Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 8 Nine Serenities
"Oh, so that's the case." Emperor Feng Zhao's face turned a little brighter. Who said that the fourth young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion was so dull that she couldn't speak and was as timid as a mouse. This answer was clearly orderly, and it also maintained the dignity of the royal family. Watertight.

Thinking of Jiuyou's one-night torture to Ruan Mianmian who came back from the dark place, Emperor Feng Zhao felt a little sorry, and now it was another letter of divorce. After thinking about it, Emperor Feng Zhao put the letter of divorce aside: "Your marriage, is it I have decreed marriage. Without my permission, even if there is a divorce letter, it will be invalid."

So, you, Ruan Mianmian, are still Princess Jiuyou.

Ruan Hua breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the old face would be lost again, but found that the emperor also saved face for him.Just as I was about to say thank you, I suddenly heard the soft but firm voice of the unfilial girl: "The emperor misunderstood. The purpose of my daughter's coming here is to ask for the emperor's fulfillment."

There was almost no sound in the hall, and everyone gasped.

"What did you say?" Emperor Feng Zhao also thought he had heard wrong, and asked with a frown.

Ruan Mianmian still kowtowed to the ground with her head: "The emperor bestowed the marriage, and my minister has complied with the decree. Now that I am dismissed by His Highness the Ninth Prince, it must be that the minister's work is not good enough. The posture of the minister's girl is like a concubine. Although the Ninth Prince is weak and sick, , but he is the most beautiful man in the Fengtian Dynasty, and he is also an aristocrat of the royal family, this kind of marriage is beyond the reach of courtiers and daughters."

Is this refusing?
Emperor Feng Zhao looked at the slender figure kneeling on the ground, she was actually rejecting his kindness?Or does she really feel that she is not worthy of Jiuyou?

"Ruan Mianmian, raise your head."

"Yes!" Ruan Mianmian slowly raised her head, keeping her back straight.

Everyone looked at it, but it looked like a willow, without any beauty.Although the Ninth Highness is not favored, he is still a prince and the most beautiful man in the Fengtian Dynasty. It is no wonder that he will let her pay homage to the rooster and divorce her on the second day of marriage.

"Your majesty, the little girl must have not had a good rest last night, and she is unconscious now..."

"Ruan Aiqing, I'm talking to Ruan Mianmian, you step back first!" Emperor Feng Zhao glanced at the anxious and angry Ruan Hua, and then his eyes fell on Ruan Mianmian: "Are you blaming Jiuyou? Blame me?"

Ruan Mianmian hastily lowered her head: "My daughter dare not, the emperor can let my daughter marry His Highness the Ninth Prince, even if it is only for a day, it is a great favor. It is my female incompetence that cannot make His Highness Ninth happy. It has nothing to do with His Majesty or His Highness Ninth Prince. "

The voice is soft and waxy, but very firm.Bending her waist and lowering her head, she couldn't see her expression at all.But those words make sense.Emperor Feng Zhao thought for a while, and finally said slowly: "Come here, Xuan Jiuyou!"

As time passed quietly, Ruan Mianmian knelt in the hall, fixed her gaze on the floor, and waited quietly.After an unknown amount of time, she heard a sigh from the entire hall, and she thought it was Feng Jiuyou who had come.

His Highness Feng Jiuyou, who had not stepped out of Jiuyou Palace for three years, appeared at the entrance of the main hall, his face was not very good, with a sickly paleness.He walked quickly into the main hall, did not kneel down, and lowered his head slightly, all he could see was his long jet-black hair like a cloud of smoke, his fine red robes and his eyebrows that slanted into his temples.

"My son, see the father!" The voice was weak, with a touch of coolness.

Emperor Feng Zhao looked at his son whom he had not seen for three years, and then at Ruan Mianmian who was kneeling next to him: "Jiu You, how do you explain the divorce letter?"

(End of this chapter)