After the divorce, the princess was forced to raise a sickly villain

Hong Yu turned to look at Feng Jinzhi's leaving figure. When he walked out of the courtyard, he looked back and asked quietly: "Do you think he will kneel down and kowtow from the gate of Princess Mansion to Feng Mansion?"

Wen Zhan said calmly: "Yes."

"But if he does this, he will lose face."

"For those who put profit first, face is not valuable." Wen Zhan's voice was very calm. "When necessary, family affection or dignity can actually be abandoned."

His father used to be very fond of his legitimate son Wen Li, but for the position of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, couldn't he still beat him at will?

For people who are obsessed with profit, family affection and dignity are insignificant things.

The third prince is now in a difficult situation, and Feng Jinzhi knows very well that the only person who can save the situation for the third prince now is the eldest princess.

Without the financial support of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and at the same time about to turn against the King of Zhenbei, unless the Feng family was hopelessly stupid, they would never choose to have a stalemate with Chu Qinghuang.

They don't have the courage.

"Oh." Hong Yu sighed lowly, "The world of adults is really complicated. You have to scheme against others, protect yourself, and always think about how to act...I feel exhausted just thinking about it."

At this point, his tone suddenly became brisk: "I think it would be better to be the servant of Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess. I can wear beautiful clothes, eat delicious food, and occasionally come over to compete for favors. My little life is extremely comfortable."

As soon as he said this, the other three people all turned to look at him.

"What are you doing?" Hong Yu was alert, "Why are you all looking at me like that? Am I wrong?"

"You are quite right." Qi Ling smiled, "But now you should think carefully about what kind of excuse you should find to deal with the questions from Her Royal Highness the Princess. It seems that you still have no idea about the origin of the clothes you are wearing. No reasonable explanation was given.”

Competing for favor is not something that can be won casually. If you are not careful, you may even lose your life.

Hearing this, Hong Yu looked down at the clothes on his body and couldn't help but mutter: "I said I picked it up, but His Highness didn't believe it. What can I do?"

"Do you think His Highness is a three-year-old child?"

Hong Yu frowned: "What should we do? If we can't give an explanation, will we have to kneel here all the time?"

"Probably."

Hong Yu's face fell, and he said dejectedly: "I am delicate and frail, I can't bear it."

"Can't you bear it?" Qi Ling sneered, "You want to be a favored servant, but you can't bear this little hardship, so what else can you do?"

Hong Yu retorted: "Winning favors depends on beauty, not hard work."

Qi Ling said: "Beauty is the least valuable here, your Royal Highness."

Besides, Chu Qinghuang's heart is made of iron and stone, and I'm afraid there is no concept of pity for her yet.

The four of them knelt at the foot of the palace steps, chatting incessantly. It seemed that they had forgotten Chu Qinghuang's order to keep silent. Even the content of their chat was a bit bold.

However, Chu Qinghuang was too lazy to pay attention and just caught up on his sleep in the palace. It didn't last long and he woke up at noon.

Fucang handed over a cup of tea at the right time: "Feng Jinzhi followed the master's wishes and knelt from outside the princess's residence to Feng's house. Many people watched the excitement along the way. Prime Minister Feng was so angry that he almost fainted."

Chu Qinghuang was silent for a moment, then actually knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times before going back?

Should I say that Feng Jin is capable of bending and stretching, or is he too loyal to Chu Tianyin?

Chu Qinghuang reached out to take the tea cup, stood up and walked to the window. Looking at the four people who were still kneeling relaxedly after half a day, a dark color flashed in his eyes.

"Master really decides to forgive him?"

"Who do you forgive?" Chu Qinghuang asked casually, "Oh, you mean Feng Jinzhi?"

Fu Cang lowered his head and said, "This subordinate has gone too far."

"Well, I intend to forgive him."

Fucang pursed his lips and remained silent. There was no emotion on his usually dull face.

"Go down and ask someone to pack up all the things belonging to Feng Jinzhi in Wutong Garden and send them to the Feng family in a carriage. Tell him that I have forgiven him for his previous offenses and will not pursue them again in the future." Chu Qinghuang ordered, "And tell the Feng family that I have divorced Feng Jinzhi. From now on, male and female marriages will have nothing to do with each other."

Fu Cang was silent for a moment, and his expression was obviously a bit relaxed, "Yes, I will do it now."

With that said, he turned around and left, quickly opening the door and ducking out.

Chu Qinghuang stood alone in front of the window for a while, taking a sip of tea with her eyes closed, quietly waiting for news from the palace.

…

From Zhuque Street to Changming Street, there were too many people gathered on the road, including children of powerful people, girls from aristocratic families, maids, servants...and of course the Jinwu Guards who maintained order and patrolled the imperial city.

Everyone looked at the disgraced and embarrassed heir of the Feng family with wide eyes and surprised expressions.

"I heard that the Prince Consort was divorced by Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess. I wonder what kind of tricks he is up to today. Is this a way to atone for his sins?"

"It's really sad that the dignified legitimate son of the Feng family ended up in such an embarrassing situation."

"I heard that Her Royal Highness the Princess liked this consort in the past, but why suddenly..."

"It's not that Feng Jinzhi doesn't know good and bad." Someone sneered, "I heard that the eldest princess used to like Feng Jinzhi very much, but this prince-in-law was ungrateful and either abused or humiliated her in front of the eldest princess. The princess’s patience has run out.”

"So, today's suffering is his own fault?"

From time to time, carriages would pass by on the long street. The dignitaries obviously liked to watch the excitement. When they passed by here, they all made way for Feng Jinzhi. They were polite and humble, and resolutely did not hinder his sincerity of kneeling three times and knocking nine times.

A luxurious carriage stopped by the side, and the person in the carriage said casually: "Did the princess divorce Feng Jinzhi?"

The voice was as beautiful as the sound of nature, with an unparalleled noble and holy demeanor.

"Yes."

"Heh." A chuckle sounded, revealing a bit of laziness, a bit of carelessness, and coldness, "Not bad."

Not bad?

What's not bad?

The subordinates on both sides of the carriage had questions in their hearts, but they didn't dare to ask. They bowed their heads respectfully, just pretending not to hear this ambiguous compliment.