The silly concubine said: close the door and let the prince go

Chapter 121 The princess ran away over the wall ([-])

Feng Weiyue lowered her eyes and thought for a while, "According to what Yue'er saw, there are only four princes in the palace, the third prince, the sixth prince, the ninth prince, and the twelfth prince."

Jun Zefan nodded.

"The sixth prince is naturally dull and cannot take on such a heavy responsibility. The ninth prince is weak and willing to be instructed by others is not a good material. Although the third prince is Yue'er's adopted son, Yue'er feels that Yi'er is not suitable for him. He has a reckless nature since childhood. Meng, I'm afraid it's not good to entrust such a big responsibility to him."

Shen Qiaoyan was a little surprised, this woman didn't choose the chess piece she had raised for more than ten years as the prince?

She frowned and a strange light suddenly flashed across her eyes.

Could it be that Feng Weiyue really broke up with Jun Yi?

In the hall, cigarettes are lingering, and the resplendent Panlong utensils are shining in the cigarettes.

Jun Zefan frowned, "Then Yue'er said, who is the best choice?"

"Uh..." Feng Weiyue lowered her head and hesitated for a while.

She raised her eyes and said: "Your Majesty, in Yue'er's opinion, the person who can take on this important task must have both courage and patience... Yue'er thinks that the twelve princes are very good."

Twelve princes?

Shen Qiaoyan frowned.

Aren't these twelve princes just born two years ago?Besides, the twelve princes are still the children of Concubine Jing!
Is Feng Weiyue crazy for wanting to find a puppet to be the prince?
"Oh?" Jun Zefan stroked his chin and pondered, "Although the twelve princes are still young, they are clever masters, and they might be really good stuff in the future."

Hearing what her father said, Shen Qiaoyan almost didn't fall off, wouldn't she really want to make a brat the crown prince?

Wait, what does it matter to her who is the crown prince?

Seeing Jun Zefan's agreement, Feng Weiyue approached him with a smile and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry about setting up a crown prince. Isn't Your Majesty still by Yue'er's side?"

"Oh? Then Yue'er said why should I be anxious?" Jun Zefan teasingly stretched out his flesh-destroyed hands to wrap around Feng Weiyue's slender waist and asked.

Feng Weiyue lowered her head and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, Yue'er must be aware that the youngest daughter of Prime Minister Meng has been married to the lord for some time, but the child has not been seen for a long time. Your Majesty, what do you say is that the daughter of Prime Minister Meng Girls are useless and can't waste the prince!"

"How can you say that the lord is the emperor's most beloved brother! As a member of the royal family, but he doesn't contribute to the royal family, how can he be worthy of the blessings of his ancestors?" Feng Weiyue said worriedly.

"Then Yue'er meant that she wanted me to take a concubine for Zechen?" Jun Zefan asked with a frown.

Give someone a concubine?
Shen Qiaoyan's heart suddenly emptied.

Is this Feng Weiyue sick? Don't worry about her own affairs and meddling in other people's affairs, Jun Zechen himself won't accept concubine if you want her to meddle in other people's affairs!
The more Shen Qiaoyan thought about it, the angrier she became.

The hall suddenly fell into silence.

Jun Zefan pondered for a while before slowly opening his mouth, "It is indeed as it should be."

Shen Qiaoyan quickly lowered her eyes and looked in the direction of her father in disbelief.

Is her father agreeing?

Feng Weiyue said happily with curved lips: "Yue'er happens to have someone to choose."

This woman!
Shen Qiaoyan clenched her fists and stared fiercely at the top of the woman's head.

"Oh, Yue'er, tell me to listen to it." Jun Zefan said equally happily.

Dad!

It was obvious that the woman did it on purpose!

hateful!

Shen Qiaoyan's teeth itched.

Why does her man want this woman to be a matchmaker!
"Your Majesty, do you still remember that Yue'er has a beautiful face, comparable to the niece of the most beautiful woman in Kaiyuan?" Feng Weiyue said slowly.

Jun Zefan frowned, "But Feng Chuchu, the daughter of Feng Changqing's family who is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and can do everything in poetry and poetry?"

Feng Chuchu?
Shen Qiaoyan doesn't know him.

"Exactly!" Feng Weiyue nodded and said with a smile, "Chu Chu's age is just about the same as that of the prince, she is as beautiful as a flower, virtuous and virtuous, and her behavior and demeanor do not lose everyone's demeanor. Wouldn't it be a pity that such a good woman is not with the prince?"

Shen Qiaoyan rolled her eyes, took out a thin needle from her sleeve, raised her eyebrows and looked at the top of Feng Weiyue's head.

Besides, don't blame her for doing it!
(End of this chapter)