In the Days of Being a Maid In Ancient Times

Seeing that the little palace maid was gone, Yang Yu asked worriedly, "If you reject her like this, will the Empress hold a grudge against us?"

Zhou Wei was surprised to hear Cha Niang say this, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You're still afraid of her."

Yang Yu nodded naturally: "Of course, she is also the empress, and she still has some real power in her hands. I don't want to be punished for copying the female ring for no reason."

"You're sure you were fined for no reason."

Yang Yu nodded with no guilt at all, then hugged Zhou Wei's arm and said, "Okay, let's go quickly! It was announced earlier that the paper is safe and sound, and tomorrow I will go to Su Mansion to propose a marriage to Zhou Yu."

After saying that, Yang Yu was stunned for a moment, "You said that I will come here once, why don't you invite Zhou Yu's marriage, so that there is a lot less talk."

Zhou Wei: "Who knows what you think."

When they arrived at the General's Mansion noisily all the way, they saw that Feng Yi was already waiting at the door with someone. It turned out that Zhou Wei had already sent someone to inform Feng Yi quickly after leaving the palace gate.

When the prince's decree was announced, the first people in the capital to be frightened were Lord Feng and Mrs. Feng. When Mrs. Feng heard the news from the maid, she smashed the porcelain in the room in anger.

Now that Feng Yi has become a princess, her son's status is not even more difficult, no! She must find a way to mess up the marriage.

"Come here, prepare me a post to go to the General's Mansion."

Yang Yu was eating ice-cold watermelon in the house at the moment, looking at the words book, she was so happy when she saw Dongmei come in with a message in her hand, "Madam, Madam Feng is here and is asking to see you at the door."

Yang Yu sneered, "I didn't expect her to be so restless, she couldn't wait to come to ask her guilt as soon as the imperial decree was issued."

"Go, invite her to the main courtyard, just as I want to discuss Feng Yi's dowry with her."

This kind of fat sheep delivered to the door is not slaughtered for nothing.

As soon as Dongmei heard Madam's tone, she knew that someone was going to be unlucky, and immediately responded cheerfully: "Okay!" She said and ran outside, not too hot.

Yang Yu hurriedly took a bite of the watermelon, and said to the ginkgo and peach blossoms, "You two, quickly touch up my makeup and dress me down a little."

Yang Yu didn't have time to change his clothes since he came back from the palace, so he was wearing his official costume to meet Mrs. Feng.

Because there were few people in the main courtyard, there was no ice basin there, and it was a little stuffy. Madam Feng was anxious now, and she could hardly sit still because of her dry body.

After sitting for a while and still not seeing Yang Yulai, I couldn't help getting up and asking, "Miss Dongmei, is there something wrong with Madam Zhou this week?"

Dongmei: "Mrs. Feng, please wait a moment. Madam will be here soon."

Yang Yu had already arrived while he was talking.

"Mrs. Feng, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Yang Yu rubbed his head as he walked in.

Looking at Yang Yu's pale face, Mrs. Feng also asked hypocritically, "Mrs. Zhou, who are you?"

Yang Yu waved the handkerchief in his hand and said indifferently, "It's okay, it's just that I'm tired from worrying about Feng Yi these days."

Hearing Yang Yu say this, Mrs. Feng didn't know what to say for a while, so she could only smile awkwardly.

"Mrs. Feng must also be here for Feng Yi's business!"

Mrs. Feng nodded and asked impatiently, "Why did the emperor suddenly want to marry Feng Yi, can Feng Yi agree?"

Yang Yu said with a smile: "This imperial decree is all down, what can Feng Yi do even if he doesn't agree."

Hearing this Mrs. Feng breathed a sigh of relief, she said with a smile, "Mrs. Zhou, maybe you have been with this kid Feng Yi for too short a time and you don't know him well. As long as he disagrees with him, even if the King of Heaven is here, he will be taken. no way."

"How about you ask General Zhou to think of a way to make the emperor take this imperial edict back?"

Looking at Madam Feng's whimsical look, Yang Yu couldn't help showing a hint of sarcasm, "What Madam Feng said, the emperor's imperial decree has been issued. Does it mean that it can be taken back if it can be taken back?"

"Furthermore, this Feng Yi is Lord Feng's son. Since you are so unhappy, why don't you let Lord Feng go to the emperor to recover his life."

Mrs. Feng was choked by Yang Yu, and Shan Shan smiled, "Isn't this how General Zhou's words work? Maybe the emperor can give General Zhou some face."

"My master can't."

Yang Yu: "Why not? Master Feng is Feng Yi's father, so he has the most right to speak."

"However, I think we should not think about it, let's think about how to prepare a dowry for Feng Yi!"

Mrs. Feng: "This... If Feng Yi doesn't agree, we'll prepare everything in vain."

Yang Yu smiled weakly, "You think too much about this, oh~ I forgot to tell you that this time the imperial decree is what Feng Yi asked me to ask the emperor for."

"Look, I just came back from the palace, and I haven't even changed my clothes yet."

Mrs. Feng was worried about it just now. She hadn't looked at Yang Yu carefully, and when she saw Yang Yu's official uniform, she immediately stood up and bowed respectfully to her.

A lady with a low rank like them would definitely salute to a super-first-rank official. When Mrs. Zhou came in just now, it would have been disrespectful for her not to salute.

After Madam Feng finished her salute, Yang Yu pretended to say, "Mrs Feng, what are you doing? We don't need to be so polite."

Mrs. Feng clenched her hands tightly, resisting the anger in her heart, and smiled softly: "This is what it should be."

"You just said that Feng Yi asked you to marry Princess Nishang."

Yang Yu nodded: "Yes!"

"Didn't I hold a banquet last time, and the two met at that banquet."

Mrs. Feng nodded perfunctorily: "Oh, but a small family like us, how can we still be a princess!"

"Why not?"

Yang Yu looked at Madam Feng sharply and said, "Feng Yi is a general personally appointed by the emperor, and his father also holds a title. How can you say that he is a small family."

Mrs. Feng's eyes trembled when she saw Yang Yu, "No... I didn't mean that."

Yang Yu asked back, "Then what do you mean?"

Mrs. Feng: "I'm not afraid that our place is too small to accommodate the princess."

"Look at the yard with three entrances and three exits where our family, old and young, live in a crowded place."

"How can a princess like this golden branches and jade leaves suffer such grievances?"

Yang Yu: "It's okay, we Mingren don't speak secretly. We all know about Princess Nishang, and she's not the one who cares."

When Mrs. Feng heard Yang Yu's words, she wiped the cold sweat on her forehead. It was obviously the hottest time, but now she was like falling into the ice cellar.

Now she regrets as much as she wants. She thought she could solve the princess Feng Yi's affairs, but she almost lost her family.

Thinking that Mrs. Feng suddenly had an epiphany, she hurriedly stood up and said to Yang Yu: "Mrs. Zhou, I suddenly remembered something. I haven't told the master about such a big news, so I'll go back first."