Chapter 308 The Princess Wants to Show Off Herself 4

Du Yao's expression was weird for a moment.

Lu Feiyu immediately narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Speak!"

"Yes!" Du Yao lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said, "When I just came back with the medicine, I happened to see Danzhu getting some snacks. Someone asked her about her choice of husband today. I overheard from outside the window, and Danzhu said in person that Your Highness had chosen the Second Son of the Xie Family."

"What did you say?!"

Lu Feiyu's eyes widened in disbelief, "Xie Erlang?"

How could it be him?

Didn’t Xie Wuyou marry Mingjin in her previous life?

Why would Mingnan choose him?

How can I choose him?

Obviously, she didn’t choose anyone in her previous life…

Lu Feiyu's mind was in a mess. All kinds of thoughts and emotions flooded into his mind, making his vision go dark.

Du Yao saw that his breathing was getting faster and faster, and called out in panic, "Master!"

The next moment, Lu Feiyu closed his eyes and fell straight down.

Du Yao quickly reached out and grabbed it, preventing him from hitting the bed directly.

He laid the man down and called Lu Feiyu several times but there was no response. He hurried out and asked the servant to find a doctor.

He stood in the porch, hesitated for a while, then turned and went to the front yard.

…

The summer heat was unbearable and one would break out in sweat after walking outside for a while. Mingnan took off his outer clothes as soon as he entered the house. He leaned on the couch wearing only a thin light blue sleeveless jacket and fanned himself with a round fan.

There was a large ice basin in the middle of the room, emitting a faint cool breeze. The sweat on Mingnan's body disappeared and he closed his eyes comfortably.

Danzhu was fiddling with the freshly picked lotus flowers, carefully inserting them into the celadon vase one by one.

In the silence, Bi Qing hurried in, holding up the hem of her skirt, and walked to the bed and whispered, "Your Highness, Du Yao wants to see you, saying that your husband has fainted again."

Mingnan didn't even close his eyes, he covered his face with his fan, turned over and said, "Why are you looking for a doctor when you faint? Why are you looking for me? I can't treat illnesses."

Danzhu turned around and smiled when he heard this, "Your Highness, what if it's a heart disease?"

"It's fine once it's dug up." Mingnan yawned and said, "Let him go back."

"yes."

Biqing went out and told Du Yao about it. Du Yao couldn't believe Mingnan was so heartless and couldn't help asking again: "Did His Highness really say that?"

Bi Qing sighed: "Why would I lie to you? You should go back and find a doctor to take good care of your sidekick. It's the right thing to do to get well."

After saying this, she turned around, leaving Du Yao kneeling on the hot tiles in a daze.

…

When Du Yao returned, Lu Feiyu had already woken up and was lying on the bed staring at the bed curtains. Suddenly, a figure walked into his sight. He immediately sat up and looked back, but did not see the familiar figure.

The eyes that had just lit up dimmed in an instant.

Du Yao grew up with him since childhood, and seeing him like this, he felt even more uncomfortable.

"master……"

"That's enough."

Lu Feiyu raised his hand to interrupt him, took a deep breath, and calmed down a lot. "Have someone serve the food. I'm hungry."

Du Yao was stunned. "Master, don't you have no appetite?"

Lu Feiyu smiled bitterly, "What if I don't have it? If I don't eat, I will recover more slowly. I will be sick and my face will be damaged. When my husband comes home one day, how can His Highness look at me straight in the eye?"

Du Yao's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he couldn't help but complain, "How can Your Highness be so heartless? He tried so hard to coax the master before, but now he turns hostile and doesn't even want to see me."

Lu Feiyu hesitated to speak, and finally just shook his head and said softly: "Don't say such things in the future, be careful of being overheard."

"Yes, I will ask someone to serve the food."

Although Mingnan didn't see him, he didn't treat him badly with the food. Exquisite dishes were placed on the table. Du Yao helped Lu Feiyu to get up and sit down at the table. Lu Feiyu took a look and although he had no appetite, he still took two bites of each dish.

Finally, he rinsed his mouth, wiped his lips with a handkerchief, and ordered, "Go and give Xie Erlang an invitation. I want to have a chat with him."

…

Mingnan didn't know that Lu Feiyu would go directly to Xie Wuyu.

When she woke up, the sun was setting in the west, the ice in the basin was almost melted, and the wind made the curtains dance lightly, with a faint fragrance wafting in the air.

I'm just really hungry.

"Danzhu——"

"The servant is here."

Danzhu came in from outside and asked softly, "Are you hungry, Your Highness?"

Mingnan nodded, "Ask someone to serve the meal. By the way, is there anyone from the palace?"

Danzhu shook his head: "No."

Mingnan waved his hand to let her go, but he was a little confused. She had already chosen the person, so why was there no movement in the palace?

Could it be that the Queen Mother disagrees?

It shouldn't be like this.

She touched her chin, feeling a little worried.

205: [Is it possible that the other person’s family doesn’t agree? Or that the other person doesn’t think highly of you?]

Mingnan: […Not really?]

Mingnan: [Am I that bad? ]

205: [Have you forgotten that the original owner was a playboy and a lecherous person to others, hehe~]

Mingnan was silent.

The original owner was a very sentimental person. She had no interest in the throne at first, and she knew what Fengjun and the imperial sister were afraid of, so even though she was very talented, she always pretended to be a playboy and dissolute person to the outside world.

In addition, she accepted all the people from Fengjunsai, so to outsiders who didn't know the inside story, she had no ambition, no desire to make progress, was lustful and playful, and was not a good person.

Mingnan pinched his eyebrows.

Okay.

The Xie family was already in a superior position, and the legitimate sons all married royal nobles, so it was normal that they looked down on her.

But there was no way she wouldn't marry this man.

I have to find an opportunity to have a good chat with Xie Wuyou.

That night, she personally wrote an invitation and asked Biqing to deliver it to the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion and give it to Xie Wuyu.

…

Xie Wu Yu looked at the two invitations placed side by side on his desk and sneered.

Guan Qi, who was serving tea, asked in a low voice, "Sir, what's wrong?"

Xie Wuyu picked up an invitation and showed it to him: "We are indeed a family. Even the place of appointment is the same."

Guan Qi looked at the name and said in confusion, "It's fine if the Third Princess invites you, but what does this Lu Cefu mean? Is he trying to show off his power?"

Xie Wuyu put down Lu Feiyu's invitation and leaned back in his chair, thinking. After a moment, he looked at Mingnan's invitation again and said with narrowed eyes, "This person is not that good, but his handwriting is beautiful."

"Forget it. I have nothing to do anyway. I want to see what they are up to."

Guan Qi was surprised, "Sir, are you really going?"

"If I don't go, won't it make me look scared?" Xie Wu Yu waved his hand, "Write them a reply and tell them that I will definitely be there on time, but the time and place are up to me."

"yes."

After Guanqi left, Xie Wuyu sat quietly for a while and picked up Mingnan's invitation again.

It is said that one can tell a lot about a person by his handwriting. Can Mingnan, who looks all show but little substance, really write such elegant words, or does he ask someone else to write for him?

Remembering the sound he heard in the palace, he unconsciously stroked the paper, and suddenly, he smelled a sweet scent of pear.

He sniffed around but couldn't find the source, so his eyes fell on the invitation.

He picked it up and put it under his nose. The smell was indeed stronger.

"Heh - you have quite a few little ideas."

Xie Wu Yu originally wanted to throw the invitation away, but the scent of the pear was so pleasant that after thinking it over, he sniffed it twice more before putting it in the drawer.

Forget it. It’s not too late to throw it away after the smell has dissipated.