On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Hua Niang pondered for a while and shook her head: "No."

"You knew you couldn't do it but you did it, but you persisted in what you thought. Maybe the road ahead is not the darkness you thought, but another bright road."

Hua Niang knelt down to look at her level, stretched out her hand to smooth her frown, patted her arm, her voice was as gentle as water.

"Don't go against yourself, just do whatever you want. It's just a day no matter how you live it. Living it happily is naturally the best."

Ye Zhiyu looked at her and nodded.

The flower girl left quietly.

Ye Zhiyu looked at the ants on the ground and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Do you want to watch yourself fall into sobriety?
Why do you have to do it when you know you can't do it?
The fall is satisfying for a while, but sad afterwards.

Instead of both of them being sad later, it's better to let her be sad now, so as not to add to Feng Wuming's sadness.

She stopped seeing Feng Wuming for the time being.

Without meeting him, he would not be able to get close to her, and gradually...she would fade away from her feelings for him.

Feng Wuming had been of noble status since he was a child, and he would not kowtow for her, let alone please her again and again.

If he rubs his hot face against his cold butt/butt a few times, he will naturally not do it again.

As if suddenly enlightened, Ye Zhiyu clapped his hands, stood up and felt like crying without tears, his legs were numb.

……

National Teacher's Office.

Xiao Qingrang looked at Ye Zhiyu, who ran to him no less than three times a day, with a helpless expression: "Miss Ye, aren't you afraid that His Majesty will arrest someone from me?"

Ye Zhiyu sat down at the table with a nonchalant expression and waved his hands.

"Will not."

"Master National Preceptor, Your Majesty will give you face,"

Xiao Qingrang handed her tea and hit the nail on the head: "Then you have been hiding from His Majesty?"

Ye Zhiyu looked at him. The man's eyes were quiet and his voice was clear and clear. He even sounded a little gentle, but it was his eyes that were so intense that there was nowhere to hide.

Ye Zhiyu lowered his head to avoid his sight, with a calm expression.

"Master Imperial Master, you misunderstood. I came to you not to avoid His Majesty, but to discuss and learn with you. We learn from each other and make progress."

Thinking of Xiao Qingrang's talent, she smiled sheepishly and touched the tip of her nose.

"I'm making progress, and you're already strong."

Xiao Qingrang dipped a little tea and wrote a few random strokes on the table with his fingers. Ye Zhiyu looked over and saw the word "心".

"There is no end to learning." Xiao Qing stopped his hand, lowered his eyes and looked at the word "heart" on the table, which meant something.

"Everything is done with your heart in mind, everything goes well with your heart, and everything goes as planned."

Ye Zhiyu said nothing.

Feng Wuming went to catch Ye Zhiyu after breakfast today.

"Your Majesty, Miss Wang is not in the palace today. She has gone to see the Imperial Master." The palace maid looked at Feng Wuming's face as dark as water, her heart trembled with fear, and her legs became weak.

Feng Wuming looked at the door and sneered.

His sneer made the palace maid turn pale with fright. She was afraid that he would blame her, so she knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, I forgive you."

She is bitter.

Miss Wang is clearly hiding from His Majesty.

He goes out every day, and every time his Majesty comes, he never sees Miss Wang.

Even in the palace, Miss Wang would find reasons to avoid seeing His Majesty. Every time they went to report that His Majesty was coming, Miss Wang would act like a mouse seeing a cat and hide immediately.

I don’t know what His Majesty did to Miss Wang to make her hide away when she saw him.

His Majesty wanted to see Miss Wang, but he never forced his way.

As long as Miss Wang makes the right excuse, His Majesty will have no choice but to leave in despair.Last night, she saw Hua Niang and Miss Wang, drinking juice in the pavilion and racking their brains to think of an excuse to reject His Majesty tomorrow. Later, they felt that neither of them was suitable, so they hit it off and went to see the Master.

"What's your fault?"

"Get up." Feng Wuming saw her trembling body and her face sternly, and handed the box in her hand to the palace maid.

"She'll give it to her when she comes back tonight."

The palace maid quickly took it with both hands, watched him take a deep look at the door, turned around and strode away, and then she patted her heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Wuming returned to the imperial study with a full stomach of depression. He had a headache when he saw a pile of memorials, so he reported it to his father-in-law.

"Your Majesty, I would like to ask you to see me."

"Let him come in." Feng Wuming opened a memorial and quickly closed it with a frosty face.

Fu Jingtong felt the low pressure in the room as soon as he entered. Thinking of what he was about to say, hesitation flashed across his brows.

"What's the matter?" Feng Wuming asked, seeing that he was silent.

Fu Jingtong thought.

If he doesn't say anything today, his colleagues outside are still waiting for him.

Knowing that he didn't mention it to His Majesty, he must have taken turns to ask him to mention it to His Majesty.

You have to say it sooner or later.

He's already here, and he doesn't have to act coyly.

Fu Jingtong raised his hand respectfully: "Your Majesty, the mourning period for the late emperor has passed. Your Majesty has taken care of the government affairs in an orderly manner, but there is one more thing. Did your Majesty forget it?"

Feng Wuming first turned around in his mind: "What did I forget?"

Fu Jingtong immediately said: "There is no one in your majesty's harem. The affairs of the harem still need to be taken care of by suitable people. The Queen Mother is resting now, and there is no one to take care of the affairs of the harem. Your majesty's harem is deserted. Should we choose some women to enter the harem to fill it up?" The harem can also allow someone to handle the affairs of the harem."

Feng Wuming looked at him with sharp eyes.

Are you starting to urge him to draft?
He originally wanted to marry Wang Xiao'e, thinking that the relationship between the two was confirmed, but unexpectedly, Wang Xiao'e changed faster than anyone else, and now she ignored him and avoided him.

Feng Wuming was not happy after getting into trouble with Ye Zhiyu, but now all the civil and military officials had written a note asking him to accept a concubine, and Fu Jingtong even came to urge him personally.

Feng Wuming's suppressed anger found an outlet and threw the memorial in his hand directly to Fu Jingtong.

"You came just in time. Please tell them for me. Don't write anything you haven't already written. Don't waste my time by writing this."

Fu Jingtong opened the folder and took a look.

Yes, it was Mr. Zheng who asked His Majesty to have a concubine.

Feng Wuming saw him silently putting the fold back, and was furious, his voice was cold.

"Fu Aiqing, are there no cases for you to handle in Dali Temple? You are already worried about my harem."

"Should I change Mr. Fu's official position and let Mr. Fu worry about all aspects of me?"

Fu Jingtong frowned.

What happened to Your Majesty today?
He only mentioned this matter. If he didn't want it, just don't mention it in the future. Today... why are you so angry?

The new emperor has ascended the throne and his government affairs are in order. It is indeed time to fill the harem.

There is no one in the harem to take charge of the overall situation now.

What he proposed is correct.

Fu Jingtong was also a little unhappy but didn't show it.

"Your Majesty, please consider this matter carefully..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Wuming interrupted Leng Youyou.

"I didn't think about it."

"Wen Yufu's incident resulted in the loss of many soldiers, and their families must be compensated. The national treasury is in deficit, so you just let me draft a draft, wasting people and money, what are your intentions?" (End of Chapter)