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Chapter 508 Going the opposite direction

Zhou Chang thought so, and Feng Ming also agreed.

But Emperor Lin finally spoke again: "Rui'er has a point..."

"No, I don't want that. I just want a divorce and don't want to have anything to do with her anymore." Feng Ming interrupted, determined not to let that happen.

"You..." The Emperor finally gathered some strength and pointed his finger, "This is related to the royal family's dignity. It has nothing to do with whether you are willing or not."

Using "face" to pressure others again.

Concubine Yi, Gu, helped the emperor calm down and advised him, "Your Majesty has not been feeling well these past few days, so Prince Yi should not make your father angry again. In any case, to depose a concubine, the Ministry of Rites must be ordered to revoke her title. It is not as simple as ordinary people putting their fingerprints on a divorce letter as Your Majesty thinks. Moreover, there is no such thing as 'divorce by peace' in the royal family. It is better to say divorce."

But Emperor Lin was furious, and Feng Ming could not think of a better reason.

"Divorce me if you want." Zhou Chang immediately regained control of Prince Yi. "If your Majesty is not afraid of losing face, then issue a decree to strip me of my title and withdraw my imperial edict. Let the world know. I can bear it anyway."

She is going to do the opposite and see who cares more about face.

"You, you..." Emperor Lin's breath, which had just been taken steady, began to become difficult again.

Concubine Yi, Gu, stared at the "aggressive" Zhou Chang and became hesitant.

Prince Duan slapped the armrest of his wheelchair, pretending to be heartbroken: "What's the difficulty? Father, isn't what I just said the most reasonable way? Not to mention deposing a princess, it's not uncommon for emperors to depose empresses since ancient times, but I've only heard of royal dethronements, but I've never heard of a princess being able to stay or leave at will. That would be a disgrace."

Having said this, Emperor Lin's face became increasingly darker.

Zhou Chang originally wanted to argue with him, but to take the matter seriously, it also touched the bottom line of the royal family.

In the past few days, she was busy accompanying Feng Ming in his sadness and didn't think too much.

Now it seems that things are not as simple as she thought, nor are they something that can be resolved once Yuan Qi leaves. Instead, he has left such a big mess for Prince Yi.

Feng Ming had been drinking and not eating for days. He only woke up yesterday after receiving the imperial edict. He was exhausted. He could hold on just now, but now he was exhausted. He knelt on the ground again: "Father, please think twice. It won't hurt anyone if we keep a low profile on this matter."

The Emperor was also ill and in poor health. He was soft-hearted but still had to consider his face, so he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, there is no need to issue an order. Let the Ministry of Rites draft an imperial edict to demote him and then strip him of his title, and that will be the end of it."

"Isn't this against etiquette?" Concubine Yi, Gu, was obviously worried.

"There's nothing unreasonable about it. Father doesn't want to lose face, and neither does your son. It's better to forget about the imperial edict. Well... your son will write the divorce letter himself." The emperor gave in, and Feng Ming immediately seized the opportunity. "Anyway, from now on, as long as she is no longer Princess Jinning, and no longer Princess Yi, that's enough."

Emperor Lin still had a gloomy face and said nothing.

"Please allow me, father." Feng Ming kowtowed again.

The Emperor was in poor health to begin with, and was unwilling to spend too much time on such matters. He glanced hesitantly at Concubine Yi, Gu.

Gu also sighed.

Emperor Lin made up his mind: "Forget it, I'll do as you say."

"Thank you...Father." The word "thank you" came out of Feng Ming's throat, and it was like a knife scraping across his throat. He collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

Prince Duan raised his chin and glanced at Feng Ming, saying indifferently, "Since your ninth brother's wedding failed to bring good luck, and I don't know if your father's recent poor health was affected by this incident. You should take this opportunity to find a noble lady for your ninth brother, and bring good luck to your father once again, so as to stop the gossips."

Consort Yi, Gu, also echoed the sentiment: "Your Majesty, Rui'er is right. No matter how low-key we try, this matter has already spread like wildfire. In order to restore the reputation of our royal family, His Royal Highness Prince Yi should be allowed to remarry, and it should be a proper lady from a famous family, so as to calm the gossip, right?"

"Since the imperial concubine said so and she has been in charge of the six palaces for many years, I think there is a good candidate." The Emperor rubbed his temples with his hand on his forehead.

Concubine Yi, Gu, helped to massage her, and smiled kindly: "I can name a few candidates, but I think the daughter of the Taifu Ling family is the best..."

The emperor, the imperial concubine, and Prince Duan, the three of them together are considered a complete family.

Feng Ming remained kneeling on the ground, and the conversation between the three people seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Since it was irrelevant, I slowly stood up, stood there until my legs regained some feeling, and then walked out.

"Hey, you..." Prince Duan seemed to want to call Feng Ming.

Feng Ming then turned around in a daze, and said in a cold and careless voice: "I won't marry anyone."

Afterwards, he didn't know how he got out of the Winter Warm Pavilion. The moment he saw the skinny monkey, he fell on him.

Skinny Monkey helped Feng Ming out of the palace, and the two of them drove back to Prince Yi's Mansion.

Feng Ming didn't say a word all the way, and when he was helped off the carriage, he was still in a daze.

Before he even stepped onto the steps, Li Fu had already come up to him and bowed, "Your Majesty, you are back."

When Feng Ming saw Li Fu, he thought of Uncle Qiu again, and his heart felt like it was being stabbed with needles.

From then on, not only did he never see Uncle Qiu again, he also lost Yuan Qi forever.

When I thought about losing Yuan Qi, the overwhelming pain overwhelmed everything.

Skinny Monkey was supported and walked towards the mansion.

It was difficult to get back to the study step by step.

As soon as he sat down, Zhong Yu followed in.

Feng Ming had been drained of all his strength and didn't want to say a word.

Zhong Yu, however, stood in front of him and refused to leave.

Seeing Zhong Yu's worried and anxious face, Feng Ming finally couldn't hold back and burst into tears: "Sir, they asked me to write a letter of divorce."

Zhong Yuzhang opened his mouth, as if to comfort him, but when the words came to his mouth they turned into: "Your Highness, there are some things I have wanted to say for a long time but have never said them. Now I have to say them."

"But I can't write..." Feng Ming's eyes fell on the table.

This table, pen holder, and all the furnishings in this study were given by Yuan Yu for his wedding with Yuan Qi.

Zhong Yu had been looking at Feng Ming's lost soul for a long time. He sighed heavily, first sent the skinny monkey out, then turned around and closed the study door. Then he said to Feng Ming solemnly across the table: "Your Highness, you can't go on like this. The situation is changing right before your eyes. You can't keep indulging in love affairs."

Feng Ming did not refute. Originally, Yuan Qi belonged to Wen Qingyan.

Yuan Qi will leave sooner or later, but he doesn't know when he started to feel reluctant to leave, or even started to forget.

Zhong Yu had obviously been holding back for a long time. Without waiting for Feng Ming to react, he continued, "Thinking back to the time when I met the prince, I had already given up hope in this world. I was just a worthless life. If it weren't for the hard-earned sperm of my father and the blood of my mother, I would have died long ago. I survived alone, but I was just taking care of myself and living out the rest of my life. But the prince had just left the palace for less than a year to build a mansion, and the mansion happened to be in need of a clerk to do the accounting. Thank you for not abandoning me and taking me in. I saw that the prince, at a young age, had a heart that ordinary people could not have, and a heart of compassion for the world. At that time, I thought, if Your Highness was of such status, and one day he could ascend to the supreme position, wouldn't he be able to benefit all the people and benefit the common people?"