Yong Ruo thought: This is an era when imperial power is supreme!
In this era, the emperor can sentence anyone to death without a trial, and the method of death can be determined by his mood.
Not to mention, in addition to sharp guns, there are also many hidden arrows to use. If the emperor wanted to lay a black hand on her, would she still be able to escape? What can Feng Liao do
She doesn't want to turn her life into a sadomasochistic drama at all, why bother to violate the taboos of those "noble" people? !
"I..." Feng Liao was at a loss for words, "I won't let the matter develop to that point! Otherwise, I wouldn't consider the 'best second best' option..."
The more you talk, the less confidence you have.
Yong Ruo finally raised his eyes, looked at him and said, "My lord, please listen to me: instead of being forced to 'retreat for the next best thing' when there is no way out, it is better not to touch that nail in the first place, and just 'retreat'." The next best thing'! In this way, the emperor and the concubine will not be too afraid of me, and my life will be much more relaxed!"
"But... But if I give up without fighting, I'm really unwilling, and I'm too wronged for you!"
On Yong Ruo's tearful face, there was a self-deprecating chuckle: "Actually, I'm not that wronged! Being able to marry the son, even as a concubine, is a blessing in my life!" Otherwise, her life will be even more miserable.
Feng Liao's fingers gently caressed her rough cheeks, feeling an unprecedented pain and injury in her heart.
Yong Ruo smiled again, and said softly: "Master, fame is important, but the value of life is even higher. I don't want to be hated and despised by my husband's family for a false name, and everyone is the enemy of everyone except my husband... such a day It will be more wronged and hard than being a concubine! I am like you, and I don’t want to suffer at all! As long as the son has no other women, and I don’t have a princess on my head, although we don’t have the name of husband and wife, we have the reality of husband and wife. It can also be harmonious, and there will be no regrets in this life!"
Feng Liao's face was gradually stained with strong sadness and sorrow. His eye sockets are getting wet...
Suddenly, he took a step forward, pulled Yong Ruo into his arms, hugged him tightly, and said in a choked voice, "I will never betray you! Miss Yong... I swear to God... I will never betray you in this life." !"
The revealing of his true feelings made Yong Ruo's heart suddenly soft.
"Okay! I believe you!" She gently patted his back, and said very softly, "Call me Ruo Ruo! Ruo Ruo Wu Ruo." At this moment, it's really weird to call him "Miss Yong". some.
"Ruoruo..." Feng Liao whispered, and then whispered again, "Ruoruo..."
"Um?"
"I'll give you another nickname! If it's not convenient to call you by your boudoir name, how about I call you by your nickname?"
"What nickname?"
"Qingqing possesses the color of red plum on the outside, but hides the soul of red plum inside, just like the incarnation of red plum. Why don't you call me... Mei Qing!"
"Mei Qing..." Yong Ruo smiled, "Good!"
"My name is Rongshen. If there is no one, you can call me Rongshen!"
"Okay! Rong Shen." She called out without hesitation. In fact, she would rather be called "Liu Liao", but in this day and age, other than the elders, it is not customary to be called by first names.
Savoring this warm and sweet time, Feng Liao said with some embarrassment: "Can you lend me your handkerchief?"
Yong Ruo couldn't help smiling: "Okay! But, you have to let me go first!"
As if being scalded, Feng Liao let go of her arms reflexively, and jumped back.
But before Yongruo could see his appearance clearly, he raised his head sideways, and tried his best to cover his face with his sleeves, looking ashamed to see others. It's a pity that he is wearing arrow sleeves today, the sleeves are not wide, they block his forehead, leaving his chin exposed.
Yong Ruo thought: He looks so cute!
She took out the handkerchief in her sleeve and handed it over, she couldn't help but tease her: "Do you want me to wipe your face for the young master?"
Young Master Feng lowered his head again, his smooth chin was stained by a smile, but he still covered his face with his sleeve, and said in a serious tone: "Don't laugh!"
He saw the handkerchief she handed under his sleeve, and hastily pulled it off with the other hand, turned around, and wiped his face with his back to her.
After fiddling for a while, Mr. Feng finally gave up, stuffed the handkerchief into his sleeve pocket, and turned around.
His eyes, which had just been washed by tears, were slightly red, but extremely clear, with a particularly pure feeling.
"The veil is dirty. I'll return it to you after I wash it!" He looked at her and said. There was a slight blush on his face.
"Your Master, can you wash handkerchiefs?" Yong Ruo said intentionally.
I don't know if this noble son will wash the handkerchief with his own hands instead of handing it over to some maidservant
"No, but I can learn."
"Then you can return it to me after washing it, don't take it for yourself!"
When Yong Ruozheng was about to speak, Yong Miao ran over: "Sister, mother is awake! I want to see you...and this brother Feng Gongzi."
"Brother Feng Gongzi? That's an interesting title." Feng Liao bent down and looked at Yong Miao. Seeing that he was thin and small, he frowned slightly, "Why so thin?" He stretched out his hand to hug Yong Miao, and weighed him, " It’s too light! You need to eat more food in the future!”
Yong Miao hadn't been hugged like this for a long time.
He twisted his body awkwardly, and took another sneaky look at Yong Ruo. Seeing that she just looked at her with a smile and didn't say anything, he knew that Feng Liao was a trustworthy person, and he relaxed slowly.
Feng Liao held Yong Miao in her arms, and said to Yong Ruo: "Go and see Auntie!"
Yong Ruo nodded, but said: "Young Master, you don't have to talk too much to my mother, lest she has to worry about it, and it will not be good for her recovery. In addition... the sooner you pick me up, the better!" She was afraid that Mr. Zhou would not be able to wait too long.
"I won't say anything to your mother." Feng Liao understood what she meant, and said succinctly, "I will go back and arrange the marriage after I see your mother. As long as there are not three consecutive unlucky days, it must be within three days. I welcome you through the door."
Yong Ruo breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, my lord!"
"There is no need to say thank you between you and me!"
"Basic politeness is still required!"
Lying on the bed, Mrs. Zhou looked even more sickly and haggard.
Seeing Feng Liao coming in with Yong Miao in her arms, she reluctantly put her hands on her waist and made a gesture of blessing: "The little lady has been ill for a long time and is unable to get up. I'm sorry!" With a light gasp.
Feng Liao put down Yong Miao and returned the salute with a deep bow. Hearing her words, he hurriedly said: "My lady is serious! The younger generation wanted to greet my lady several times, but I was not summoned, so I dare not disturb you. I hope my lady will forgive me!"
"My lord, you're being polite!" Mrs. Zhou raised her brows unconsciously, without the strength to go around in circles, and asked straight to the point, "Thank you, lord, for not giving up, and coming to this humble alley again and again. The little lady took the liberty to ask: what is the identity of the lord?" ?”
"This junior is being rude! This junior is..." Feng Liao briefly explained her identity.
"King Hengjun..." Mrs. Zhou muttered a little absent-mindedly, but was speechless for a while.
"There is one thing that I hope my wife will fulfill: the younger generation admires Miss Yong deeply, and wants to accept Miss Yong as a beauty, and then ask Miss Yong to be named wife and side concubine step by step." Feng Liao said straight to the point, and then He explained, "According to the system of this dynasty, the county prince's mansion can invite two "side concubines" of the fifth rank and four "wives" of the sixth rank. However, it takes time to obtain a seal. Before the official seal is issued by the Ministry of Rites, the noble concubines and concubines accepted by the palace are called beauties. Although the beauties of the palace have no title or seal, they are much more noble than ordinary concubines. "①
Mrs. Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, and said weakly: "The prince has such a heart, so the little lady can rest assured!"
Feng Liao said again: "Because the lady is in poor health, the younger generation has already made an agreement with Miss Yong: within three days, we will marry Miss Yong. Don't worry, lady, the younger generation will take care of Miss Yong for the rest of her life, and also take care of Gu Yong's second brother and Yong's third brother to start a family and start a business. "
"Within three days?" Mrs. Zhou was slightly surprised, looked at Feng Liao, then at Yong Ruo, with sad and joyful expressions on her face, "That's fine too! This is a concubine for the prince, but a married daughter for my family. I can see with my own eyes that if the girl leaves the pavilion, she can rest in peace..."
Yong Ruo felt sad, and comforted: "Mother, maybe you will be fine after being overjoyed?! My second brother and third brother still need mother's teaching, mother can't be so discouraged."
Zhou smiled wryly: "Let's see the destiny!"
She neither has the heart to say more discouraging words, nor does she want to give false hope to her children.
After coming out of the main room, Feng Liao quickly walked to the yard and called out: "Famous Sword!"
Su Mingjian came out of the kitchen, followed by Yongqiao with a sullen expression.
"My lord!" Su Mingjian saluted Yong Ruo.
"Arrange a few people to guard this small courtyard, and don't let idle people wait to disturb you. This king will ask Miss Nayong to be a beauty within three days."
"Yes!" Su Mingjian's voice was full of joy, and after congratulating Feng Liao and Yong Ruo, he went to arrange people to guard the small courtyard.
The guard named Rob was once again assigned to protect Yong Ruo, and stayed behind with a few people.
That night, Rob and others were laying the floor in the kitchen, and Yong Qiao and Yong Miao were sent back to their own rooms to sleep.
When only Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Yong were left in the main room, Mrs. Zhou patted the edge of the bed beside her, and said to Mrs. Yong, "Come and sit! Let mother see you!"
Yong Ruo walked over, sat down on the edge of the bed, held Zhou's hand and said, "Mother!"
Zhou looked at Yongruo's hands, they were rough, with frostbite, and the black, red and red scars left by frostbite; touching Yongruo's face, she couldn't tell whether her fingers were rougher. , or Grace's cheeks are a little rougher.
"It's good to marry Prince Heng! From now on, you won't have to suffer like this again!" Zhou's eyes were filled with tears, but the corners of his mouth were smiling, "It's really wronged you to be born into my stomach!"
Yong Ruo smiled and squeezed her hand: "Everything has its own cause and effect, why should mother say such a thing?"
"That's right! Being able to have a mother-daughter relationship is also a fate cultivated in the previous life." Zhou smiled with relief.
"Mother, just take care of your childbirth, don't worry too much. You still want to watch your second and third younger brothers get married and have children, and enjoy the joy of having children and grandchildren around your knees!"
"Mother has a few more important things to tell you! After finishing speaking, I will take good care of you..." Zhou's expression became serious, and she whispered, "Do you know how to be a concubine in that rich man's house?"