The tyrant family read my heart and doted on me.

"..."

Eunuch?

Feng Tianzhu was speechless for a long time, and without thinking, he blurted out: "Your father is the eunuch."

The newly settled emperor sneezed violently. He pulled the quilt and muttered, "It's too late. Which bastard is talking about me?"

After Feng Tianzhu finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong. He slapped his mouth and said, "My stinky mouth."

Looking at Jiujiu: "Feng Jiujiu, you are so scary when you are drunk."

After a pause, Feng Tianzhu said unhappily, "I wish you will have eight sons in the future."

"No, no, no, eight sons are not lethal." Feng Tianzhu said to himself, "With the strength of you and Dijiang, raising eighty sons is no problem."

"Wish you……"

"Wish you……"

"you……"

Feng Tianzhu looked at the faintly visible stars in the sky and thought for a long time. Finally, he said mischievously: "Feng Jiujiu, I wish you and Dijiang will be infertile, hahahaha."

The secret guard hiding in the dark, protecting Jiujiu: When these two people tell jokes, each one is more vicious than the other.

In the end, the two of them fell drunk and fell asleep on the cold stone table. It was the secret guards who were hiding in the dark to protect Jiujiu who carried the two of them to their residence and laid them on the bed to sleep.

The next day, Jiujiu woke up with a terrible headache. She couldn't remember clearly what happened yesterday. After getting up, washing up, she went to have dinner with her father and mother, and forgot about Feng Tianzhu.

Feng Tianzhu waited anxiously for a long time, but there was no news from Jiujiu.

He thought Jiujiu was waiting for lunch or dinner before calling him. After all, lunch and dinner took longer, the dishes were more sumptuous, and he could spend more time with his father.

Unexpectedly, a whole day passed and Feng Jiujiu still didn't look for him.

The next day, after breakfast, Feng Jiujiu had just returned from dinner with the emperor when Feng Tianzhu came to her door with a look of resentment.

Jiujiu looked at him in bewilderment and commented, "Brother Seventeen, your resentment looks heavier than that of the Evil Sword Immortal. No, no, no, your resentment can feed ten Evil Sword Immortals."

"Who is the Evil Sword Immortal?"

"..."

[Forgot, he didn't know the Evil Sword Immortal. ]

[I don’t understand what I’m saying.]

"No one." Jiujiu asked, "I don't know why Brother Seventeen came to see Jiujiu."

"Why?" Feng Tianzhu said resentfully, "Feng Jiujiu, have you forgotten everything you promised me?"

"Promise someone something?" Jiujiu was confused: "What did I promise?"

"You, you, you..." Feng Tianzhu was about to cry out of grievance, "Have you really forgotten? You really don't remember anything at all?"

"What's going on?"

"Last night, in the Imperial Garden, under the peach tree, we drank together. Do you remember?"

"Yes, I remember." Jiujiu nodded.

"Then what did we talk about?" Feng Tianzhu asked uncomfortably.

Was he really happy for nothing?

Is it true that his wish cannot be fulfilled?

Jiujiu tilted his head and thought for a long time, then shook his head. He had really forgotten and didn't know anything.

Feng Tianzhu: “…”

Oh my god, you are kidding me.

Feng Tianzhu looked at Jiujiu weakly for a few times, and in the end did not make things difficult for Jiujiu, but turned and left.

Perhaps it was fate that he and his father were destined to be like strangers and could not be as intimate as an ordinary father and son.

Never mind, he accepted his fate.

But why couldn't she control her tears? Feng Tianzhu raised her hand to wipe away her tears, not wanting anyone to see.

Jiujiu looked at his distraught back, rubbed his temple and asked, "What did I promise him? It doesn't look like a small matter."

"How could I forget it?"

"Princess, don't worry, the new clothes have been delivered, would you like to take a look?"

"New Year's Eve is coming soon, wear it for the New Year's Eve banquet."

Jiujiu thought, maybe without thinking about it deliberately, she could think of it. She and Jinkui went to see the newly delivered clothes. They were all red palace dresses, festive colors, and the styles were also Jiujiu's favorite.

But, Jiujiu said: "I don't like any of these."

"Let the Ministry of Internal Affairs redo it!"

"No red, any other color will do."

Jin Kui looked at Jiujiu in confusion: "Don't want red? Hasn't the princess always liked red the best?" In the past, many of the princess's clothes were red, with only different styles, which was enough to show the princess' preference.

Why has it changed now?

"Jinkui, just go if the princess asks you to." Nanny Gui understood what was going on and interrupted.

"Oh." Jin Kui didn't ask any more questions and went downstairs.

Nanny Gui stepped forward and carefully asked Jiujiu, "Princess, what do you think of purple?" Purple is the most noble color. If the princess doesn't want to wear red, purple will be the most suitable color.

"Well, yes."

"Then Princess, I will go and speak to the Ministry of Internal Affairs in person."

"it is good."

Aunt Gui left.

Jiujiu continued to think about it, and after thinking for a long time, she figured it out.

"My head."

"How come you forgot something so important?"

Jiujiu hurriedly asked the maid to tell her father, and sent someone to invite Feng Tianzhu, who was about to leave the palace, to come back and wait for everyone to have lunch together.

The maid said again: "Princess, you have never lived in the Princess Mansion that the Emperor gave you. Do you want to live there this time when you come back?"

"If you want, I'll ask someone to decorate it in advance." Add some things the princess likes in it so that the princess will enjoy it.

"If you have time, go and stay for two days." Jiujiu said.

"Yes, Princess. I will give the order right away."

.

Feng Tianzhu, who was about to leave the palace in a daze, was suddenly stopped by the maid sent by Jiujiu.

The maidservant said, "Seventeenth Prince, the princess asked me to come and tell you that she remembered what happened last night and asked you to go back and not leave the palace yet."

"Remembered?" Feng Tianzhu was extremely excited for a moment, but soon his face became gloomy again.

Fake, it must be fake.

Feng Jiujiu must be lying to him.

How can it be so easy to remember some forgotten things?

Especially Feng Jiujiu, who looked like she had completely forgotten anything and was so drunk at the time.

She didn't remember it just now, and she definitely won't remember it in the future.

"Go back and tell Feng Jiujiu."

"Don't lie to me."

"I've accepted my fate."

"How can a wish be called a wish if it can be fulfilled?" He will keep the wish of having a meal with his father in his heart and will not tell anyone about it to avoid disappointment in the end.