"I told you to leave! Didn't you hear me? Get out, all of you get out." Concubine Feng suddenly roared like crazy, and the slaves beside her were so scared that they quickly bowed and retreated.
Feng Beijian opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, he just closed his mouth helplessly and walked out of Chongyang Palace.
Outside the palace, Feng Beijian looked up at the sunny and cloudless blue sky, but his heart was in turmoil. Seeing Concubine Feng's crazy look for love, he seemed to see himself. Concubine Feng could not get Long Xunyi's love, and he could not get An Tingyu's love. In this respect, the two brothers and sisters were really similar!
But at least she is Long Xunyi's concubine, so she still has a chance, but what about him?
Where is his chance?
They are getting married tomorrow. How can he keep this love that ended before it blossomed?
In Chongyang Palace, Concubine Feng burst into tears. Meng'er walked to her side distressed and said helplessly: "Your Majesty, if you really want to keep the Emperor, there is only one thing you can do now."
Concubine Feng asked in a hoarse voice, "What's the matter?"
"Miss An cannot be allowed to get married."
"Why?" Concubine Feng forgot to cry because Meng'er's words made her extremely confused.
"First, it's for the sake of the Crown Prince, and second, it's for your own sake. Think about it! After what happened today, the Emperor will definitely not come to Chongyang Palace again. But what if you show that you are willing to accept Miss An?"
At this point, Meng'er paused and continued, "The Emperor prioritizes Miss An. If she gets married, will the Emperor feel good about it? So you must seize this opportunity. You must make the Emperor feel that you are virtuous and tolerant. If so, you may still have a chance."
"But what if this backfires and the Emperor really ends up with An Tingyu? Wouldn't that be more trouble than it's worth?"
Although Concubine Feng was somewhat moved by Meng'er's words, she was also worried. After all, Long Xunyi had already said that he put An Tingyu first, which showed that Long Xunyi really had An Tingyu in his heart. As for why Long Xunyi did not take any action, although she did not know why, maybe it was a matter of face. After all, Long Xunyi was the king of a country, and although An Tingyu had a noble status, her reputation was not very good. It was understandable that Long Xunyi had some concerns.
So what if her matchmaking really allows Long Xunyi to bring An Tingyu into the harem?
Wouldn't she lose both her husband and her army?
No matter how you think about it, it's not worth it.
"Your Majesty, after you have passed this hurdle, it will not be too late to make plans about Miss An's future. The most important thing for you now is to win back the emperor's heart, otherwise everything you say will be false." Meng'er persuaded.
Hearing this, Concubine Feng's originally hesitant look became extremely firm, "Okay, if this is my only chance, I will endure it."
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The sound of festive firecrackers rang out throughout the streets and alleys. As a result, all the people in Tianmen knew that today was the wedding day of An Tingyu and Jing Aotian.
Looking at the wedding procession passing through the street and the vast and majestic formation, the people on the street were talking about it.
"They are finally getting married. I thought they would live like this for the rest of their lives, but who knew that after all these twists and turns, they would actually get married."
"That's right. I've heard before that the young master is Prince Jing's child. It seems to be true."
"Exactly. If it wasn't true, how could Prince Jing not care at all? Maybe he never got married in order to conceal his identity or something."
"I've said before that Miss An must have gotten the consent of Old Master An and the others to have a child out of wedlock. Otherwise, how could Old Master An remain silent? The young master was also born in Prince Jing's mansion!"
"So these two have been a couple for a long time."
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Sitting in the wedding sedan, An Tingyu listened to the noises coming from the street, and she curled her lips in self-mockery. There were so many rumors about her, big and small, no matter they were good or bad, as long as they were related to her, these people never stopped talking. Even things that she herself couldn't figure out, they "figured out".
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There was a sudden sound outside the sedan, as if something heavy had fallen.
"Xing'er, what's going on outside?" An Tingyu asked Xing'er outside the sedan window in a low voice.
Xing'er opened the window a little and said, "Miss, there's someone's funeral going on up ahead. The rope carrying the coffin has broken, and it's blocking the road!"
Hearing this, An Tingyu frowned slightly and said lightly: "It's not a good omen for red and white events to collide with each other!"
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