readsfreenovel Chapter 167 - He can also give advice
Chapter 167 - He can also give advice
The corner of Shen Junyang's eyes twitched. Is there something wrong with this palace maid's brain? Why does the position of the chief steward of night fragrance sound higher than his status as the king's uncle when she said it?
Feng Muyan almost stumbled and fell, and couldn't help but feel angry and amused in his heart. This was too different from what they had agreed on before. This girl really dared to play. As long as she was happy, he would accompany her to the end. He happily opened his arms and shouted, "Sister Yexiang, Amu can't live without you!"
Gu Qinghong watched all this with cold eyes, watching the people being played around by Feng Muyan, and she couldn't help but feel desolate in her heart. It wasn't that she was too weak or stupid, but she thought too simply of Feng Muyan. How could the prince who was so powerful on the battlefield be a weak and vulnerable person who couldn't stand the treacherous court? It turned out that he was not only good at the battlefield, but also could rule the country above thousands of people. But she was destined to be unable to compare with him.
"Well... since the ninth brother already has someone in his heart, I cannot do anything to ruin his marriage. Princess Chaoning can choose another one from the young talents in Nanyue. I will give you a grand wedding gift as compensation." Shen Junyang laughed loudly. Feng Moyu, did you see that? Your most proud son is now like this. It is a blessing to marry him to that devilish woman. Don't be too moved.
"Then I'll have to trouble Lord Shen. Please arrange a new residence for Chao Ning in the palace. If Chao Ning fails to find a suitable husband within a month, she will set off back to Dongchu." Gu Qinghong said lightly.
"I agree!"
The wedding ceremony, which had been a foregone conclusion, suddenly had a sudden reversal and the bride was directly replaced, catching everyone off guard.
After the wedding ceremony, the Ninth Prince cried and asked to go out of the palace to play. After discussing for a while, Shen Junyang and Feng Jinhuan agreed.
As night fell, the streets of Nanyue Kyoto were bustling, but much worse than eight years ago. Many shops had closed down and moved elsewhere, giving people a sense of desolation everywhere, as if nothing and people had changed.
"Li'er, do you know that you scared me too?" Feng Muyan tapped Mu Ziyan's forehead with amusement.
"Your Highness, do you think my behavior hurts you?" Mu Ziyan pretended to smile coquettishly, then slowly pulled up her sleeves to cover half of her face, her beautiful almond eyes full of smiles.
"You girl, you are treating those old guys in the court like monkeys, are you having fun?" Although Mu Ziyan's appearance could no longer be described as ugly at this moment, seeing those eyes that remained the same softened Feng Muyan's heart again, and he could not help but reach out and gently rub the top of her head.
"Li'er, what are you looking at?" Feng Muyan tapped Mu Ziyan's forehead again. This girl could be distracted while talking to him. She really needed to be taught a lesson.
Mu Ziyan stuck out her tongue mischievously, took his hand and gently leaned it on his shoulder, then slowly lowered her eyes and said nothing. If she had seen it right, that person should be Hua Xiaoan. Shouldn't he have gone to Chunan Kingdom to do business? Why did he appear in Nanyue? He really didn't tell her much truth.
"Sir, your wife is so... so beautiful, would you like to pick out a jade hairpin for her?" the stall owner not far from the two of them shouted.
Mu Ziyan's mouth froze and she suddenly opened her eyes. "Boss, are you blind or is my makeup technique not good? What you said is so against your will!"
But this sentence pleased Feng Muyan. Yes, Li'er was his wife, so he lowered his head slightly and asked, "Li'er, it's still early, why don't we go over and take a look, maybe there's a hairpin you like."
Mu Ziyan has always liked to let her hair down or tie it into a low ponytail with a ribbon. In ancient times, the weight of a woman's hair tied up would be life-threatening, so she was unwilling to tie her hair up. However, seeing Feng Muyan's eager gaze, she had to nod in agreement.
The two walked to the stall hand in hand. Mu Ziyan just stood quietly beside Feng Muyan without saying a word, smiling faintly as he watched him carefully choose. Listening to the stall owner chattering on and on about himself, Mu Ziyan felt warm in his heart. It would be a blessing if he could live an ordinary life like this for the rest of his life.