Divine Doctor's Daughter: Black-bellied Crown Princess

Chapter 18 The Holy God Bestowed Marriage
"Miss is blaming me."

Aunt Fang let out a oops, and said with a wry smile: "I really didn't know that there were women down here who dared to treat the eldest lady like this. I obviously follow the rules in the mansion every year, and there is absolutely no such thing as The embezzlement must have been corrupted by some unscrupulous people below."

Aunt Fang's words can be said to be gnashing her teeth.

A pun is cursing.

A smile flashed in Feng Ziyu's eyes, she nodded, as if she agreed with Aunt Fang's words, and said, "Yes, there must be something with a black heart who is greedy for ink."

Aunt Fang: "..."

Aunt Fang was so motherly that she almost passed by like this.

"All right!"

The majestic voice of the old lady sounded.

Everyone looked at the old lady.

The old lady looked into Feng Ziyu's eyes and said: "Since I was wronged before, it's fine when I come back, there is no need to always mention it."

Sarcasm flashed in Feng Ziyu's eyes: "Really? Then let's not mention it, anyway, the three of us, mother and son, have nothing to say."

Everyone: "...".

No, some people still believe what Lin said.

But this one?
Do you have any questions?Were you not the only one talking just now?
Obvious disgust flashed in the eyes of the old lady, she snorted coldly and said: "This plaster is very useful, you can make it and send it here in the future."

Feng Ziyu almost laughed out loud.

The old lady didn't care about her straightforward complaint just now, and now she still wants her to make a plaster for her?
Were people in ancient times so shameless?

Want to get something without giving anything?
Simply dreaming.

Feng Ziyu smiled but said: "I'm sorry grandma, I don't have anything on hand."

The old lady frowned, and said, "The Fuzhong Pharmacy can be opened for you to use."

Feng Ziyu's face showed joy when she heard the words, and she was about to speak when Aunt Fang hurriedly said: "Mother, this matter should be discussed in the long run."

The old lady's expression also changed.

Feng Ziyu obviously didn't have the same heart with the prime minister's mansion, and she was always a little worried about letting Feng Ziyu go to a place like the pharmacy.

"From that day on, teach the people in the mansion how to make this plaster."

Feng Ziyu curled her lips and didn't speak any more.

Feng Ziyu's test today had already yielded results.

Although the old lady didn't like Lin and the others, it was obvious that the old lady didn't like Aunt Fang very much either.

To be precise, the old lady is actually hanging on high as nothing to do with herself.

When it involved her, she had to say a few words, but when Feng Ziyu pointed her gun at Aunt Fang, the old lady just stood by and watched.

In fact, it is also easy to understand, as the old lady in the family, the behavior of the old lady is also maintaining her aloof and high-ranking personality.

"Okay, let's all go down."

The feeling on the knee was so comfortable that the old lady wanted to go back to the cage for another sleep, so she unceremoniously chased him away.

Feng Nuanyu was a little bit unwilling, and she could tell from today's events that although the old lady hated Feng Ziyu, she still pampered Feng Ziyu for some reason.

"Sister, that place in Lengyuan is not very safe, sister should be careful."

When going out, Feng Nuanyu didn't forget to stab Feng Ziyu.

Feng Ziyu kept walking, and directly pulled Feng Zizhang away.

He directly regarded Feng Nuanyu as air.

Feng Nuanyu was so angry that she was half dead.

……

At the time of the next court, Feng Daoyuan came out of Chengqian Hall, and saw a person following him.

This person is the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, who is in charge of arranging various large-scale events above the court.

"Master Prime Minister, please stay."

Feng Daoyuan stopped in his tracks, turned his head and looked towards the Minister of Rites.

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites chased after him, took a breath and said, "Master Prime Minister, did you hear the order of His Majesty when you went to court just now?"

A little joy floated on Feng Daoyuan's face.

Just now at the court, the emperor talked about the victory of the eighth prince and his return to the court, and at the same time he also talked about the marriage between Feng Ziyu, the eldest lady of the prime minister's mansion, and the eighth prince.

"Since the Eighth Prince has returned to court, and the two of them are not too young, I think marriage can be put on the agenda."

What the emperor meant was that this marriage would not be abandoned, and it was even going to be held.

Feng Daoyuan immediately understood what the emperor meant, and quickly stood up and said: "Everything is strictly in accordance with His Majesty's will."

The emperor was very happy with Feng Daoyuan's sense of taste, he laughed and issued an imperial decree to announce this marriage to the world again.

If in the past, everyone only vaguely knew that the eldest lady of the prime minister's mansion had an engagement with the eighth prince, then now everyone knew that the eighth prince and the eldest lady of the prime minister's mansion were about to get married.

The Minister of Rites smiled: "I'm going to the Eighth Prince's Mansion today to talk to the Eighth Prince about the marriage. Is there anything the Prime Minister needs to tell the Eighth Prince?"

Feng Daoyuan snorted coldly in his heart.

What can I say?
Although he is the prime minister, the other party is also the prince. Could it be that if he has any dissatisfaction, he can just say no?
"Where is it, I have to hurry back and wait for the imperial decree to grant marriage, so I won't talk much."

After Feng Daoyuan finished speaking, he cupped his hands at the Minister of Rites, turned around and left.

The Minister of Rites watched Feng Daoyuan walk away, and smiled lightly.

"Feng Daoyuan, Feng Daoyuan, you have been showing off your power for a while since you were promoted to prime minister. When you learned that the Eighth Prince had won a big victory a while ago, your tail was almost up to the sky. Did you think you would have such a day? "

Minister of Rites was in a good mood seeing Feng Daoyuan deflated, humming a song all the way to the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

……

The residence of the Eighth Prince.

"Master, the Minister of Rites is here."

In the quiet study room, a servant said in a low voice.

"Well, please come in."

A pleasant male voice came from the room.

The boy responded and welcomed the Minister of Rites in.

As soon as the Minister of Rites entered the door, he saw the man lying on the soft bed.

The eighth prince's appearance was the best in the world back then, he was unparalleled in beauty, and a tear mole added to his beauty.

Everyone said that the Eighth Prince was "unparalleled in the world".

But now, a battle took away the Eighth Prince's appearance and turned him into a useless person...

Such embarrassing things are really uncomfortable.

"Participate in the Eighth Prince."

The Minister of Rites bowed to salute.

"En." The man on the soft bed spoke, his voice was a little hoarse: "What's the matter with Shangshu coming to the prince today?"

The Book of the Ministry of Rites talked about the emperor's gift of marriage today, and added at the end: "Originally, the Ministry of Rites should also participate in this matter, but it is not easy for the Ministry of Rites to be involved in these matters, and the prince needs to be involved."

The eighth prince said without sadness or joy: "This prince knows."

The Minister of Rites breathed a sigh of relief: "The humble minister will retire first."

"kindness."

(End of this chapter)