In her sleep, Yu Qianqian vaguely heard several unfamiliar voices approaching her ears: "Master, Yao'er is our precious daughter. How can you bear to let Feng Jin, that jinx, come back and steal Yao'er's position as imperial concubine?"
Qiao Manxi was once an actress in the capital. With her beautiful face when she was young, she married Feng Qingyun as a concubine. Now she exudes an air of nobility from head to toe.
But Feng Yao always felt that she was unlucky. She was better than Feng Jin in every way, but just because she was born out of wedlock, Feng Jin was going to take away the imperial concubine position that she had longed for. It was all because of her older sister that she had to suffer all of this.
A gust of cold wind blew through the cracks in the doors and windows, immediately creating a symphony. Feng Qingyun's sighs were gradually drowned out by the sound of the wind. He hesitated for a long time, but in the end, he didn't say a word.
Even though Feng Jin's silly daughter is useless, she is still the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's family. If Feng Yao were to marry the Emperor, the Prime Minister's family would definitely face criticism. Moreover, the die is cast, and he himself has no need to risk his life to change the Emperor's will.
Seeing Feng Qingyun's hesitant expression, Feng Yao's face was filled with resentment. She quickly thought to herself: since she couldn't enter the palace, that idiot Feng Yao shouldn't expect to get her way either.
"Father, I don't care! I, Feng Yao, will not marry anyone but the Emperor in this life! If you can't bear to see your daughter grow old alone, then please make the decision for me and let my sister marry in my place!" Feng Yao cried and made a scene, as if she wanted to force Feng Qingyun to agree before she would stop.
She also knew that Feng Qingyun was most susceptible to her persistent pursuit. From a young age, he had never failed to get what he wanted. From her earliest memories, she, Feng Yao, was the pride of the Prime Minister's mansion. Even if it were the stars in the sky, Feng Qingyun would pluck them down for her.
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