Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 32
Fengyang Pavilion.

The beautiful figure sat slumped in the seat, with dry tears on her slightly immature cheeks, full of grievances.

After three days of rioting, most of the remaining anger dissipated, but the resentment in his heart increased day by day.

The corners of his eyes looked past the soldiers standing outside the hall, and the golden brilliance under his nails shone brightly, stinging his eyes.

Thinking of the one-month confinement, the suppressed anger in Princess Gao Yang's heart faintly raged, and it swept across the thin-necked flower basket on the desk.

There was a dull tinkling sound, Mei Mou stared at the intact vase, and was slightly taken aback.

She twisted the vase with plain hands, and the delicate and soft texture came from her fingertips. Princess Gao Yang felt bitter in her heart, and she shed tears uncontrollably.

There was a touch of helplessness in the crying voice, intermittently.

"You... you bully me too, the vase...can't you let me drop it?"

rustling.

There were footsteps coming, and they bowed in front of the weeping figure holding the vase.

Considering Princess Gaoyang's irritable temper, Xiaocui, who was the only one who communicated with her inside and outside the palace, was extremely cautious, she didn't dare to approach her within five feet of her, she held her clothes and spoke obsequiously.

"His Royal Highness, the Poetry Society... There is news from the Poetry Society."

Her tear-stained cheeks lifted slightly, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly on her crying makeup, Princess Gao Yang stood up and grabbed the backing figure, inexplicably nervous when she asked.

"how?"

"Who won the championship? Could it be Li Xian, the damn kid?"

Feeling a little terrified by those eyes, coupled with the strong strength from the bare hands on her shoulders, Xiao Cui hurriedly shook her head and waved her hands.

"No, no, Li Xian didn't write any poems at the poetry meeting, so he looked drowsy."

"On the contrary, Mr. Fang Yiai of Fangfu showed his skills and wrote countless poems. The first one won the applause of His Majesty. I think it must be Mr. Fang who won the first prize."

Princess Gao Yang was slightly taken aback, and in a moment, the nervous look on her face disappeared.

Haha.

Hahaha.

A relieved smile appeared on his tear-stained cheeks.

Let go of Xiaocui, walked to the chair and sat down, boldly placed the vase in her hand on the desk, and clapped her hands repeatedly.

"Okay! Okay! It's better if it's not that kid!"

"That kid Li Xian is just an ignorant dude, and he probably won't be able to win the ranking."

Giggling and silver bell laughter filled Gong Yu, but the originally melodious voice sounded inexplicably harsh at the moment, Xiaocui frowned slightly when she saw the tear-stained and happy figure hanging on the seat.

It seems that Princess Gao Yang is very hostile to Li Xian this time, I am afraid that the Li family will not have many good days in the future.

The figure laughing happily stopped suddenly, froze on the spot, the laughter stopped abruptly, and asked questions suddenly.

"How did it end?"

"As an imperial enshrined by the imperial father's side, his leaving like this must have angered the imperial father, right?"

"What crime did the father commit? Did he lose his official position? Put him in prison?"

The gloating look hung on the crying flower makeup, which looked extraordinarily weird, Xiaocui's eyes reflected the figure approaching step by step, the excitement on her face made people feel a little bit of panic, and her faltering voice came out slowly.

"No... no."

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, he left the stage halfway without saying anything, and Li Xian... Li Xian also left the stage halfway."

"Afterwards, after the poetry meeting... no guilt was laid down."

Princess Gao Yang's body was shocked suddenly, and she stopped in her footsteps.

The smile on his face gradually dissipated, and turned into a gloomy look.

Can't help but take two steps back, raised her jade arm and pointed at Xiaocui, shaking her head again and again.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

"He is just the son of a prince, how could the emperor protect him so much! It's impossible!"

Scenes from the past suddenly came to mind.

In the Taiji Hall, the father suddenly became furious and scolded himself sharply.

The half-month ban was extended again and again until January.

Let no one plead...

The timid voice exclaimed the moment Princess Gao Yang swayed to her seat.

"your Highness."

"Go away! Go away!"

A roar came from the mouth of the slumped figure, Princess Gao Yang leaned back on the seat, her eyes filled with tears were streaming down.

"You...you...are bullying me..."

……

Housing.

boom.

Slapping the desk with a big palm, Fang Yiai stared at the figure opposite and uttered angrily.

"Brother Chang, why? Why is Li Xian so favored in the court?"

"Rewarding ministers is the king's decision. How could His Majesty listen to a kid's words?"

Fang Yizhi seemed calmer as the voice of discontent lingered in his ears, a pair of pupils gleamed with a gloomy light on his gloomy face.

Unhurriedly squeezed the teacup on the desk, put it to his mouth and took a sip before opening his mouth slowly.

"It's surprising that this kid is so blessed."

Glancing at Fang Yiai from the corner of the eye, Fang Yizhi said in a deep voice.

"Brother, even if you win the first place in the poetry competition."

"Your status as the number one talented scholar in the capital will also be moved."

The sound of heavy breathing was very clear in the quiet house, and Fang Yiai's resentful and anxious face was flushed with a blush.

"Staying firmly by His Majesty's side, it's amazing that this kid soars into the sky."

"But right now... what should we do now? Our Fangfu can't just go down like this!"

"The foundation laid by my father cannot be squandered in our hands! Brother Chang, you should think of a way!"

Fang Yizhi, who was holding the cup, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the sharp light in his eyes was fleeting.

Slowly put down the teacup, turned her head to look at Fang Yiai.

"You are still young, and you can care about the prestige of the Fangfu. The elder brother is quite happy."

"It's not impossible to say that there is no way, it just depends on whether you are willing or not."

Hearing this, Fang Yiai's eyes flashed with light, and she leaned forward.

"Brother, please speak."

With a long breath of relief, Fang Yizhi spoke peacefully and slowly.

"Li Xian was just an unknown person in the Li family before, and his prestige is not as good as his two younger brothers."

"It's just relying on the extremely stupid rhetoric of the night banquet, and thanks to the grace of Yin, he later married Princess Gaoyang and became a man of power in the imperial court with the royal gift of Hanlin enshrined."

Knocking his knuckles on the desk, Fang Yizhi made a low voice.

"Why can't we take shortcuts?"

"With the prestige of Fangfu, I beg His Majesty to marry the princess, so why worry that Fangfu can't catch up?"

hiss~
Fang Yi's heart didn't feel the slightest chill.

Marry a princess?

It is a certainty that Princess Gaoyang will marry the Li family.

Brother Chang, you want me to marry other princesses?

Thinking of this, Fang Yi's heart sank suddenly, his complexion turned pale, and a sharp pain suddenly hit his heart.

In this way, I and Princess Gao Yang are completely destined to have nothing to do with each other!
But at present, Princess Gaoyang would rather die than marry, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Is it possible to make myself reluctantly give up, for the sake of the future of Fangfu?
The fist was gradually clenched in the hand, the nails were deeply embedded in the palm, trembling faintly.

The heart vibrated violently like a pair of sharp blades, piercing into the heart inch by inch, causing the pale figure to wrinkle his face in pain and faintly tremble.

With both hands on Fang Yi'ai's shoulders, calm words slowly swayed from the top of her head.

"Yi Ai, as the elder brother, I can understand your state of mind."

"Brother Chang is already married and has a wife. If not, why would a junior like you have to carry it?"

After patting twice, Fang Yizhi walked out slowly, and a soft voice came over the moment he left the house.

"You, think about it."

(End of this chapter)