After Jiao Didi escaped from the outer room, the prince went crazy

His Majesty stood up with a puff of his sleeves and a gloomy look on his face. The Four Treasures of the Study were thrown around on the table, and pens, inks, papers and inkstones were scattered on the floor. "How brave! Is it wrong for you to marry the granddaughter of a minister?"

Song Yanxing knelt down, with a cold expression on his face, but without any trace of panic, "I already have someone I like. I beg your father to take back my life."

His Majesty sneered and narrowed his eyes slightly, "I have never seen any woman beside you. Could it be that you are looking for an excuse because you don't want to marry that daughter of the Fang family?"

"I don't dare. My heart belongs to you. I will definitely not marry another girl. Please tell me from my father."

At this moment, the imperial concubine held a food box in her hand, twisted her slender waist and walked in slowly. She looked at the mess and said with a smile, "What's going on? How did your majesty get such a big hair?" fire?"

When he saw her, His Majesty's expression softened obviously, "My dear concubine, why are you here?"

The imperial concubine smiled sweetly and said, "It's not my niece who caused the trouble. After hearing that His Majesty gave her the medicine to marry the prince, she was so happy that she entered the palace early in the morning. I was so troubled that I had to come and see it. Let’s see if His Majesty has granted this marriage.”

His Majesty snorted coldly, sat down and said, "Ask this unfilial son yourself!"

The imperial concubine smiled and said, "The prince doesn't want to?"

Song Yanxing exuded an aura of alienation, "I already have someone I like."

"Oh? When did it happen? Which girl is she from? If your father had not given this girl the gift of marriage to you, you would have enjoyed all the blessings of the whole family." She covered her lips and smiled.

Song Yanxing frowned slightly. Fang Leshan had been following him since she was a child. He knew her character very well. If he entered the East Palace with Li Miaoyi, he would not bully Wanwan to death.

"I want to marry her as the crown princess. I don't want anyone else to sit in this position except her."

Hearing this, the smile on the imperial concubine's face froze.

The meaning of his words couldn't be more obvious, that is, he looked down on Fang Leshan. Why should they be his concubines when their Fang family was also a prominent family in Shangjing?

The imperial concubine's eyes flashed slightly.

What is his identity? He is just a dog! When he grew up and his wings became stronger, he actually picked up their family members!

His Majesty obviously heard the implication of his words, frowned and said, "In that case, you should tell me which girl this is."

Song Yanxing was silent for a long time, but he still didn't say Li Miaoyi's name.

The imperial concubine looked at him puzzled, "Prince, you have never been close to women, and I know this. Could it be that you don't want to marry Leshan, so you came up with this reason."

Song Yanxing spoke like a handsome young man, "I don't want to say anything, but I'm just afraid that if she blocks the way, someone will trap her."

The imperial concubine gritted her teeth and said with a half-smile, "Don't worry. Your Majesty and I are both here, so of course no one dares to do anything bad to her. It's okay if you say so."

Song Yanxing looked up at her in confusion and said, "Why do you have to tell me your name?"

The imperial concubine was stiff for a moment, and she wanted to get angry at him out of habit, but when she remembered that His Majesty was still there, she endured it and said with a smile, "I just want to bring you two together."

"Gu and she are in love with each other and don't need anyone else to help them."

His Majesty frowned and said dissatisfied, "The Imperial Concubine is your elder, how can you talk to her like this?" After that, he said loudly, "Don't mention this matter again, let's make it this way, step down -"

"Yes."

Before leaving, Song Yanxing saw the proud look on the imperial concubine's face.

No matter what, he can't let Fang Leshan marry into the East Palace. She is the daughter of the Fang family, and he will never let the Fang family get their wish!

Song Yanxing turned around, walked straight outside the hall, and knelt down straight.

He knelt on his knees in the snow, staring at the majestic hall.

He was wearing a fox fur coat, and the skirt of his clothes was completely covered with fallen snowflakes, which lingered in the wind. The heavy snow was falling, but his face highlighted his cold and handsome appearance, and his appearance was even better than before.

When Eunuch Sun came out and saw this scene, he felt his heart thumping and hurriedly came forward, "Your Highness, what are you doing?"

"Please father, please take back your life——"

"Since Your Majesty has given the order, Your Highness the Prince should not be obsessed with it, so as not to anger Your Majesty." Eunuch Sun bent down and spoke earnestly.

Song Yanxing nodded at him, "It's better to be alone. It's better that my father-in-law didn't see me alone."

Eunuch Sun was anxious. He looked at Xiao Qi standing aside and said, "Master Qi, why don't you give me some advice?"

Xiao Qi was puzzled, "Your Highness is right, why do you want to persuade me?"

Eunuch Sun was startled, "My lord, please don't say this again in the future. Our family didn't hear anything today."

Eunuch Sun hesitated outside the palace for a long time. The imperial concubine had been favored over the years, so he couldn't afford to offend her, so he had to stand outside the palace and wait.

Fortunately, the imperial concubine came out after a while, and Song Yanxing's body was now covered with a layer of snow-white.

Smiling, she walked to Song Yanxing's side and stood under the oil-paper umbrella. She had long since lost the look she had just shown to her daughter, and said expressionlessly, "I believe you know how your father treats you. If so, Otherwise, your father would not have failed to save you for so many years."

After saying that, she said with a mocking smile, "Prince, you must be self-aware." After that, she slowly left.

Song Yanxing clenched his hands tightly, and even though his palms hurt, it was nothing compared to his hatred for the imperial concubine.

Eunuch Sun was watching from a short distance away. When he saw the imperial concubine walking away, he quickly entered the palace.

The mess just now had been sorted out, as if nothing had happened. His Majesty sat on the throne with a calm expression and read the memorial.

"Your Majesty?" Eunuch Sun called in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Although His Majesty said this, he didn't even look at him.

Eunuch Sun hesitated for a moment. The heart of an emperor is the most unpredictable. It would be better to tell His Majesty the truth about what happened today. "His Royal Highness has been kneeling outside the palace for some time."

"Oh?" His Majesty then put down the memorial in his hand and looked up at him with eyes as deep as a deep pool, "Since he wants to kneel, let him kneel."

"Your Majesty, it's freezing outside right now. What if we kneel down to do something good?"

His Majesty snorted coldly, "What I don't need most is a son." After saying that, he waved his hand and said, "Step back."

Eunuch Sun wanted to persuade him again, but after looking at His Majesty's expression, he did not dare to say anything more and withdrew.

Looking at Song Yanxing kneeling in the snow, Eunuch Sun sighed, thought for a while, waved his hand, called a young eunuch, and said, "Go and give an umbrella to the Seventh Master."

"Yes."

He has been with His Majesty for decades, and he has watched Song Yanxing grow up. He is undoubtedly the most miserable among all the emperor's heirs. Even though he is now the prince, only he knows the sadness of it.

Xiao Qi opened the umbrella and blocked the snowflakes falling on Song Yanxing. Song Yanxing nodded towards Eunuch Sun.

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