The wish of the Qing Dynasty is fulfilled

Longyue reviewed memorials for Pangju, which relieved a lot of his burden.

In particular, she had always been resistant to reviewing memorials, which made Fat Ju feel more at ease and without any doubt when he ordered her around.

Longyue: Who would like to be unable to make decisions on their own and just work for others?

The ministers were talking about it at first, but after a while they actually felt some benefit from it.

In the past, the emperor's comments were bold but tinged with suspicion, and his replies were sometimes so vague that people could not understand them. However, Princess Longyue could always point out the problem with just a few words.

Although she was not responsible for any important matters, her favorability among many marginal officials increased a lot.

You have to know that all the court officials who had come into contact with the Third Prince earlier were troubled, and everyone had muttered in their hearts that this man was so stupid that he didn't hide anything at all. In comparison, Princess Longyue was extremely intelligent.

The seemingly peaceful days lasted for more than a year, until Princess Wen Yi once again achieved the achievement of being a widow, breaking the status quo.

Fat Orange: ………

Another son-in-law died. He was so shocked by the news that he almost choked on the tonic pills.

No, that boy looks tall and strong, and his family members are all in good health. How come his genes are diluted?

Fat Orange never imagined that the biggest Waterloo in his life would be the failure in choosing a son-in-law!

When Fat Ju heard the news that Wen Yi had come to the palace to ask for an audience again, he was so scared that he ran to the bedroom and tried to hide by pretending to be asleep.

Ye Lanyi, who witnessed the incident, said: “…”

You know what, this old guy moved his short legs quite quickly and climbed onto the bed in a flash. It seems like I'll have to increase the dosage next time.

Wen Yi is not Long Yue, and does not have the right to enter and leave the Yangxin Palace freely without notifying. Fat Ju lay on the couch and breathed a sigh of relief.

As a result, I relaxed too early.

Then he heard Longyue's voice.

"Are you here to see the Emperor? Don't worry, I'll take you in. You can talk to the Emperor about any grievances you have..."

Fat Orange almost cried.

What a leaky little cotton jacket! Can't you understand that the Emperor is also feeling wronged?

Hearing the footsteps approaching, Fat Orange didn't have time to think and subconsciously closed his eyes, lying there peacefully without moving.

Ye Lan Yi also felt that she had opened her eyes. You are the emperor, and you actually scared your daughter to the point of pretending to sleep.

Look at your eyelids twitching so much, you're not even pretending, it's an eyesore!

Longyue led Wen Yi into the inner room. The moment Wen Yi entered the room, she wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and burst into tears, unable to stop.

The smoke was so strong that Longyue almost fell down.

Other people would just put a little ginger juice on their handkerchiefs, but you, sister, are so good that you actually put green onions directly on them. What a smell!

Wen Yi thought she gave Longyue a look that said "don't worry", but her eyes were as red as rabbits, and Longyue had no idea what the explicit or implicit meaning was.

I saw her tears falling down and she walked towards Fat Orange sobbing. She didn't say anything, but just leaned on the edge of the bed and sobbed.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Fat Orange lay on the couch with his eyes closed. He always felt like something was wrong in his heart. Why did he feel so creepy?

"Father Emperor... wuwuwu... wuwuwu..."

Ye Lanyi looked at Longyue, her big eyes full of doubts, as if asking her:

"Do you have to rehearse even the mourning procession in advance?"

Fat Orange didn't think about such an unlucky thing, but he was indeed uncomfortable because of Wen Yi's crying.

He just pretended to be woken up by the other party and opened his eyes sleepily. When Wen Yi saw him open his eyes, he immediately opened his mouth anxiously:

"Father, you're awake... wuwuwu... I'm so sad..."

Fat Orange's eyes turned red in an instant.

Smoked.

No, what does this smell like!

Why is it so eye-catching!!!

"Your Majesty, wuwuwu... Your son-in-law, burp--" It was not known whether Wen Yi ate too much before going out or cried so much that he lost control of his emotions, but he burped directly in Fatty's face.

For a moment, Pangju felt as if he had seen the Empress Dowager.

He never expected that his seemingly gentle and affectionate daughter was actually a very rude person in private!

My daughter, weren't your two princes-in-law really made sick by your constant influence and died young?

Anyway, Wen Yi cried intermittently about the "pain" in her heart, and Fat Ju, who was forced to lie down and suffer the "poison gas" attack, couldn't help but have tears flowing down his cheeks.

"Look at the Emperor, what a sentimental person he is! He actually felt so sorry for Sister Wen Yi that she cried!"

Longyue covered her face with a handkerchief and praised Fatty Ju.

Fat Orange: I’m not! I didn’t! Don’t talk nonsense!

"I think the Emperor will definitely investigate thoroughly when he finds a husband for Sister Wen Yi. He will definitely not let my poor sister go through this kind of grief again."

Ye Lanyi rolled her dead eyes and continued talking without complaint. Anyway, the old man couldn't see her expression, so she could just act.

"Yes, the emperor has always loved and cherished the two princesses. Everyone in the harem knows this."

Fat Orange was so choked by the smell of green onions and garlic in Wen Yi's mouth that he didn't even have the strength to get up. His ears were still receiving the conversation between the duo on the other side, and he suddenly felt unwell!

"Daughter..."

Do I have to get married?

"Father Emperor! Wuu ...

"Don't, don't cry, I'll take care of it for you. From now on, we will..." Before he could finish the words "I won't get married anymore", Princess Wen Yi, who had lost control of her emotions, rushed forward and hugged Fatty.

"Wen Yi knows that she has caused Your Majesty too much trouble and worry... Your Majesty, rest assured, I will carefully examine the next time I choose a prince consort. When the time comes, I will invite two imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital to stay in the Princess's residence. I will never make the same mistake again!"

Fat Orange was strangled by his daughter. He just wanted to take a breath of fresh air, but he was suffocated to the point of wanting to roll his eyes. After hearing what Wen Yi said, he was dumbfounded.

Why do you want to get married?!

Who stipulated that women must get married?!

I am the emperor, and I have the final say!

His father is a lackey. I must issue a regulation to let you understand what freedom of marriage means. If you want to get married, you can get married. If you don’t want to get married, no one can force you to get married.

He wanted to pat his chest and guarantee that if anyone dared to gossip behind his back, he would stand up for Wen Yi and tear that person's mouth apart.

As long as you stop dwelling on your third marriage, that's all.

Oh my god, why is it so eye-catching...

The father and daughter hugged each other and cried bitterly. Long Yue couldn't help but sighed,

"Oh my god, what a touching scene, such a touching father-daughter bond~~"