The Reborn Wife Returns

Chapter 151: Marriage Grant (4)
Gong Qinglan seemed to be struck by lightning, but she caught the key point - she couldn't speak.

He is a threat!
"Did you forget that I can write? I can't speak with my mouth, but I can speak with my hands!" Gong Qinglan sneered.This person is too dark-hearted, he has calculated everything.

Feng Ming frowned slightly, as if he was a little embarrassed.After looking at her hands twice, he meditated: "Change it again?"

"A calamity befell the heavens, my husband died of illness, my daughter couldn't speak, move her hands, and couldn't take care of herself..."

Before Feng Ming finished speaking, Gong Qinglan took out a piece of cloth from somewhere and stuffed it into his mouth.

Feng Ming only felt the elegant fragrance lingering in his nose, and spit out a strip of cloth, before he could see it clearly, Gong Qinglan snatched it away: "What is this?"

Gong Qinglan smiled sinisterly, and said word by word: "Wrap, feet, cloth."

Feng Ming's face suddenly sank, and his heart surged with anger.Amber eyes stared at her feet.

Gong Qinglan moved her body slightly, her skirt was lifted up, revealing a half of her instep which was as smooth as jade.

'Hoo' An afterimage passed by like a gust of wind, Feng Ming was no longer in the sedan chair.

Gong Qinglan threw away the inner sleeve bag hidden behind her back, with disgust in her eyes.Bending down to remove the foot bag that she wiped off, he put it on slowly.

Until the dinner, Feng Ming never showed up.

Instruct the guards to send Gong Qinglan into the palace.The servant led her to the Jingyang Hall, Feng Ming was greeting the minister, saw her coming in, and waved.

Gong Qinglan walked over, his eyes were still as gentle as water, staring at her dotingly, as if he wanted to tell the world how much he cared about her.

Sure enough, everyone's eyes came together.Curiosity, inquiry, scrutiny, and jealousy condensed into a sharp sword and disintegrated her.Some ministers left over from the previous dynasty were shocked when they saw Gong Qinglan's face.

"Why did you come here now?" Feng Ming held a glass of fruit wine and handed it to her.

Gong Qinglan said with a faint smile: "You must be prepared to be dismantled, otherwise, if you mess up at a critical moment, wouldn't it ruin your game?"

Feng Ming didn't care about her either, he pulled her to sit by his side.The ministers who surrounded him just now retreated knowingly.

"Wait, no matter what others say, don't talk." Feng Ming looked at the resplendent and resplendent hall with misty eyes, deep in his eyes, there was deep pain and hatred hidden.But in an instant, it returned to normal.

Gong Qinglan knew in her heart that when the palace changed, he was already five or six years old, the age of the governor.I'm afraid that the bloody and brutal scene will be engraved in his heart and cannot be erased.

Every moment, stepping on the hall soaked in the blood of parents, serving the enemy who killed his father and mother, how painful is his heart?
It was rare that Gong Qinglan didn't open his mouth to stab him.

At this moment, a beautiful figure dressed in glittering gold came over, and the crisp sound of the rings colliding with each other brought Gong Qinglan back to her thoughts.

Looking up, she saw the princess Muhua dressed in gold and silver, coming gentle and dignified, with a glass of fruit wine in her hand, bumping the jade cup in Feng Ming's hand and saying: "Congratulations."

Feng Ming raised his eyebrows and put down the jade cup in his hand.

"Master Zhizhen is going to Yunyou, you little national teacher, you will be the future national teacher of Dayue." Princess Muhua looked at the jade cup he put on the table with a twinkle in her eyes, and said with a smile: "Shouldn't you celebrate?"

Feng Ming said apologetically: "Qing'er doesn't allow me to drink."

Gong Qinglan met Princess Shang's gaze, smiled and handed a glass of strong wine to Feng Ming, saying: "Fruit wine is not enough, cousin should drink national wine, so that he can express the strong joy in his heart."

Mu Hua smiled sweetly, her cheeks flushed slightly, she resolutely replaced the fruit wine in her hand, clinked glasses with Feng Ming with the sake, and drank it all in one gulp: "Cousin is an interesting person, I wonder if there is a man you like?"

Feng Ming did not shirk, drank the wine in the glass, his eyes were extremely deep, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Don't bother the princess, Qing'er's marriage, I have my own ideas in my heart."

Mu Hua tightened the jade cup in his hand, and said apologetically, "I have overstepped."

Feng Ming closed his eyes and didn't intend to continue.

Mu Hua suppressed the anger in her heart, put down the jade cup, turned and went to her seat.

A few young ladies who admired Fengming saw that Princess Muhua had suffered a defeat, so they all walked over and comforted him: "Princess, don't be so angry. I heard that the girl has no family background, so she went to the Imperial Teacher." .You have a distinguished status, and only you are the wife of the national teacher."

"That's right! Seeing how reserved she is and has never seen a big scene, she dares to think about the master of the country, and she doesn't think it's a shameful person?" Shui Qianqian, the eldest daughter of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, said bitterly.

"The emperor is going to give the princess a marriage tonight. We don't want to say these hurtful things. No one is high or low, but they can't choose their own parents. We are in a rich family, but we have a good fate." The person who spoke , is Qi Qianshang, the granddaughter of Qi Fang, a cabinet scholar.

Everyone seemed to be used to her words, curled their lips, and Shui Qianqian sneered: "Miss Qi, don't tell me you also like the national teacher? Thinking of clinging to that woman so that she can marry into the national teacher's mansion and serve that bitch together?"

Qi Qianshang was stunned, never expecting her to say such harsh words.The cheeks like white jade were flushed red: "Miss Qian'er, please don't talk nonsense, the national teacher will naturally marry whoever he likes, how can we criticize it?"

A national teacher will marry whoever he likes.Enraged by Muhua, he patted the table with a gloomy expression: "Enough!"

Shui Qianqian glanced at Qi Qianshang resentfully, snorted coldly, and returned to her seat.

Qi Qianshang smiled helplessly, not knowing why Shui Qianqian would target her.Glancing at Gong Qinglan, she was as quiet as a virgin, sitting quietly beside the fiery man, with a generous and decent demeanor, as if she had an excellent tutor.

Caressing the cup in his hand, he pondered for a moment, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.Such a woman should catch his attention.

"Your Majesty, the Empress has arrived—" the high-pitched voice penetrated the hall, and there was no sound in the hall for an instant.

Everyone got up and knelt down, bowed their heads, not daring to offend Tian Yan.

When Gong Qinglan stood up, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a bright yellow dragon robe, her eyes were sharp and introverted, and her eyebrows were like paint.His appearance is majestic, his body is dignified, and his whole body exudes the inviolable majesty of the superior.

The queen next to her was dressed in a bright red palace attire and a flying phoenix nobile on her head. Her appearance was roughly similar to Bo Lixi's, with a gentle and peaceful aura lingering around her.

"Today, to clean up the dust for the national teacher is also to practice for Master Zhizhen." The emperor Jimo Qingtian raised his glass and said: "All my loves, I respect Master Zhizhen!"

Everyone toasted and drank.

Master Zhizhen doesn't like excitement, and never participated in every palace banquet.The emperor would raise his glass and give him an empty toast to show his respect.

"Is there any gain from the national teacher going to Yanbei?" Jimo Qingtian's cloudy eyes, sharp and awe-inspiring, fell on Gong Qinglan.Ben glanced at her lightly, but then, he looked over suddenly, staring closely at her face, and clenched his hands on the armchair into fists.

(End of this chapter)