Amid the quarrels among the officials in the capital, the silence of the envoys from Miluo, and the unmoved Mu Chuji, the palace banquet finally came to an end.
Although Li Qianning's sudden appearance caused sudden turmoil at the palace banquet, neither Li Shengxuan nor Fang Ziqin expressed their stance, which made Li Qiyou feel uneasy - this time they got married, they were probably inseparable.
As Li Qiyou's biological sister, it would be no exaggeration to say that he had watched her grow up, so he did not want her to marry in a foreign country and never see her again. But he also knew that as a child of the royal family, he had no choice but to do so, especially in matters of marriage, where interests were always put above all else.
Thinking of this, Li Qiyou weakly raised his hand to support the palace wall, feeling indescribably depressed.
When Fang Zilan passed by, she happened to have a panoramic view of this scene, so she couldn't help but stop and stood not far from Li Qiyou.
Realizing that someone was stopping behind him, Li Qiyou calmed his expression, turned around and realized it was Fang Zilan, and said in a daze: "You..."
"What's bothering you, Your Majesty?" Fang Zilan said, walking to the palace wall and standing opposite Li Qiyou, "If Your Majesty is willing, you might as well tell me and I won't bother you."
Hearing this, Li Qiyou couldn't help but curled his lips, "Miss Fang San, are you going to be my Jie Yuhua?"
"As long as the prince speaks." Fang Zilan also raised the corners of her lips and showed a bright smile, which instantly relieved Li Qiyou's uneasiness and made him look relaxed.
Fang Zilan saw Li Qiyou looking at her steadily, the smile on his face faded a little, and he lowered his eyes and asked, "Why is the prince staring at me like this? Is there something on my face?"
"No." Li Qiyou denied it, but found that there were some words that he did not dare to admit. For example, now, as long as he sees Fang Zilan standing in front of him, he will be satisfied.
It seemed that no matter what happened, nothing could compare to the smile of the person in front of him, which could make him truly sink into it and unable to extricate himself.
"What does the prince mean?" Fang Zilan asked, but Li Qiyou didn't answer, and she didn't urge him.
The two stood under the palace wall, their shadows lengthened by the setting sun.
I don't know how much time passed, until the sky was getting dark and the two people's shadows were blurred together. Fang Zilan didn't hear Li Qiyou's answer. Instead, he waited until he said, "It's getting late, I'll take you back to Fengyi Palace." .
"No need." Fang Zilan refused simply. After all, she and Li Qiyou, one was an innocent daughter of the prime minister's house, and the other was a prince with a complete family, there should not be anything involved.
The melon fields do not accept shoes, and the plum trees do not have their crowns trimmed. Just the word "avoiding suspicion" made the two people strangers, and there must be no intersection.
However, for some reason, Li Qiyou was unexpectedly stubborn, "Miss Fang San is weak. I need to personally send you back to Fengyi Palace and hand you over to the Queen, so that you can feel at ease. Otherwise, if something happens, I will never Forgive yourself.”
When his words came to this, Fang Zilan had no choice but to bite the bullet and comply even though she had thousands of dissatisfactions in her heart. You know, she can't bear his guilt.
On the way back to Fengyi Palace, Fang Zilan rarely spoke, and the same was true for Li Qiyou. Both of them looked restrained and distant.
After entering Fengyi Palace, Fang Ziqin raised her eyebrows when she saw Li Qiyou, "His Royal Highness King Yucheng, this is..."
Amid the quarrels among the officials in the capital, the silence of the envoys from Miluo, and the unmoved Mu Chuji, the palace banquet finally came to an end.
Although Li Qianning's sudden appearance caused sudden turmoil at the palace banquet, neither Li Shengxuan nor Fang Ziqin expressed their stance, which made Li Qiyou feel uneasy - this time they got married, they were probably inseparable.
As Li Qiyou's biological sister, it would be no exaggeration to say that he had watched her grow up, so he did not want her to marry in a foreign country and never see her again. But he also knew that as a child of the royal family, he had no choice but to do so, especially in matters of marriage, where interests were always put above all else.
Thinking of this, Li Qiyou weakly raised his hand to support the palace wall, feeling indescribably depressed.
When Fang Zilan passed by, she happened to have a panoramic view of this scene, so she couldn't help but stop and stood not far from Li Qiyou.
Realizing that someone was stopping behind him, Li Qiyou calmed his expression, turned around and realized it was Fang Zilan, and said in a daze: "You..."
"What's bothering you, Your Majesty?" Fang Zilan said, walking to the palace wall and standing opposite Li Qiyou, "If Your Majesty is willing, you might as well tell me and I won't bother you."
Hearing this, Li Qiyou couldn't help but curled his lips, "Miss Fang San, are you going to be my Jie Yuhua?"
"As long as the prince speaks." Fang Zilan also raised the corners of her lips and showed a bright smile, which instantly relieved Li Qiyou's uneasiness and made him look relaxed.
Fang Zilan saw Li Qiyou looking at her steadily, the smile on his face faded a little, and he lowered his eyes and asked, "Why is the prince staring at me like this? Is there something on my face?"
"No." Li Qiyou denied it, but found that there were some words that he did not dare to admit. For example, now, as long as he sees Fang Zilan standing in front of him, he will be satisfied.
It seemed that no matter what happened, nothing could compare to the smile of the person in front of him, which could make him truly sink into it and unable to extricate himself.
"What does the prince mean?" Fang Zilan asked, but Li Qiyou didn't answer, and she didn't urge him.
The two stood under the palace wall, their shadows lengthened by the setting sun.
I don't know how much time passed, until the sky was getting dark and the two people's shadows were blurred together. Fang Zilan didn't hear Li Qiyou's answer. Instead, he waited until he said, "It's getting late, I'll take you back to Fengyi Palace." .
"No need." Fang Zilan refused simply. After all, she and Li Qiyou, one was an innocent daughter of the prime minister's house, and the other was a prince with a complete family, there should not be anything involved.
The melon field does not accept shoes. Just the word "avoiding suspicion" made the two people strangers, and there must be no intersection.
However, for some reason, Li Qiyou was unexpectedly stubborn, "Miss Fang San is weak. I need to personally send you back to Fengyi Palace and hand you over to the Queen, so that you can feel at ease. Otherwise, if something happens, I will never Forgive yourself.”
When his words came to this, Fang Zilan had no choice but to bite the bullet and comply even though she had thousands of dissatisfactions in her heart. You know, she can't bear his guilt.
It wasn't until they entered Fengyi Palace that Fang Ziqin saw Li Qiyou, "His Royal Highness King Yucheng, this is..."
"It was getting late. I saw Miss Fang San alone outside. I was afraid that something might happen to her, so I sent her back." Li Qiyou explained gracefully, but in Fang Ziqin's eyes, it seemed to be getting darker and darker. Fortunately, She didn't pursue it further, but her eyes wandered back and forth between the two of them, which contained a profound meaning.
