The Legitimate Daughter of the Prosperous Medical Fragrance Will Not Marry

Chapter 239 The extremely shameless face

Hongfu Tower incident caused a stir in the main city.

The third prince of Xianbei has an evil plot against Princess Qingping. Not to mention that Princess Qingping has never planned to marry Xianbei. Even if he was really interested in marrying Xianbei, he is afraid that he has given up completely. But now it has been three or four days, and there is still no answer to this matter. Determined, the people in the capital would naturally think that the emperor planned to continue the marriage between Princess Qingping and the third prince of Xianbei.

Some people even boldly speculated that maybe the person who initially wanted Princess Qingping to marry Xianbei was not Princess Qingping at all, but the emperor!

The people in the main city almost misunderstood Princess Qingping some time ago, and now their guilt naturally turned into flames of righteous indignation.

Gradually, there were voices in the main city expressing dissatisfaction with Princess Qingping.

Even some daring merchants threatened that if Princess Qingping really married Xianbei, they would rather be executed than refuse to pay taxes!

Emperor Yongchang did not want Fan Qingyao to marry Xianbei from the beginning, but he never expected that because of Fan Qingyao, he would become the target of the common people's crusade!

Although he just wanted to scare Fan Qingyao, Fan Qingyao also surrendered as he wished...

 But Emperor Yongchang not only couldn't be happy, but was depressed all day long to the point of chest pain!

"Your Majesty, the third prince wants to see you." Bai Tu opened the heavy door of the imperial study and reported carefully.

Emperor Yongchang put down the memorial in his hand with a gloomy old face and said, "Xuan."

Within a moment of Baili Rongze entering the imperial study, Emperor Yongchang dismissed all the palace officials serving in the imperial study.

Even Bai Tu, who had been following Baili Rongze, was pushed out of the courtyard.

No one knows what was said between Emperor Yongchang and Baili Rongze. Bai Tu just saw that when the third prince walked out of the imperial study, the smile on his face was filled with a hint of pride and determination.

 That afternoon, notices were posted on dozens of imperial lists in the main city.

 For a time, the whole city was celebrating, and the people shouted long live the emperor.

After Ninghan learned the news, she immediately ran to her young lady and said, "Miss, the imperial notice has just been posted in the city. The emperor, out of consideration for the young lady's homesickness, has exempted her from marrying the third prince of Xianbei."

Fan Qingyao nodded and continued to look at the account book in his hand.

That person had no intention of letting her marry to Xianbei in the first place, but now he was just borrowing Po Xia's donkey.

 Mother Xu opened the curtain and handed over the post in her hand, "Miss, this is a post from the Minister of Etiquette."

Fan Qingyao took the card, and the list was full of official ladies who attended the banquet that day.

Ninghan was suspicious, "We have never had any contact with the Minister of Rites, so why are we posting this?"

“The Office of the Minister of Rites is just a cover, but in fact it is to continue to look for marriage partners for the third prince of Xianbei.”

The marriage between Xiliang and Xianbei is inevitable and will never be invalidated because of her withdrawal.

Logically speaking, that person should choose a new marriage partner directly, but instead send a collective invitation to all the candidates to the Minister of Rites.

 Could it be that…

Fan Qingyao lowered his eyes slightly, and when he saw the name next to his own name, his fingertips suddenly tightened.

 I'm afraid that the banquet is fake, but the Hongmen Banquet is real.

 A nurse walked to the door and reported softly, "Miss Qingyao, someone came to the door and said he was your...father."

 At the entrance of the mansion in the western suburbs.

Fan Yurong was hunched over in the scorching sun. His skinny body seemed so weak that he could collapse at any time.

 He raised his eyes and quietly looked at the magnificent mansion behind him, and he felt increasingly uncomfortable.

I remember Fan Qingyao, who was still kneeling in front of him, begging him not to let him drive their mother and daughter away. In the blink of an eye, Fan Qingyao became the princess, and his life became more and more prosperous.

 But look at him again...

The reluctance and discomfort filled his heart more and more, and Fan Yurong immediately wanted to rush into the mansion.

Without saying a word, the guard guard stepped forward and stood in front of Fan Yurong.

 At this time, there happened to be a few pedestrians passing by on the street.

 What’s even more coincidental is that those people were all officials who worked with Fan Yurong in the Du branch.

Fan Yurong looked at the court clothes he was wearing, and then looked down at himself. His face became even more confused. He looked at the nursing home at the door and shouted, "You don't have eyes! I am the biological father of Princess Qingping." ! If you dare to stop me, believe it or not, I will kill you in a moment!"

The nurses in the Hua family all used to live on the edge of a knife with Fan Zhao, licking blood. The two people who didn't know Fan Yurong existed in the first place, and then saw Fan Yurong's ruthless and unreasonable look, they just pulled out the knife. The long knife came out.

Fan Yurong had been wandering around the Fireworks Alley during this time. His body was already very weak, but now when he saw the long knife, his feet suddenly became weak, and he rolled down the steps without being able to stand still.

 Officials who had worked with him all sighed and shook their heads when they saw this.

　　I didn’t want to give up my good wife and daughter, but I insisted on holding a brothel girl as my treasure. Now that my daughter is promising, I came to look for her, tsk tsk tsk...

This father's job is really cheap. Fan Yurong, who fell to the ground, felt that the world was spinning in front of his eyes, and his body was so weak that it was difficult to even stand up.

 A pair of embroidered shoes appeared in front of me.

Fan Yurong looked around and saw Fan Qingyao standing in front of him.

Although he was holding back his anger, when he thought about the reason for coming here today, he still showed a flattering and hypocritical smile, "Qingyao, how are you doing lately?"

Fan Qingyao lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Dad, did you come here today just to see if I'm okay?"

 A few years ago, she was the one lying on the ground begging Fan Yurong not to get out.

In just the blink of an eye, things have changed.

 How ironic.

Fan Yurong came here today, so naturally he had something important to ask Fan Qingyao, but there were so many people and it was really inconvenient for him to speak.

Fan Qingyao could see Fan Yurong's dilemma at a glance.

 In the past, maybe she would just turn around and leave without even looking at him, but now she won't.

 Hate, it is useless to use your heart, you have to use your brain.

“Ninghan, help your father up and come in to talk.”

 All things in the world, one thing descends from another.

Just like Fan Yurong’s survival now, it is still of great value.

Those former colleagues of Fan Yurong never thought that Miss Qingyao of the Hua family would be so reckless. Although they were disappointed not to see Fan Yurong's embarrassment, before leaving, several of them couldn't help but feel sorry for this Hua family. Miss Qingyao from home was even more impressed.

Even a scumbag like Fan Yurong can be forgiven over and over again...

How can it be encompassed by the word magnanimity?

Fan Yurong watched from the corner of his eye as his former colleagues left in disappointment, and raised his chest with pride.

But when he looked at Fan Qingyao walking in front, he couldn't tell what it was like. If he hadn't been obsessed by Zui Ling, would he be able to touch Fan Qingyao now? Empty?

The mansion in the western suburbs was the Queen's dowry. Although the Queen had never lived there for a day, it had been carefully taken care of and cleaned over the years.

The entire mansion building is divided into three roads: east, middle and west.

Each road is composed of multi-entry quadrangle courtyards running from south to north, running through a strict central axis.

The long and quiet verandah, the garden surrounded by mountains and water, and the strange grasses and fairy vines growing greener and greener with colder weather all around the mansion, Fan Yurong was stunned and lingered on.

If I just felt a little guilty, now I regret so much that my intestines are blue.

Fan Yurong, who regretted it, was introduced into the front hall and sat down under Fan Qingyao. He suppressed the discomfort and jealousy in his heart before he smiled and said, "I never thought that Qingyao's life would become more and more impressive. No wonder Now the people in the main city always talk about how great Princess Qingping is."

"Father, you might as well say it directly if you have something to say." Fan Qingyao didn't have time to watch those hypocritical performances.

The smile on Fan Yurong's face was quite embarrassing, but when he thought of his actual problem, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm just short of some money recently, and I wanted to see if it's inconvenient for you in Qingyao..."

Having been living in a flower house, his expenses are naturally high.

 Fortunately, although he lost his official position, he still had a father who was the prime minister and was still able to secretly support him.

 But now even his father cannot protect himself...

“I wonder which woman is appreciated by her father?” Fan Qingyao put it bluntly.

 After all, it is no secret in the main city that Fan Yurong is having fun in Flower Street.

Fan Yurong's old face was exposed and he coughed awkwardly, "Yes, she is Suhong from Chunfeng Tower, but she is different from Zui Ling. She is Hua Ling second only to the oiran. Suhong is good at singing, dancing and understanding. I don’t know how many times better than that tigress Zui Ling.”

Fan Qingyao remained silent, his heart already filled with disgust.

He had this intoxicated look on his face when he told his mother about Zui Ling. He trampled on all her mother's self-esteem and even let his mother, who had been dependent on him for many years, leave the house for a prostitute!

Fan Yurong shivered from the sudden coldness.

He knew in his heart that it would never be that simple to get money from Fan Qingyao. While rubbing his arms to keep warm, he lowered his voice and said, "Qingyao, I'm afraid you don't know yet, but you are about to go out." It’s a serious matter, so you should be careful.”

 (End of this chapter)