Dressed in ancient times to be a master of women's clothing

Although the elders of the two parties tacitly wanted to match them up for marriage this time, Lin Zhanfeng's look of wanting to put his eyes on his body was too embarrassing for their family.

"Looking at my family's Zhanfeng, I like to see beauties. People are dumbfounded when they see the princess's celestial appearance."

King Fusui had a certain chance of winning, so he winked at Song Yu, meaning to ask him to react a little bit.

Song Yu also smiled slightly at Lin Zhanfeng, with deep meaning in his eyes, meaning to tell him not to reveal to the elders what they had known for a long time.

Lin Zhanfeng regained his composure, and greeted him politely, as if they had a crush on each other when they met for the first time, Song Yu also responded with a ladylike and reserved look, but did not show any particular interest in him After all, he was just ordered to complete the task, and he didn't really come here to marry Lin Zhanfeng.

Uncle Lin was originally worried that Lin Zhanfeng would be disrespectful to her or act foolishly, but seeing him being so earnest, Song Yu became more and more satisfied.

He took the initiative to get up to make room for the two of them: "Since the two of you are so fond of each other, then we old men will not get involved. Let's go, Brother Yin, let's go drink."

After all the other people left, only the two of them were left alone, Song Yu also breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at him, "You really did a good job in this play."

"This is not a play, this is an expression of true feelings." Lin Zhanfeng poured him tea and water attentively, "I've heard about the eldest prince, King Fusui seems to be re-selecting a husband for you, and my uncle also arranged for us this means."

Although he didn't say it clearly, the implication was too obvious.

In Lin Zhanfeng's heart, the enthusiasm that he would not give up if he couldn't get someone had indeed cooled down a bit. During those days when he couldn't see him every day, Lin Zhanfeng had already gritted his teeth and told himself to forget him, but when he saw Song Yu, his heart was still beating wildly, and he forgot to restrain himself. This sudden opportunity was like a surprise and rekindled his fighting spirit.

"I also know what he means, so I want to ask you to do me this favor and reject this engagement."

Song Yu's words seemed like a basin of cold water had extinguished the faint spark that had just been born in Lin Zhanfeng's heart, but he still pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly, as if he was bargaining with a smile on his face.

"Don't worry, why don't you just follow your father's wishes and marry me, I will give you everything, and the Lin family will give you whatever your father wants."

Lin Zhanfeng has already put on an attitude of being responsive and willing to do everything for him. I believe that no matter who is touched, it is a pity that from Song Yu's standpoint, he hates the conclusion of this kind of emotional relationship with the purpose of profit, and he And he didn't want to follow King Fusui's wishes at all.

If King Fusui didn't intervene, and the two developed feelings under the condition of letting nature take its course, Song Yu might still be slowly forced to be with him.

After all, Lin Zhanfeng has a cheerful and persistent personality, and his sincerity towards him once moved him, but once the relationship between the two became one of King Fusui's plots, it developed an attribute that made Song Yu disgusted.

"Don't be like this, what is King Fusui here for? You know very well, how can you be so arrogant for your own feelings. Or, do you think this is a deal, and you can use your Lin family's money to pay for it?" Can you replace me?"

Lin Zhanfeng shook his head naturally, "That's not what I mean, but I just like you. I finally waited for a chance to marry you. How could I give up casually."

He spoke sincerely, and Song Yu helplessly raised his forehead: "Even if you want to marry, it depends on whether I want to marry or not. Forced melons are not sweet. If you really let King Fusui force me to marry you, I will run away , or hate you for cooking dark dishes for you every day for the rest of your life, making you regret marrying me."

Lin Zhanfeng pouted unwillingly, and sighed, "Then when will you be willing to marry?"

"It depends on fate." Song Yu replied ambiguously, and finally delayed Lin Zhanfeng temporarily, so that King Fusui's plan would not succeed all at once.

If Yin Fan's disappearance gave Lin Zhanfeng a chance to rekindle hope, then for Yin Huaiyu, it removed the biggest obstacle on his way to get his beloved.Recently, the emperor's father had been angered by Yin Fan's matter once, and Yin Huaiyu wisely did not make trouble at this juncture, but put the target of lobbying on the empress.

Not only that, Yin Fan's hatred for him that day was also one of the reasons for his doubts.

When he wrote the letter, he did not mention Yin Fan's motive for harming him, but only described himself as the third party who destroyed Yin Fan's killing of Princess Pingle, so Yin Fan would kill him.

But even though he deliberately covered up this matter, it didn't mean he would be willing to be kept in the dark. He intuitively felt that his mother had something to hide, and this matter not only hurt him, but also the deceased Zhenfei and Yin Fan. mother and child.

Seeing a lively son again, the queen seemed very excited, beckoning him again and again, and let him sit beside her affectionately. Fan the fragrant wind around.

In order to fulfill his filial piety, Yin Huaiyu exchanged a few words with her, cared about her body, saw that she was in good condition, and then said after deliberation: "Queen Mother, Emperor Father left Song Yuyun's marriage to you to make up your mind."

"What? What's your idea?" The queen nodded his forehead and frowned slightly. Yin Huaiyu didn't hide her purpose from her mother: "I hope you can make the decision and marry Song Yuyun to me. "

The queen also guessed what he wanted, "It's only been a month since this happened, Yin Fan's whereabouts are unknown, besides, your father has already rejected you last time, let's discuss it later."

Although it was very tactful to discuss it later, Yin Huaiyu's ears had the same meaning as refusal. He waved away the surrounding maids unwillingly and begged again.

"It's different today. It was because the marriage contract had already been announced, and it would be humiliating to the royal family if it was withdrawn. But now Song Yuyun is not married, why can't he promise it to me?"

The queen didn't let in oil and salt, but smiled and let him taste the pastries in the palace. Yin Huaiyu put it down uninterestedly, and frowned: "In short, he can't marry anyone except me. I'll see who dares to marry him."

The queen lowered her face, feeling a little helpless, "If you keep messing around, I'll marry Pingle to a foreign prince, and let her go a thousand miles away, and you won't be able to see her anymore."

These words were just to scare Yin Huaiyu, but when he heard it, his face darkened, "No, he can't leave me so far away."

Seeing that his mother deliberately failed to follow his wishes, Yin Huaiyu also cruelly brought her doubts to the surface, intending to be frank and honest.

"Okay, let's not talk about marriage today, let's talk about Yin Fan and Concubine Zhen, mother, do you know why Yin Fan wanted to be so cruel to me that day?"

Upon hearing Concubine Zhen, the Queen tightly squeezed the handkerchief without any trace, and asked with concern: "Why? Didn't he become angry and attack you because you saved Pingle?"

"This is just one of the reasons. When he stalled for time and stabbed me a few times, he confessed with hatred in his eyes, saying that you...are a murderer, so he wants to take revenge on me."

Yin Huaiyu lowered his voice unconsciously after speaking, because the queen's body had already been shaken, and her eyes seemed to be dazed.

"Retribution...it turns out that Yin Fan knows...this is really retribution."

The queen took out a string of Buddhist beads in a panic and moved them quickly, as if relying on this to calm her mind.Yin Huaiyu squeezed her hand with a solemn expression.

"Queen, what is going on here, you have to tell me the truth, have you really done something wrong?"

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