C118 Emperors Wedding (1/2)

”Your Highness is overthinking it.”

”Alright, this king promises you that when Yi Shuihan is slain, I will find a way to use a prisoner to exchange for him.”

Although he did not want to agree, he could not reject Feng Qingying's request.

Feng Qingying turned around and smiled at Xiao Feimo, ”Thank you, Your Highness.”

Feng Qingying's smile softened Xiao Feimo's heart, ”Qingqing, have you forgotten what you're supposed to do in this period of time?”

”What!”

”We had already agreed that we would have dinner with this king every night.”

”Tonight, I will accompany Your Highness for a meal.”

Because she was not in a good mood during this period of time, she did not accompany Xiao Feimo for a meal.

”Not tonight. Every night.”

Just now, she had asked Xiao Feimo for help, but Feng Qingying did not refute her.

”In the future, just call me Xiao!”

This time Feng Qingying shook his head, ”Calling him Prince Xiao is a great disrespect. Previously, I was ignorant of the rules, so I hope that Prince will forgive me.

Xiao Feimo knew that not wanting to call Xiao meant that the two of them were far from each other. It was not easy for him to force her to take that step, and now, she had stepped back again.

What could she do to dispel the resentment in her heart?

The prince was troubled by this question.

”When have you ever spoken about rules in front of This King? Lightly, you're the wangfei. You don't need to have rules to begin with.”

Xiao Feimo was still holding onto Feng Qingying's wrist, her rough skin was rubbing against Feng Qingying's exquisite skin, she shook her hand, ”Your Highness, let go first.”

Xiao Feimo thought that he had hurt Feng Qingying, and immediately let go of his hands, ”In return, draw a picture of me.”

”Ah …” Feng Qingying thought she had misheard. There was clearly a special painter, but she was actually asked to draw. Her level of skill was not even close to that of a painter.

”You need This King to repeat it again?”

”No, thanks.”

Feng Qingying agreed.

Seeing Feng Qingying's current unfamiliarity towards him, Xiao Feimo felt an indescribable loneliness. He could only use his time to slowly dissolve everything.

With Xiao Feimo's promise, Feng Qingying secretly went to find Xin Yi, and informed him of this matter.

During the execution, Xiao Feimo replaced Yi Shuihan with a dead prisoner and had Yi Shuihan secretly sent out of the city. From then on, Yi Shuihan was already a dead man in the eyes of the people.

Seeing Xiao Feimo do all these, Feng Qingying finally understood that it wasn't that he couldn't save Yi Shuihan, it was that he didn't want to save her before.

The day of the emperor's grand wedding quickly arrived. The entire capital was bustling with noise and excitement as the long procession for the wedding stretched from the street to the end of the street. Feng Qingyun climbed onto the bridal sedan amidst the crowd of people.

Compared to the excitement and excitement of the people around her, her heart was as still as water at this moment. She knew that from this moment onwards, her fate was already sealed.

With the emperor's grand wedding, the officials were invited to attend the banquet. The carriage blocked the entrance so that not even a drop of water could leak out. Everyone had no choice but to enter the palace on foot.

Feng Qingying was naturally going to enter the palace to attend the banquet with Xiao Feimo. Because it was a wedding banquet, Feng Qingying meticulously dressed up, and wore a peach coloured dress.

When she thought about how her brother-in-law was a 16 year old brat, she couldn't help but worry for Feng Qingyun.