Fang Xu looked at her hopeful eyes, was silent for a long time, and said calmly, "Sister Zhu Yan just wants to break up? He did such a bastard thing, do you have no hatred in your heart?"
"I hate it, how can I not hate it?" Zhu Yan gritted her teeth, a trace of anger welling up in her eyes.
"I hate that he was full of sweet words and lured me to the capital but didn't treat me at all. I hate that his passion and debauchery made me lose face. I hate that he was selfish and hypocritical in endlessly arranging things in front of my son, causing my mother and son to be separated."
"If I could... I would love to live another life and crush him to death before he has grown up..."
Zhu Yan closed her eyes in pain and whispered, "But he is now a powerful prince. I can't do anything to him, and I can't drag you into the water."
Fang Xu curled his lips, and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, "It's enough for Sister Zhu Yan to have this idea."
Zhu Yan raised her eyes in confusion and murmured, "What do you mean..."
"I've agreed to help you with this." Fang Xu glanced sideways at the jade bracelet on the table, raising the corners of his lips slightly, "I'll accept this bracelet, and I'm committed to you as my friend."
Zhu Yan was shocked for a moment, and after she recovered, her eyes widened in disbelief, "Are you really willing to help me?"
"Of course." Fang Xu wrote lightly with a smile on his lips, "I don't like him either."
Zhu Yan was overjoyed and hurriedly sat upright, unable to hide the excitement in her voice, "Then have you thought of a way?"
Fang Xu held the stove, his eyebrows lowered, and he said softly, "This matter is very simple. As long as Sister Zhu Yan is willing, it will be very easy to win."
Hearing this, Zhu Yan nodded quickly, "I am willing, I am willing to do anything!"
Fang Xu looked her up and down, with scrutiny in his eyes, and said quietly, "Come with me to go shopping, buy two clothes, add some makeup, and change your look."
Zhu Yan has a good foundation, but because of Qi Chong's request, she dare not paint her eyebrows or lips, or wear colorful clothes. Even the accessories on her head are very plain.
Zhu Yan didn't understand Fang Xu's brain circuit for a moment, and was stunned on the spot. When she came to her senses, Fang Xu had already held hands and left the Yongcheng Marquis Mansion.
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Ningshou Palace
Concubine Xiao looked at the imperial edict in front of her, her tears kept falling and fell on her knees, "I have obviously tried my best, but why is this the result..."
Yuan Mi sat next to her. Seeing her crying sadly, he comforted her softly, "Don't be upset, mother and concubine. It was my request to marry a Turk. As a princess, respected by all people, she should do something for all people." .”
"But why is it my daughter?" Mrs. Xiao burst into tears and hugged Yuan Mi's shoulders tightly, "Mi'er..."
Yuan Mi let out a long sigh, rested his head on his mother's shoulder, and said softly, "This is the responsibility of the son. Don't cry, mother and concubine. Brother Fourth Emperor is a good person. Now that he has ascended the throne, he will definitely not treat the Xiao family harshly. "
"Mi'er..." Concubine Xiao's eyes were filled with tears. She touched her little face with trembling fingertips, wishing to carve her image into her heart. "If I had known this, I might as well have been tougher and marry you to forever." Xie Li from the Chenghou Mansion, or the Shao family..."
When Yuan Mi heard this, he felt funny in his heart, "Concubine, please don't mess with the relationship. Xie Li has someone in his heart, and he can't be removed by force. Shao Yunzhi is unreliable, and it would be a waste to marry him."
Yuan Mi held her hand and persuaded with a smile, "Mother, concubine, marrying Ji Cheng is not necessarily a bad thing. That day... If it hadn't been for him, I would have died by the sword of the eldest emperor brother. "
"From this point of view, he is capable of protecting his sons and ministers. If he goes to the Turks, he may not be wronged."
Concubine Xiao couldn't answer the question for a moment, her eyes were full of grief.
"Now that the imperial edict has been issued, it's too late to say anything." Yuan Mi leaned in her arms and whispered, "A son has his own way to go, and he cannot stay under the wings of his mother and concubine all his life."
Concubine Xiao hugged her shoulders and regretted her mistake.
By the time Yuan Mi came out of Ningshou Palace, it was already afternoon.
Yuan Mi walked slowly in the palace, with no unnecessary expression on his face, no joy or sorrow.
Qiu Yu walked behind her and said cautiously, "Where are you going, princess?"
Yuan Mi paused slightly, and Ji Cheng's evil face appeared in his mind for no reason. With a thought, he turned his head and whispered, "Go and see my fiancé."
Qiu Yu was stunned and hurriedly said, "The Turks came and brought new hostages. The emperor asked Young Master Ji Cheng to move outside. Now he is no longer in the palace."
Yuan Mi disagreed and said softly, "Then let's go out of the palace and have a look."
Qiu Yu quickly stopped and whispered, "Princess, you are going to get married the day after tomorrow. You must not be with your husband for the first three days..."
"It's very noisy." Yuan Mi glanced at her, hummed, turned around and left.
"Princess!" Qiu Yu was about to cry but had no tears, so she had to lift her heels.
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Chaohuafu
Ji Cheng closed his eyes and sat on the edge of the couch, his legs casually bent.
Sitting next to him was a man with thick braids and a beard. He was wearing different clothes from Ji Cheng and was chattering to him.
Seeing Ji Cheng's lazy posture, the man frowned displeased and asked in a deep voice, "Third Prince, did you hear clearly what I just said?"
"What do you need me to know?" Ji Cheng closed his eyes, and there was no hint of emotion or anger in his tone, "It's easy to say that it's easy to investigate Dayan. Why doesn't your father come and be the hostage himself?"
"Third Prince, please be careful what you say." The man frowned and said in a bad tone, "If these words reach the Khan's ears, you will probably suffer a lot!"
"If this word spreads..." Ji Cheng opened his eyes and curled his lips slightly, "I will chop off your head, chop it into pieces and feed it to the wolves."
The man was stunned, and his complexion instantly turned livid.
Ji Cheng looked at him funny and said lightly, "Why don't you get out?"
"The Khan's order has been brought to you. Whether the third prince does it or not is your decision." The man gritted his molar teeth and whispered, "I just hope that the third prince will not forget that he is in the khan." An oath sworn in front of the Khan.”
A trace of trance flashed in Ji Cheng's eyes, and the memory suddenly drifted away.
He once knelt in the snow for two whole days without any dignity, begging the man to spare his mother for the sake of father and son.
Later, he lost his strength and passed out. His mother also died. She didn't even deserve the coffin, so she rolled it up with a straw mat and threw it outside.
When he woke up and went to look for it, he only found wreckage on the ground.
He was thrown into Dayan by his biological father before he came out of his mother's first seven years. As a hostage, he was bullied.
Thinking of the broken bones and internal organs scattered on the ground, Ji Cheng breathed a little unsteadily and stared at the man, his eyes becoming more and more terrifying.
Back then, it was he who knelt on the ground, used the head on his neck as a guarantee, and swore that he would become the sharpest knife in the Turks, so that he could avoid death and survive in the world.
Now that the memories that had been buried for many years were awakened again, the hatred in his heart became a little heavier, and his body couldn't stop trembling.
Just as his sanity was on the verge of disappearing, the servant's voice came from outside.
"Third Prince, Dayan's Ninth Princess is here."
