Chapter 54

  Meng Fu Ying's lips curled into a faint cold smile, Ah, being used by him was also her honor?

  Is it? Being used by others is still her honor, because she has the value of being used.

  She just didn't think Xuan Yuan Fan would hit back for her, no matter what the reason was, she was grateful in her heart.

  Didn't want to continue listening, Meng Buxiang lightly released the weeping willow in her hand, letting it brush against her cheek, leaving a faint red mark, wiping out the dull pain, and adding several points to the cold smile at the corner of her lips.

  Slowly turning around, continuing to walk forward, at this moment, there is no longer the contemplation of just now on his face, only the usual calmness and indifference.

  Qing Zhu followed behind her, with a hint of worry in his eyes, but he didn't dare say anything more.

  However, the empress ordered her to go to the princess's side, so Qing Zhu took her to the princess's bedroom.

  Xuanyuan Jing, the ninth princess of the Xuanyuan dynasty, has already turned twenty, but she still hasn't gotten married.

  At that time, the Crown Prince of Beiyuan, Dongfang Shuo, came to propose a marriage, but she refused to marry him even if it meant death. It is said that at that time, she had once hanged herself in an attempt to commit suicide, fortunately, she was discovered early and rescued back.

  In 'her' memory, Xuan Yuanjing was indeed very considerate of 'her', and never bullied her like others did.

  Entering the Fragrant Pavilion, Meng Bufei was taken aback for a moment. As a princess, the room's furnishings were extremely simple, yet amidst the simplicity, there was no lack of elegance. In the light and gentle atmosphere, there was an extra touch of warmth. The moment she stepped in, Meng Bufei's mood felt much lighter, and she took a liking to this place.

  "You're here." Xuan Yuan Jing only glanced at her and said lightly, without any enthusiastic greeting, and continued to work on the wedding dress in her hands.

  "En." Meng Fu Ying was taken aback for a moment, but her eyes sparkled with a few strands of gentle laughter, she liked this kind of casualness.

  She herself sat down casually in front of her, and the palace maid quickly set out tea and snacks.

  "What? It seems there's no joy of a bride-to-be." Xuan Yuan raised his eyes again, seeing Meng Fu Ying's calm face, slightly raised an eyebrow, and finally put down the embroidery in his hand.

  "Do you think I should show more excitement?" Meng Cuiying's eyes also stared straight at her, with a hint of probing in her voice.

  Xuanyuan's eyes widened slightly, "Seventh Brother is so excellent, you should be beaming with joy now."

  In a low voice, with a hint of laughter, yet also very certain, her seventh brother was the best man in the world.

  "Isn't Dongfang Shuo excellent?" Meng Fu Ying's eyebrows slightly raised, and she asked back in a low voice. Although she hadn't been here for long, she had also heard many things about Dongfang Shuo. He should be evenly matched with Xuan Yuan Ye.

  Xuanyuan Jing's face sank slightly, the corners of his lips twitching with a hint of bitterness, but he quickly covered it up. He glanced at the palace maid beside him and said in a low voice, "You all go down."

  "Yes." The palace maidens responded respectfully and slowly backed away, Qing Zhu hesitated for a moment before following them out.

  Xuanyuan Jing raised his eyes again and looked at Meng Fu Ying, with a few more inquiring, "Don't you want to marry Seventh Brother?"

  Actually, this question is somewhat redundant, after all, from the moment Meng Cuo entered the door, she had a vague feeling.

  "I want to choose my own happiness." Meng Fu Ying paused for a moment, then said with a serious face, and for some reason, when facing Xuan Yuan Jing, she had an absolute trust.

  So she didn't have any disguise at this moment, even if Xuan Yuan Jing was Xuan Yuan Ye's own sister.

  She knew that Xuan Yuan Jing's refusal to marry back then was also because she wanted to choose her own happiness.

  "You wouldn't be thinking of defying the imperial edict, would you?" Xuan Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of astonishment flashed in her pupils. After all, guessing was one thing, but hearing Meng Fu Ying admit it herself, she couldn't help but feel surprised, even though she had been just as reckless back then.

  "Defying the edict will cost you your life." Meng Fu Ying's lips twitched violently, and she spoke with great dissatisfaction. She indeed wanted to defy the edict, but if she really did, she feared that her head would be chopped off on the spot.

  Xuanyuan's lips also twitched a few times, and his body slightly leaned towards Meng Fuyao's side, lowering his voice to ask, "Then what do you plan to do?"

  Meng Fu Ying slightly furrowed her brow, she just hadn't thought of a way yet and didn't know what to do.

  "That year, I was forced to death, my father pitied me, so he fulfilled me." Xuan Yuan's eyes didn't see her respond, his double pupils slightly gazed forward, slowly recalling.

  "I'm not going to joke about my own life." Meng Fu Ying glanced at her mouth with extreme disapproval, she had died once before, so she valued life extremely highly and wouldn't easily joke about it.

  Xuanyuan's plan succeeded, but it was also extremely dangerous. If he hadn't been discovered in time, perhaps...

  So, Xuan Yuan's method is unacceptable.

  It seemed as if Xuan Yuan's eyes had seen through Meng Fu Ying's thoughts, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up into a faint smile. He then slowly said, "Actually, back then, I had cut the rope beforehand, so even if it hadn't been discovered in time, the rope would have broken on its own."

  "Ah! Meng Fu Ying was taken aback, her eyes suddenly widened and stared straight at her. When she saw her smiling face, she couldn't help but smile too, 'Hehe...'"

  This princess, she really likes from her heart.

  Two people face each other and smile, everything is in that gentle laughter, two hearts also instantly get closer.

  Friendship is just this simple.

  Meng Fu Ying found her first bosom friend in this ancient time.

  However, even so, Xuan Yuan's method still doesn't work on her because Father is not around. Although the Empress Dowager dotes on her, this matter, the Empress Dowager is the most enthusiastic about it, so perhaps she won't be able to fulfill her wish either.

  And if she fails with that method, then there will be no more opportunities afterwards.

  "Everyone envies the glory and nobility of the imperial family, but I really want to escape..." Xuan Yuan's eyes suddenly let out a soft sigh, murmuring somewhat helplessly.