Leng Yicheng came over with a big smile on his face and bowed.

"Eighth Uncle, we are all waiting for you, please come first..."

Leng Jin ignored him, but frowned slightly and walked to Leng Yiyan. He looked him up and down, with a look of heartache in his eyes.

"Yan'er, I'm sorry for wronging you. Eighth uncle pushed you into the palace."

Leng Yiyan hurriedly shook his head to refuse.

"No, how dare I trouble my eighth uncle?"

"It's okay. You've been seriously injured for so long, and Eighth Imperial Uncle didn't even go to see you. I feel sorry for you."

Having said that, he nodded to Luo Nianxi, and Luo Nianxi moved aside. He came behind the wheelchair and pushed it towards the palace.

Seeing this scene, Leng Yicheng gritted his teeth in hatred.

The Eighth Prince Uncle is the Emperor's most trusted brother. One word he says in front of the Emperor is worth a hundred words from others. Therefore, Leng Yicheng has been trying every means to please the Eighth Prince Uncle all along, but he is unyielding and even disdains him as the Crown Prince.

Xiao Ya nudged Leng Yicheng with her elbow and said sarcastically with a gloomy face:

"Did you see that? Even though he became a cripple, the Eighth Imperial Uncle still loved him very much. He didn't even look at you. This Leng Yiyan is really an eyesore."

"Humph! Whether he looks at me or not, I am also the crown prince. Leng Yiyan is just a useless person who is paralyzed in bed forever. When I ascend the throne, all those who dislike me will die."

Leaving these hateful words behind, he strode forward and headed straight for the palace.

Qianqing Palace

This is where the emperor holds banquets. Everyone who comes in sits down in turn, waiting for the emperor to arrive.

Leng Jin sat next to Leng Yiyan, looked at him with a calm expression, and nodded gently.

"Yan'er, everyone said that you didn't eat or drink for the past few days, and you were determined to die. The Eighth Imperial Uncle wanted to persuade you, but when he heard that you didn't see anyone, he didn't have the courage to go see you. I didn't expect that you would come to the banquet today. Seeing your current state, the Eighth Imperial Uncle can finally rest assured."

Leng Yiyan still had great respect for the Eighth Uncle. He nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Uncle Eighth, for your concern..."

"Yan'er, I heard that your mental state has been getting better little by little since you got married. It seems that this is all thanks to Princess Yan!"

After saying this, he looked at Luo Nianxi who was sitting next to Leng Yiyan.

"Princess Yan, you have done a great job in taking care of Yan'er!"

Luo Nianxi blushed and shook her head.

"Thank you, Eighth Uncle Miao Zan. I just did what I should do. Your Majesty, if you think it through, you will naturally feel better. If you feel good, you will be in a good mood."

At this moment, the voice of "The Emperor and the Empress have arrived" came over, and everyone stood up and knelt down to salute in the direction where the Emperor was coming.

"May the Emperor be blessed with good health, and may the Empress be blessed with good health."

Among these people, except Leng Yiyan who did not salute due to physical disability, the Eighth Prince Leng Jin and the Seventh Prince Leng Chen only nodded their heads to salute without kneeling.

The emperor came to the main hall and raised his hand to everyone.

"Everyone, please take a seat!"

Everyone then stood up from the ground and sat back in their seats.

The emperor glanced at the crowd and saw Leng Yiyan at a glance. His expression changed slightly in an unpredictable way.

When Queen Jiang saw Leng Yiyan, she was so moved that tears flashed across her eyes...

Leng Yiyan had been sitting there without moving. Even though his hands could move, he didn't want anyone to notice. He was sure that the person who wanted to kill him was among these people, and he couldn't give the person who wanted to harm him an opportunity.

After the emperor sat down, he slowly spoke,

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I am very happy to see so many people here."

When he said this, he looked at Leng Yiyan.

"Especially Yan'er. He still came to the palace for the banquet despite his poor health. This makes me very happy. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I feel very happy. Later, I have a few very important things to announce...

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Rujing stood up impatiently, walked directly to the front of the hall, lifted up her skirt, and knelt on her knees...

This scene frightened Guo Wei and also confused Concubine Rong. She hurriedly asked,

"Jing'er, what are you doing? Your father hasn't finished speaking yet, and you shouldn't be the first to perform the ceremony. Please leave now."

The emperor also frowned and looked at her.

"Jing'er, what do you want to say?"

Leng Rujing leaned on the ground and kowtowed heavily before kneeling upright and looking at the emperor with a serious look.

"Father, I have found my ideal lover and would like to ask you to grant me marriage..."

When these words were spoken, everyone present was surprised. Even if it was to ask for imperial decree to grant the marriage, it was something that men or parents should do. How could a woman take the initiative to bring it up?

Princess Rujing actually brought it up in front of so many people. She is really brave and shameless...

The emperor stared at her in astonishment.

"Jing'er, what are you talking about?"

Concubine Rong asked with a forced smile,

"Jing'er, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Don't dare joke in front of everyone. If you have anything to say, tell mother later. Leave now."

Leng Rujing had no intention of backing down. She knew that if she didn't say it in advance, it would be too late to say anything when her father issued the imperial decree to grant the marriage.

She clenched her fists and said solemnly:

"Father, Mother, I am not joking. I do have a crush on someone. Please grant me marriage."

The emperor's face turned ashen in an instant. His imperial decree for marriage had already been drafted. Leng Rujing asked him to grant the marriage at this time. If he agreed, how would he explain to the people of Northern Chu?

Thinking of this, he immediately raised his hand and snorted coldly.

"Jing'er, you are a girl with no sense of shame. You actually said such things in front of so many people. It's really embarrassing. Please leave!"

"Father, I ask for your permission to marry me..."

"Someone, take Princess Rujing away..."

As soon as the emperor finished speaking, two palace maids came forward, holding her arms on the left and right...

Leng Rujing looked at Guo Wei with eyes for help, but he stood there with his head lowered, not moving.

How she wished she could stand up at this moment and ask her father to grant the marriage with her. If he did that, she would marry him even at the cost of her life.

But he didn't say a word, and didn't even look at her.

She bit her lips tightly, and when she was about to be led out of the Qianqing Palace, she suddenly broke free from the palace maids and ran back to the hall.

"Father, please listen to me. I really have someone I love, and he is right here..."

She wanted to see if the man who had slept with her yesterday and said he loved her dared to stand up in front of everyone.

The emperor's pupils suddenly shrank, and he glared at Leng Rujing with gritted teeth, afraid that she would say something she shouldn't.

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