"Yes, yes." Shi Wu suddenly felt bitter and agreed repeatedly.

"Master." Bu Xing frowned and shouted, "What should I do if the princess knows?"

"She won't know." Feng Yuanchen said confidently, "Grandpa Emperor will naturally not tell her that Duke Yu's mansion was rejected, let alone tell the public about this unless..."

"Unless what?" Bu Xing asked anxiously, and the other four people also looked over.

Feng Yuanchen smiled.

"Unless someone has already told me!" Sheng Zhiyao pushed open the door and broke in with a "bang".

The moment he saw Sheng Zhiyao, Feng Yuanchen smiled stagnant.

"You, why are you here?" he said in surprise.

"What's so strange about me?" Sheng Zhiyao said, looking angry.

Feng Yuanchen's expression was subtle.

"You, are you eavesdropping?" he asked.

Sheng Zhiyao snorted: "Do you still need to eavesdrop?"

These words were really domineering. Feng Yuanchen couldn't help but smile, but he still looked tense.

"Have you eaten? Do you want to sit down and eat together?"

"Yes, yes, yes, the princess sit down and eat together. I'll go to the kitchen to add a few more dishes." Bu Xing said immediately.

Sheng Zhiyao ignored him and stared at Feng Yuanchen.

Bu Xing immediately gave the others a wink, and everyone quickly got up and walked out.

"Stop, all five of you go to the kitchen, are you going to blow it up there?" Feng Yuanchen shouted, looking at Sheng Zhiyao.

In fact, he refused in his heart. He needed to find a few people to take care of him. At the critical moment, his five secret guards were suppressed by the girl in front of him before he could take action. It was depressed to think about it...

"Forget it, forget it, you go and call the plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemums over and let them prepare the meal." Feng Yuanchen changed his words and said, "Sit down and eat."

After saying that, he turned around and packed the dishes.

Sheng Zhiyao stood still and did not move.

Feng Yuanchen pushed the food over.

"Sit down." He greeted.

Sheng Zhiyao still didn't move.

"Sit down." Feng Yuanchen frowned, "Aren't you hungry? What's the matter? Only when you're full can you get the strength, right?"

Sheng Zhiyao hummed, finally walked over and sat down on the chair.

Feng Yuanchen breathed a sigh of relief and handed her the chopsticks. At this time, Mei'er also came to bring tea.

Sheng Zhiyao picked up the teacup and took a sip, then put it down.

"What do you think? If Yu Manrou agrees to be a concubine, you will marry me?" She looked at Feng Yuanchen with a questioning tone.

Feng Yuanchen raised his eyes and looked at her.

"Impossible! I promised you that I would only marry you, so I would naturally not go back on my word." He said seriously.

His expression was solemn and serious, not like a fake, but Sheng Zhiyao's expression was still very annoyed.

"What about the Yu family? What kind of family is the Yu family? Are you a fool?" she said.

Feng Yuanchen pursed his lips and shook his head.

"I have a sense of my own in this matter," he said vaguely.

"What's the right way? If Grandpa issued an order, can you resist the order or not?"

"Yes! At worst, I won't be this prince and live a rural life with you." Feng Yuanchen laughed.

Sheng Zhiyao stared at him.

"You are crazy! You are King Chen, you have heavy troops in your hands. If you don't obey the order, how can those people in the court spare you?" she shouted.

Feng Yuanchen looked relaxed.

"There are tall men who hold on to the sky when it falls," he said. "There are always people who can block the wind and rain."

"You mean Grandpa Emperor?" Sheng Zhiyao asked.

Feng Yuanchen nodded.

"So, it's enough for us to live a good life, who else is willing to take care of us?" he said with a smile.

Sheng Zhiyao sneered.

"It's true that he is worthy of being His Highness Chen, and you dare to say this!" she said sarcastically.

Feng Yuanchen smiled and raised his glass to her.

"No drinking."

Sheng Zhiyao said bluntly, "I want to talk to you about serious things."

"Serious things?" Feng Yuanchen asked with a smile, "What about?"

"Of course it's Yu Manrou's problem." Sheng Zhiyao raised her finger and knocked on the table.

Feng Yuanchen was stunned. Didn’t he say it just now? Why are you still asking?

"I guess she won't give up. Of course, with her spirit, she will definitely not agree to be a concubine, so be careful that she will cheat you." Sheng Zhiyao said.

To make a fraud?

"So what? How can she cheat me?" Feng Yuanchen raised his eyebrows and said.

"For example..." Sheng Zhiyao suddenly smiled and extended her tone.

"For example, how about it?" Feng Yuanchen asked curiously.

"For example, she would want to use the beauty trick." Sheng Zhiyao said simply.

Puff.

There was a laugh outside the house.

Feng Yuanchen couldn't help laughing, but the smile on his face dissipated.

"Zhiyao, don't worry, I probably don't like her appearance." He said, "and I hate it very much."

After saying that, he picked up the teacup and looked at Sheng Zhiyao with his eyes shining brightly.

"Zhiyao, why don't we get married sooner?" he said with a smile, "Stop others from eyeing me."

Sheng Zhiyao looked at him.

"Then the relationship is good. Come here to be a child bride for you at such a young age? Why don't you come here to be a child bride for me?" she said with a little mocking.

Feng Yuanchen was stunned and laughed immediately.

"Yes! I don't mind."

"Stop making trouble." Sheng Zhiyao glanced at him, "We don't have to worry about it."

"Why are you not in a hurry? Do you feel no sense of crisis when you see Yu Manrou marrying me now?"

"No."

"Then why did you come to me so quickly?"

"It's because Grandma Huang posted a post three days after she held a poetry conference in the palace Royal Garden. I'm going to ask if you want to go together, but I heard what you talked about at the door."

Sheng Zhiyao said slowly, reaching out to pick up the chopsticks, picking up some vegetables and eating them.

I originally thought it was quite fragrant, but after taking a bite, the taste was much worse. I couldn't help but spit out and throw away the chopsticks.

"If it's not delicious, don't eat it." Feng Yuanchen said, looking at Mei'er, "You'd better do it? Bu Xing and the others can only cook raw and mature."

Mei'er responded and took the dishes with her back. Feng Yuanchen continued to eat the dishes without any influence. Sheng Zhiyao was too lazy to argue with him when she saw this.

"I know what you are worried about." Feng Yuanchen said, "Are you afraid I will be subjected to Yu Manrou's design."

Sheng Zhiyao was silent for a moment, but she picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into her mouth to bite it and chew it and swallow it.

"You have to know that what you can't get is always in agitation, especially those who are arrogant like her." She said, "So, you can do it yourself! If you want to marry, just tell me.

"

Feng Yuanchen stopped the chopsticks and looked at her with a serious expression.

"Zhiyao." He whispered, "I will handle it at one point. I will go with you in the poetry meeting, and call my three brothers by the way."
Chapter completed!