Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 423 She and Lord Pluto Are Not Compatible

Emperor Feng Yuan asked Qin Tianjian to calculate the date, and in line with Ming Tianjue's intention, he chose the ninth day of November to get married.

When the imperial decree was promulgated, the whole court was in an uproar. Before, they thought it was just a gift of marriage, but Pluto had no choice but to accept the decree because of Emperor Feng Yuan's face.

But I didn't expect the wedding date to be settled so quickly, especially the Pluto, who never went to court, came to the hall to thank you with joyful eyes, and everyone's eyes on Princess Changle changed.

In the previous two banquets, only officials above rank three had attended, and they had seen the true face of Princess Changle, the rest was just hearing rumors.

"Your Majesty, don't do it!" Standing at the end, a man wearing a seventh-rank court uniform came out, his face was full of fear and disapproval.

The smile on Emperor Feng Yuan's face froze, and he looked at the young courtier with serious eyes. He touched the dragon chair and raised his eyebrows: "Why not?"

The man was slender, wearing an official hat and uniform, and he looked upright: "Return to the emperor, Lord Pluto is my Fengyuan's hero. Don't let the princess tarnish the prestige of the prince."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole court was silent, and everyone looked at this lifeless person with speculative eyes. At the same time, they were also curious, might this Princess Changle really have such a great charm to win Lord Pluto?
Ming Qianjue stood at the front, his eyes froze, and his originally soft face quickly condensed: "I still need your approval to marry a wife?"

The voice was full of anger, which made the young man tremble. He was actually trying to flatter the prince. After all, who would have known that this country belonged to the Feng Yuan clan, but he was truly powerful and held the military power in his hands. But this prince, he heard about Princess Changle's debauchery, he disapproved of this marriage, thinking that the prince was forced, so he stood up and said a few words of justice, but he didn't expect that the inside story was different from what he thought , he seems to have made a wrong bet.

"No, I just think that the prince deserves better." His body trembled, and under that cold gaze, he dared not raise his head to meet the gloomy-faced man in front of him.

"Song Aiqing thinks that my only niece is inferior, inferior to other noble girls, and thinks she is not worthy of the prince?" Emperor Feng Yuan's eyes quickly became dark, and his voice was deep and unhappy.

All the ministers in the main hall held their breaths and did not dare to move, even the breaths were slight, for fear of offending the two most powerful men in Fengyuan.

"No, no, Your Majesty, I don't mean that," the man hurriedly waved his hands, his forehead was leaking, and he kept touching his forehead with his hands, with impatience and fear flashing in his eyes.

"Then what do you mean?" Emperor Feng Yuan slapped the handle of the dragon chair and snorted coldly.

The seventh-rank official quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, forgive me, I think the princess is not good, the princess is very good, very good, but I think she is not worthy of Lord Pluto..."

The more he said, the more mistakes he made. The officials standing on both sides looked at the little official who was desperate for life with sympathy. What kind of blindness is this? The emperor is obviously partial to the princess. We've arrived at Lingyun Temple, and the prince, a man with a dark and ruthless face all year round, is full of tenderness for the first time, as long as he is not blind, anyone can see it.

This guy actually plucked the hair on the tiger's head, he was desperate.

(End of this chapter)