, Yun Danfengqing's voice sounded: "Qing doesn't have this heart, and is willing to live alone!"

"What is the prince?" The old emperor immediately shook his head and spoke in a gentle voice: "The Blue King and the princess have been away from the world for a long time. The prince will continue his bloodline for the Blue King's Mansion if he is not for himself. This is a major event for the people in Nanyang. How can we say that we are lonely and end up with our old age? This must not be done!"

Lan Xiaoqing's body shook, and her face, which was as poetic as a painting, was even more transparent.

Feng Yunqing's heart was even tighter, as if thousands of people were twisted with iron wire. "If I die, the Lan Wang Mansion will escape unstoppable." This sentence never could help but jump out of my mind. I used to be just a shallow consciousness. Suddenly, at this moment I deeply felt the aches of Lan Xiaoqing. Lan Xiaoqing said that it was true that I had been lonely and I wanted to break the bloodline of Lan Wang Mansion.

But how could the old emperor allow it? The Blue Prince's Mansion is a barrier to the Nanyang Kingdom.

"My fifteenth princess will be in full swing for a year and is gentle in nature. How about I decide this marriage with the prince first?" The old emperor seemed not to see Lan Xiaoqingbai's transparent face and said in a gentle voice.

Although it was a discussion, the king spoke, Lan Xiaoqing was the brother of Wang Shiyu who was loyal to the Nanyang Kingdom. How could he win the face of the old emperor in this hall of thousands of people? Feng Yunqing frowned fiercely, and his hand holding the cup was clenched involuntarily.

"Qing's body is still ill now. It has already become a rotten wood. There is not much time left, so I may affect the princess! I hope the emperor thinks twice." Lan Xiaoqing pursed her lips tightly and spoke slowly.

"The so-called fate is destined by heaven. The prince will be safe and sound with the blessing of the gods in Nanyang. "The old emperor looked at Lan Xiaoqing, paused, and glanced at the hall with his eyes: "What do you think, my dear friends?"

"My emperor is wise! The prince is blessed!"

A mountain of cries suddenly sounded in the hall.

"What is the prince saying?" The old emperor nodded with great satisfaction, then turned his eyes to Lan Xiaoqing.

Lan Xiaoqing's lips were no longer covered in blood, and she was like a transparent person. The corners of her mouth were pursed tightly, and Qing Rufeng's voice slowly opened: "But the emperor is the decision!"

With a bang in his mind, Feng Yunqing's cup in his hand was silently broken into powder. The bright red blood mixed with the crushed powder slid down his fingertips. A small face was as pale as paper, without a single color, which was not much better than the transparent color on Lan Xiaoqing's face.

Hearing Lan Xiaoqing's words, Mei Ruxue pulled a sneer on the corner of her mouth. Then, looking at Feng Yunqing's hand, Mo Yu's eyes tightened and her fingers moved, but she finally shrank back.

Yu Jin sat indifferently. At this time, he heard a subtle sound and slowly turned his head. When he saw Feng Yunqing's blood in his hands and the debris of the cup, Tsinghua's face changed. Then in just a moment, he immediately reached into his arms and took out a handkerchief and covered Feng Yunqing's hand.

Feng Yunqing's whole body was stiff, and the bright red blood on his hands didn't feel the pain. He was numb and seemed not his own. His face was pale and his eyes were full of grayness and his face was as beautiful as a poetic painting.

The fifteenth princess...what a lucky woman should be...

The handkerchief on the white silk cloth was quickly stained with bright red blood, bright and dazzling. Yu Jin's heart aches, and Feng Yunqing's delicate palms were covered with dense wounds, and blood was spilling out everywhere.

"Haha! Okay, since the prince agrees, the marriage will be settled!" The old emperor laughed, obviously very happy.

Lan Xiaoqing's lips stiffly pulled out a smile, and her eyes swept away the bright red silk cloth on Feng Yunqing's hand. Her light eyes tightened, and then her long eyelashes dropped to cover her eyes. The fingers in her sleeves were tucked into the palm of her hand and bloodstained.

"Qinger!" Yu Jin called out gently in Fengyunqing's ear, his voice as soft as the wind.

Fengyun turned his head stiffly and looked at Yu Jin. In Yu Jin's clear and distressed eyes, she saw her pale face and absent-minded look, like a ghost. The corners of her mouth were pulled, but she was still tightly pursed, as if she had stuck, and she couldn't even open a curve.

Yu Jin looked at Feng Yunqing gently, no longer spoke, reached into his arms to take out the white medicine powder applied to stop bleeding, and gently sprinkled Feng Yunqing's palm, then looked at the blood-stained Juanpa, and hesitated slightly, Mei Ruxue reached into her arms and handed over her handkerchief. Yu Jin looked at Mei Ruxue, picked it up and continued to bandage Feng Yunqing.

Within a moment, Feng Yunqing's hand was wrapped, and no trace of blood flowed out. Yu Jin quietly put his blood-stained hand into his arms. Mei Ruxue gently waved her sleeves, and the blood stains dripping on the table and the crushed powder of the white jade cup had disappeared invisibly.

These actions were just a matter of a moment, except for Feng Yunqing's still pale face and a cup missing on the table.

Fengyun slowly lowered his head, looked at his hand, pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, then he took action stiffly, pulled down his wide sleeve, and covered the hand in his sleeve, with black hair hanging down, covering half of his small face. The whole person was silent and quiet, and even half a sound was not heard. Yu Jin looked at Fengyunqing, and a trace of heartache flashed through his beautiful eyes. Mei Ruxue also looked at Fengyunqing, and his numb heart seemed to be pierced into a needle, revealing a blood hole. At this moment, he could not be completely repaired. Who said that this woman was unintentional? Her heart was just not used on him. Her heart spread uncontrollably.

"Congratulations to the Emperor! Congratulations to Prince Lan!"

Hearing the words of the old emperor and Lan Xiaoqing, a congratulations sounded again in the hall. After sweeping away the previous bloody incident of Chu Yuanxi and Feng Qingyan's refusal to marry, the hall became lively again.

The old emperor laughed constantly, obviously very happy. Lan Xiaoqing slowly raised his head with a lowered head and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The two seemed to cater to this festive atmosphere.

"Girl Mu! I remember you said before that I wanted me to marry you and Mr. Yunlou? What's the matter at this time?" The old emperor stopped smiling and looked at Ruan Yunlou and Mu Qianjiao who had been sitting quietly together.

Mu Qianjiao kept her head down, and seemed to suddenly wake up, looking at Ruan Yunlou beside her.
Chapter completed!