After calming the emotions of several women, Ying Feiyu took two guards and drove out of the palace immediately.
The first stop is Meng Yi’s house!
When the servants in the mansion reported it to Meng Yi, Meng Yi was very surprised and seemed not to believe it.
He walked slowly into the yard and glanced at the gate suspiciously. After spotting Ying Feiyu's car, he hurriedly ran out to pick it up!
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I really didn't expect that Your Majesty would arrive suddenly. I missed your welcome from afar. Your Majesty, please forgive me...!"
Meng Yi bowed with a smile on his face.
There was no morning service today. Just now he was sitting leisurely in the main hall with his legs crossed, sipping tea.
Who would have thought that His Majesty would suddenly arrive?
Since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has only been to his residence a few times.
Not to mention in his house, even if they put a few old guys together, they can be counted in two slaps!
"It doesn't matter...!"
Ying Feiyu smiled lightly and waved his hand.
"Your Majesty, please come in quickly!"
Meng Yi felt flattered and quickly led Ying Feiyu inside.
"Serve tea, serve tea, serve tea to His Majesty quickly!"
The sleeves and robes are constantly waving, beckoning the servants to serve tea.
"Shang Shu Meng, you're welcome!"
Ying Feiyu smiled.
"No, no, no! Your Majesty's presence is already a blessing. We must not lose any more etiquette!"
Meng Yi felt very sorry for not being able to go out to greet him as soon as possible. How could he not even offer him a cup of tea?
"Ha ha……!"
Ying Feiyu didn't care about these etiquette at all and laughed heartily.
"I don't know...what is the purpose of Your Majesty coming here today?"
Meng Yi was a little overwhelmed by Ying Feiyu's sudden visit and asked tentatively.
This kid is usually so busy that even going out of the palace is a luxury, let alone coming to his mansion.
If you say it's just a small talk, he won't believe it even to death!
"Can't I just come to you and chat with you?"
"Pfft...ahem..."
Just as Meng Yi was thinking about this, he felt that it was absolutely impossible. Ying Feiyu squinted his eyes and asked. He was so frightened that he spit out the tea he just drank.
"Hey? Meng Shangshu, what is this?"
"No...no...ahem...it's okay!"
Meng Yi quickly waved his hands, coughed, and ran out the door.
"Cough cough cough..."
Immediately afterwards, Ying Feiyu heard a violent cough.
After a while, Meng Yi turned back with a red face!
His Majesty's words almost choked him to death! It’s really killing me!
"The Meng Shang Shu family is quite classy!"
After Meng Yi went out, Ying Feiyu started wandering around the hall with his hands behind his back.
The mahogany carved tables, chairs and benches are neatly arranged.
The walls are covered with famous people's calligraphy and paintings.
High-quality blue and white porcelain is also placed in an orderly manner on the ancient shelves!
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is so complimentary, ahem...!"
Although I have tried my best to adjust my condition, the choking was really serious just now, and my throat is still very uncomfortable now.
"Sir Meng, would you like to drink some tea first to moisten your throat before we talk?"
Ying Feiyu kindly reminded him, and took out a small blue and white porcelain bowl and started playing with it in his hands.
The firing process of blue and white porcelain is very complicated, and the patterns on it were painted by the best painters in Da Qin.
Because it cannot be mass-produced, the price remains high. Ordinary people regard it as a work of art to collect and give away as gifts. Only those in the palace are willing to use it as tableware!
"well!"
Meng Yi coughed for a long time. At this time, he felt a burning pain. He drank some tea to moisten it.
So I quickly went to the table, picked up the tea cup, and started drinking!
The warm tea slid down the throat, and the burning feeling immediately dissipated a lot!
"Actually, I have nothing to do when I come here! I just plan to marry Meng Yun and Meng Yu!"
Ying Feiyu said lightly while playing with the exquisite porcelain bowl.
But Meng Yi was not so calm. His eyes widened and he didn't say anything. He couldn't swallow a sip of tea and coughed violently, "Cough...cough..."
"Bangdang..."
The tea cups were thrown onto the table, and one of them fell over without being placed firmly, spilling all over the table.
How could Meng Yi care about this? He rushed out and started coughing.
This time, it was far more intense than the last time!
"As for it?"
Ying Feiyu frowned, feeling very puzzled.
His identity is the emperor, and it is a good thing that the emperor can marry him. Why does this old guy seem to be frightened?
After a long while, after he carefully looked at all the treasures on the ancient shelf, Meng Yi returned.
An old face that was not very fair in the first place was as suffocated as a purple eggplant!
Meng Yi now understood what this kid was doing.
You want his life!
She was trying to force him to drink water by talking, sincerely trying to choke him to death!
"Meng Shangshu, are you okay?"
Seeing that the old guy's expression was not good, Ying Feiyu turned his head slightly and asked suspiciously.
"it's okay no problem……!"
"Would you like some more tea?"
Meng Yi's teacup was knocked over, and a servant immediately wiped the tea away and replaced it with a new one.
Ying Feiyu asked, pointing to the tea cup on his side.
"No, no, no! No need!"
Hearing this, Meng Yi's expression became even worse. He waved his hands repeatedly and took a few steps back.
This was hot tea that had just been served. If this kid said anything while he was drinking tea, he would choke to death even if he didn't burn himself to death!
For the sake of your own life, forget it!
"Okay! Since Meng Shangshu thinks it's okay, then I will continue...!"
With a smile on his face, Ying Feiyu returned to his seat with his hands behind his back, "As I just said, I am here to say goodbye to Meng Yun and Meng Yu today!"
"Say marriage?"
"That's right! I wonder if the two brothers are engaged?"
Before mentioning who the kiss partner was, Ying Feiyu had better ask first.
If the two of them have already made an engagement, then he doesn’t have to say the rest!
"not yet!"
Meng Yi's voice was uncomfortable, and his speech was hoarse, and he tried to speak as little as possible.
"That's good, haha!"
Since the two of them have no engagement, this matter will be easier to handle.
"I came here today to say goodbye to the royal sister and your two brothers, Meng Yun and Meng Yu!"
Ying Feiyu didn't mince words and spoke straightforwardly.
"Princess……?"
Meng Yi said hoarsely: "Aren't the princesses holding a blind date meeting today?"
All the ministers in the DPRK and the Central Government knew about this matter.
In this era, a blind date conference is the first of its kind, and no one will find it embarrassing!
On the contrary, the princess's blind date gave common women a good start in their freedom of marriage!
Even princesses come forward to choose the man of their choice. Why do folk women need the orders of their parents and the words of matchmakers?
"That's right! The blind date conference has been held, but except for Wang Li, Xiao He, Zhang Liang, Peng Yue and Yingbu, several others had no luck with the three imperial sisters and failed!"
"Father, please leave this matter to me! After discussing it with Wan'er and the others, I decided to come and see if Meng Yun and Meng Yu are married!"
"I heard Meng Shangshu say before that he seemed to want to marry them...!"
Ying Feiyu explained the outline and purpose of the matter clearly and clearly in one breath.
