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Feng Ningyan thought so in her heart. It wasn't worth it for Hua Ruyu to ruin the mood of reuniting with her family. She nodded and said, "Alright, let's drink!"

Shen Ling Jue smiled as he poured a cup of wine for her. In Feng Wei's eyes, there was no need to mention how satisfied he was with his son-in-law.

"Yan'Er, your highness condescends to become a noble, and is talking about seniority with your father. Yet you, you don't know the rules, and you even had him pour wine and serve you well!"

Feng Ning Yan looked at her father in astonishment. "Father, why are you now helping us out …"

Shen Ling smiled silently.

Feng Wei glared. "What elbow? Prince Yu, your highness is a prince, privately, this is my family's young master! Sigh! It's my fault for being undisciplined! "Madam, please get someone to bring Yan'Er some books on the four virtues. This little girl is far from being as virtuous as you two sisters …"

Feng Ning Yan curled her lips, and took the wine pot from Shen Ling Jue's hands, pouring a full cup for him: "Royal Highness, drink up!"

Then she gave him another four or five pieces of meat. "Eat the meat, your highness."

Shen Ling Jue's smile became even wider, "My wife, there is no princess consort here, so you should call me husband."

Feng Ning Yan suddenly felt as if she had eaten a fish bone, and found it difficult to say anything.

Could she? No! If he shouted that, he would lose, and he would be "executed on the spot"!

Feng Wei stared at Feng Ningyan, even more dissatisfied. "Yan'er, His Highness Duke Yu is so magnanimous and magnanimous, why are you still so ignorant?"

Feng Ning Yan extended her leg and kicked fiercely towards Shen Ling Jue under the table, but he unexpectedly took precautions. He raised his long leg and dodged her kick, and instead, clamped onto her leg, not moving at all.

Feng Ningyan struggled and did not move. She angrily said, "I'm used to being respectful to Your Highness, is this also a mistake?"

Murong Yi noticed that the two of them were in a slightly odd situation. He hurriedly turned his head to look around before changing his title to call them "this".

"Husband, don't force Yan'Er. It's His Highness' decision if she doesn't change her personality." "How do you know that Your Highness doesn't like our Yan'Er's true nature?"

Shen Ling Jue held onto Feng Ning Yan's leg tightly and said to Feng Wei and Murong Yi sincerely, "That's right, I like my wife's fiery personality. Please rest assured father-in-law, I won't let her go."

It took Feng Ning Yan a lot of effort to get rid of his leg, she was already panting from the fatigue.

"Yan'Er, why are you sweating all over?"

Feng Wei finally discovered that his daughter was very strange.

Feng Ning Yan quickly explained, "Because … "It's hotter in Ningnan than in Beijing. My clothes are too thick …"

Feng Wei nodded his head. "That's perfect. Your Second Mother has already prepared the Hot Springs Courtyard. You and your highness will stay there tonight and properly wash off your sweat. As an imperial concubine, you shouldn't be too sloppy …"

"…" Feng Ningyan really didn't expect that her father would be waiting for her here.

Ever since she was young, she had been on the battlefield, often not taking a bath for a month. This married woman had sweated a little, and her father had urged her to take a bath at a hot spring. Isn't the difference between getting married and getting married too big?

Shen Ling Jue gave a faint smile, "Many thanks to Second Madam for arranging this. My wife always said she wanted to take a good bath, and also wanted a mandarin duck bath, didn't she?"

Feng Ning Yan's face reddened. "When did I …"

"Mandarin duck bath?" Feng Wei's old face reddened as he looked at Murong Yi. "Youngsters are truly full of tricks. Madam should remember to instruct the servants of the Hot Springs Courtyard to only arrange a soup sink."

"Father …"

Feng Ning Yan panicked and shouted, but before she could finish, Shen Ling Jue had already picked up a piece of chicken wing and stuffed it into her mouth.

He looked at her with incomparable concern and said, "My wife, this is all your favorite food. Eat more. After we finish eating, we'll go to the Hot Springs Courtyard. "

This dark guy!

Feng Ning Yan's nose turned sour, and two streams of tears fell from her eyes.

Was this his father! How to push your daughter into the soup sink at a critical moment.

That's not a soup pond, it's a fire pit...

"Yan'Er, why are you crying?!" When Feng Wei saw his daughter crying, he hurriedly took the chicken wings from her mouth, "Did you bite your tongue?"

"Father!" Feng Ning had to stand up. "I …" "I …"

She wanted to immediately say that she and Shen Ling Jue were faking a marriage, but the moment the words left her mouth, her courage was really lacking.

His father had been loyal to the king and patriotic his entire life, and he also cherished the reputation of the Feng family as if it were his life. A fake marriage was a crime of deceiving the king.

If Feng Ningyan had faked a marriage, with Feng Wei's impartial temperament, he would have definitely escorted her back to the capital to confess everything to the Emperor and take on the responsibility of asking for forgiveness.

This isn't the end. She might even be able to force her to marry Shen Ling with her sabre, to the point of being able to do it.

She felt extremely wronged. However, she could only gnash her teeth and say, "Chili Pepper has entered my eyes …"

Hearing that, Shen Ling Jue almost laughed out loud.

The more Murong Yi thought about it, the more he felt that the relationship between Feng Ning Yan and Shen Ling Jue was a little strange.

The two exchanged glances, but unlike the shy love of an ordinary newlywed couple, Feng Ningyan's face was filled with regret. She was obviously against Shen Lingjue's care and care.

She refused to call her husband; she refused to bathe in a mandarin duck. Her reaction was not to be shy, but to face a great enemy. What was going on?

Even though they were enemies, it didn't seem like that. Could it be that the two of them were faking marriage?

Thinking up to here, Murong Yi couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. This Yan'Er had been extremely daring since she was young, what kind of things couldn't she do?

The more Murong Yi looked at it, the more he felt that his guess was correct. However, he couldn't just directly ask Feng Ningyan: Are you and Yuwang faking a marriage?

When she thought of Hot Springs Villa, she smiled faintly and thought of a plan …

The next dish was the sweet and sour fish, which was also Feng Ningyan's favorite dish. However, the moment she tasted it, she felt sour. She could not help but frown and say, "Is this the sweet and sour fish? Could it be that the chef's disciple made it? "

Murong Yi hurriedly tasted it and said, "Eh? This is sweet, where's the acid? "

The two of them had completely different tastes. Feng Wei and Shen Ling Jue looked at each other in confusion, and also took a bite each.

"En, sour." Feng Wei and Shen Ling Jue said at the same time.

Thus, everyone turned their gazes towards Murong Yi.

Feng Ning Yan hurriedly grabbed Murong Yi's wrist and carefully examined his pulse. With a "puchi" sound, she laughed. "I was wondering how Fourth Aunt could eat so much. So …"

After saying that, she hurriedly extended her hand out towards Feng Wei. "Father! I suddenly remembered that you haven't thanked me for the matchmaker yet! "

Feng Wei stared blankly at her, then patted the back of her hand in confusion. "This child, what are you doing …"

When Murong Yi saw that Feng Ning Yan was done with her pulse, but didn't say anything and just asked for a red packet from Feng Wei, her face suddenly turned red and she lowered her head.

"Husband, this money should be given to Yan'er. "Do you know that the reason why my father was able to send me here directly is because Yan'Er helped you bring up your relationship …"

"What?" Feng Wei was shocked and embarrassed, "Yan'Er is proposing for me?!"

Feng Ningyan laughed. "That's right, your daughter is so filial and filial. She was afraid that you would be lonely before she went to the capital, so she shamelessly proposed marriage to Grandfather. "As the saying goes, a sour child is spicy. Now, your father's son already has one. Isn't it a bit too stingy not to give him money?"

"Son?" Feng Wei instantly stood up, held Murong Yi's hand, and asked in pleasant surprise, "Madam, you have it?"