Feng Lian returned to her room and saw that the yard was thriving, her eyebrows were slightly twisted, and she looked at Yan Qingyi.

    Yan Qingyi smiled and said: "My lord, Qingyi saw that the grass is so tall and affects the growth of the flowers, so I removed the grass and watered the flowers!"

    Feng Lian nodded, didn''t say anything, and walked directly into the room.

    It seems that this girl''s legs are good!

    When Feng Lian was eating, she was gentle and refined, chewing slowly, and seeing Yan Qingyi''s heart was half-dead!

    She really wanted to stuff something directly into his mouth!

    too slow!

    Her impatience is really unbearable!

    "Go out and collect the bowls later!"

    "Yes, my lord, that Qingyi retired."

    Yan Qingyi was too eager to leave.

    Seeing this guy eating, she can vomit blood in a hurry!

    As soon as Yan Qingyi came out of the main courtyard, she heard those maids talking.

    Yan Qingyi frowned and walked in front of the three maids.

    "What are you talking about?"

    "Qingyi, don''t you know yet? Our emperor gave the prince a marriage, and the one who is about to marry our prince is the daughter of the national teacher, Miss Chanjuan!"

    Shocked.

    This sentence directly gave Yan Qingyi a blow!

    What... are you kidding?

    Feng pity him... Want to marry another woman?

    In her heart, there was an inexplicable pain.

    With a livid face, Yan Qingyi ran back to the main courtyard.

    Before Feng Lian finished eating, she looked back after seeing Yan Qingyi running in, her face still not very good-looking.

    "Did the housekeeper tell you that sprinting is not allowed in the palace?"

    "Your Highness, they said you want to marry Miss Chanjuan, is this true?" Yan Qingyi walked up to Feng Lian, heartbroken like a knife.

    It''s just a task.

    But, but she has a heart!

    It shouldn''t be, it''s absolutely forbidden.

    However, she couldn''t help herself.

    After Feng Lian put down the bowl in her hand, she put the chopsticks neatly aside, and then looked up at Yan Qingyi!

    "kindness."

    With a positive answer, Yan Qingyi''s heart felt more like being cut by a knife!

    "My lord, you can''t marry her!"

    "Why?"

    "Because...because..." Yan Qingyi couldn''t say why, so she lowered her head, clenched her clothes tightly with both hands, and bit her lip with her teeth.

    Feng Lian got up and walked in front of her, looking down at her.

    "Don''t you really want this king to be responsible for you for what happened that night?"

    Yan Qingyi was stunned and wanted to shake her head, but this was her original intention of coming here, and she didn''t want to deny it.

    "Will you be responsible, my lord?" Yan Qingyi looked directly at him with tough eyes.

    "No." After Feng Lian finished speaking, he added, "Other kings can give you!"

    "But I don''t want anything, I just want you!"

    This is the sin of forgetting one''s love for a while.

    Now, even if he doesn''t want to admit it, he has to admit it.

    "It''s the same sentence, if you want fame, fortune, and money, this king can give it to you, but this king will not give anything else."

    "But I don''t want anything except you, the lord. I just want you to admit that you want me, lord, can''t you satisfy me with such a small request?"

    "cannot."

    He was a dignified prince of Chuyang Kingdom, asking him to admit that he was forgetful for a while, and asked a woman''s innocence in a broken temple. Can he admit it?

    If he admits it, how should people in the world talk about him?

    How will he be based on Yingtianyuan and the entire Chuyang Kingdom in the future?

    Yan Qingyi''s eyes were red, and her eyes were filled with tears.

    She looked at him in disbelief, heartbroken.

    She took two steps back and shook her head in pain!

    The beautiful eyes blinked, and two lines of hot tears rolled down from her eyes. When she looked at him, her eyes were full of tears!

    "It turns out that the lord was just a moment of forgetfulness that day. Qingyi was in the heart of the lord, not even a flower or plant. Qingyi understands, understands, I''m sorry, lord, it''s Qingyi overstepped!"

    After sniffing her nose, Yan Qingyi wiped two tears before turning around and running out of the room.

    Her petite back looks so lonely, so sad...

    In an instant, all the flowers and plants in the courtyard were eclipsed.

    In the depths of Feng Lian''s heart, it was as if someone had stabbed him with a knife, and the pain made him almost suffocate!