Mrs. Yipin: a farmer's doctor

Chapter 772
Zhiran glanced at Yuyan and continued to ignore her.

Yuyan didn't care, and asked with a smile: "Isn't the regent about to get married? Aren't we going back before he gets married? On the way, it's fine if you don't hurry, and you still stay in the inn so early to rest. Aren't you worried about not being able to catch up?"

Zhiran's eyes moved before she spoke.

"I don't want to rush before his wedding, I just need to step on it, I've counted the time, I won't miss it!"

Yu Yan said puzzledly: "The wedding scene, why? You want to show up suddenly, let the regent choose you, and make Princess Xiqin ashamed?"

Zhiran stared at Yuyan contemptuously, and said angrily: "Am I such a boring woman? In fact, to put it bluntly, Princess Xiqin is just a poor woman, a victim of a political marriage. I don't want to make things difficult for her." ?"

Yuyan didn't understand Zhiran, and didn't know what she was going to do.

Zhiran sighed and confided her heart.

"If Mozhi really intends to marry another woman, do I have to stop it? Even if he is saved this time, he is no longer the person in my heart, and the relationship between us has already been stained. Since this is the case, it is better to let this relationship pass."

Yuyan opened her mouth slightly, she didn't expect Zhiran to have such a plan, and immediately said distressedly: "But don't you still like him? Haven't you been dealing with the elders all the time?"

Zhiran shrugged, smiled noncommittally and said, "So what? A man who has changed his mind, no matter how much he tries to keep him, it will be futile."

"Even if I can keep it for a while, I won't be able to keep it for the rest of my life! I don't want to become so cheap." Weeping and complaining for a man for a lifetime.

The mother gave birth to her and raised her in her hands for more than ten years. She was not spoiled by other men like this.

Yuyan looked at Zhiran's face with a thoughtful expression.

Zhiran was afraid that she would think too much, so she talked to the elder, guessing that the prince should not have married the concubine in these years.

After hearing this, Yuyan didn't care too much, and said with a light smile, "You don't have to worry about me! I'm different from you. The prince is a prince after all. Even if he didn't marry a princess, there are still a lot of women who sleep with him. I just figured it out, not to mention that he is the prince, so he cannot cut off the royal incense."

Zhiran retorted: "Isn't it possible! There is no big marriage, no crown princess, no son-in-law, how could it be possible to let other women have children first."

Yuyan covered her mouth and smiled lightly, with a bit of coldness in her eyes.

"Have you ever seen the eldest princes of several dynasties and generations born? Even the prince himself, not the emperor's first child!"

Zhiran's eyes darkened, and she realized that what Yuyan said was the truth.

The aristocratic family still pays attention to these things. Before the birth of the son-in-law, they will not produce a bastard first, but the royal family doesn't seem to pay much attention to these things.

The two sisters were speechless for a while, the joy of returning home fell into emotional pain, which was diluted a lot, leaving only a long series of sighs.

Although Zhiran said that it was enough to arrive at the imperial capital just before the regent's wedding, but seeing the date approaching, she obviously sped up her schedule. When she arrived at the imperial capital, there were still three days before the regent's wedding.

Along the way, all they heard was the news of the Prince Regent's wedding, and Zhiran's heart had long been numb. Therefore, facing the imperial capital, everyone was talking about how good it is to be married to Xiqin with smiles on their faces. Zhiran didn't feel much either.

A group of six people went directly to Longfeng Inn and asked for six upper rooms.

"Saint, what should we do next?" Feng Lin and the others went to Zhiran's room after arranging the salute.

Zhiran sat at the table leisurely drinking tea, smacking her lips and said, "What's the next step!"

Feng Lin looked at Zhiran in confusion, then glanced at Feng Feiyu hesitantly, and then asked, "Didn't you come to stop the wedding? Isn't it the right time?"

"That's right! I just heard that Princess Xiqin has only been here for more than ten days. There should not be a deep relationship between her and the regent." Feng Yao subconsciously glanced at Feng Yao after saying this. flying feathers.

Feng Feiyu went straight to Zhiran and sat down, tilted his head and said, "Go see him! No matter whether you continue to be together or not, there are some things that need to be resolved."

Feng Yao lifted his lips, feeling very contemptuous of Feng Feiyu in his heart.

I really don't know if there is something wrong with my brain to push her into the arms of another man who obviously likes the saint.

If Feng Feiyu hadn't mentioned it in private, Feng Yao and the others wouldn't have taken the initiative to mention it.

Zhiran pursed her lips and said, "I didn't intend to find him at this time. Didn't I say that the wedding is on the spot, do you understand what the wedding is on the spot?"

Yuyan said impatiently: "Why do we have to wait until the wedding, so that we can't go home when we come, and we can only live in the inn."

Zhi Ran rolled her eyes, and said casually, "What's the matter? All the way here, we lived in the Dragon and Phoenix Inn, and it's also the property of the Phoenix Clan! It's not much different from home!"

Yuyan lifted his lips, indifferent.

Seeing this, Zhiran jokingly said: "Are you in a hurry to go back, let the prince know that you are back, so as to give him a chance to come to you?"

Yuyan's expression froze, Feng Lin looked at Yuyan with burning eyes, and didn't speak, but a pair of eyebrows and eyes fully explained how much he wanted to know the answer.

"Stop talking nonsense." Yu Yan snorted, and held up the teacup in front of him with a guilty conscience.

Zhi Ran joked with a smile: "Second Sister, your teacup is empty!"

Yuyan squirted in embarrassment, and hurriedly put down the teacup, looking guilty.

"Okay, don't talk about me, the most important thing is your problem now, what are you going to do?"

Zhiran shrugged, and said helplessly: "I've said it all, don't worry about it, I will naturally know what to do when I get to the wedding, please don't worry so much now, okay?"

"Well, it's up to you! We just care about you." Seeing that Zhiran had made up her mind, Yu Yan stopped talking.

Changing the subject, he asked directly: "Are we going to stay in the inn for these three days?"

Zhiran looked at Yuyan flatteringly, and begged for mercy, "It's okay! It's only been three days, Second Sister, you can do it..."

"Okay, okay!" Yuyan rolled her eyes and replied helplessly.

Zhi Ran smiled sideways and said to Feng Yao, "Can you do something for me?"

Feng Yao's expression straightened, and he said seriously: "If the saint has anything to do, just ask her."

Zhiran said helplessly: "There's no need to be so serious! I just want you to go to the cornucopia for me and call a man named Lin Yidong over."

(End of this chapter)