Queen of flowers - Chapter 48

Yong Ruo thought that the imperial power was supreme!
In that era, the emperor could sentence anyone to death without trial.

Not to mention, apart from the open fire, there were a lot of hidden arrows. If the emperor wanted to kill her, could she escape? What could Feng Liao do?

She didn’t want her life to turn into a dog-blood drama. Why should she commit what was restricted by those “honorable” people?

“I …” Feng Liao hesitated, “I won’t let things go that far! Otherwise, I won’t have considered the second option …”

Yong Ruo finally raised her eyes and looked at him and said, “Young master, please listen to me. When you have no way to go, you are forced to retreat. Instead of touching the nail by yourself first, just retreat. I pick the second option! In this way, the emperor and your mother will not be hateful towards me, and my life will be much easier! “

“But … but, I am unwilling to give up without a fight, I don’t want you to be wronged!”

On Yon Ruo’s face, which was full of tears, a smirk appeared, “In fact, I’m not being wronged! I can marry, even as a concubine, it’s my blessing in this life!” Otherwise, her life would be more difficult.

Feng Liao’s fingers gently stroked her cheek, feeling an unprecedented pain in his heart.

Yong Ruo smiled again and said softly, “Young master, although the position is important, life is more valuable. I don’t want to be disgusted and rejected by my husband’s family for a false name. Excluding my husband, every family member will be my enemy… Life will be more grieved and hard than being a concubine! Like you, I don’t want to be tired at all! As long as the young master has no other woman, I don’t wish for the title of the princess on my head. Although we don’t have the name of a husband and wife, we are a couple. If we could be harmonious, there will be no regret in life! “

Feng Liao’s face was gradually stained with deep sadness and grief. His eyes were getting wet …

Suddenly, he took a step forward and suddenly pulled Yong Ruo into his arms. He hugged her tightly, and said with an extremely choked voice, “I will never fail you! Yong girl … I swear to heaven … never in this life I will fail you! “

His true feelings revealed, making Yong Ruo’s heart suddenly soft.

“Okay! I believe you!” She patted his back gently and said very softly, “Call me Ruo Ruo!” She felt him calling her “Yong girl” a bit strange.

“Ruo Ruo …” Feng Liao whispered, and said again, “Ruo Ruo …”

“Yes?”

“I’ll give you another nickname! What if I don’t want to call you by your maiden name?”

“What else?”

“Qing Qing’s (love) is the color of red plums, the soul of the hidden red plum blossoms is like the incarnation of red plums. I might call you … Mei Qing!”

“Mei Qing …” Yong Ruo smiled, “alright!”

“If there is no one, you call me Rong Shen!”

“Okay! Rong Shen,” she called without hesitation. In fact, she wanted to call him “Liao Liao,” but in this era, apart from the elders, others didn’t address people by their first name.

After tasting this warm and sweet time, Feng Liao said a little timidly, “Can you lend me your handkerchief?”

Yong Ruo couldn’t help smiling, “Okay! But you have to let go of me first!”

Feng Liao seemed to be scalded, and by conditioned reflex loosened his arm and jumped back.

But before Yong Ruo could see his appearance, he raised his head to the side, desperately holding his sleeve to block his face, like he lost face. Unfortunately, he was wearing an arrow sleeve today, and the sleeve was not wide. It blocked his forehead and exposed his chin.

Yong Ruo thought that he was so cute!

Pulling out the handkerchief in her sleeve and handing it over, she couldn’t help but make a joke, “Shall I help wipe Young Master’s face?”

Feng Gongzi’s head was lowered again, and his bright chin was stained with a smile. He still covered his face with his sleeves, and said in a serious pretending tone, “Don’t laugh!”

He saw the handkerchief she handed under the sleeve, and quickly yanked it with the other hand, turned around, and wiped his face.

After using it for a while, Feng Gongzi stopped, kept the handkerchief in his cuff, and turned around.

His eyes, which had just been washed away by tears, were slightly red, but extremely clear, and had a particularly pure feeling.

“The handkerchief is dirty. I’ll wash it before I return it to you!” He looked at her and said. There was a slight blush on his face.

“Will the Young Master wash the handkerchief?” Yong Ruo said intentionally.

She didn’t know if he was going to wash the handkerchief with his own hands, rather than give it to a maidservant.

“No, but I can learn.”

“Then after you have washed it, you must return it. Don’t keep it.”

When Yong Ruo was about to speak again, Yong Miao rushed over and said, “Sister, mother is awake! She wants to see you … and brother Feng Gongzi.”

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