Xia Yifeng's words made Murong Zixuan, who was already depressed, feel his heart sink suddenly.
Clenching his fists, Murong Zixuan watched coldly as Zhang Jiyuan stood up with a smile on his face and bowed to Xia Yifeng.
The flattering expression made Murong Zixuan's eyes flash with a chill.
"Go back to the emperor, it is true."
There was joy in Zangya's voice.
Zhang Jiyuan did not expect that the current emperor would notice his daughter's marriage.
The sense of vanity of being noticed by everyone arises spontaneously.
Zhang Jiyuan had long forgotten that he had spoken harshly to Mu Yan not long ago.
Zhang Yingying beside him was also sitting happily in her seat, waiting for the emperor to continue speaking.
"In that case, why don't I get involved?
I don't know if the Zhang family and the Murong family are opposed to it or not."
Xia Yifeng smiled lightly and took in Murong Zixuan's angry expression.
Qingyun quickly stood up, while Murong Zixuan, although reluctant, had to bow to reality and also bent down to bow to himself.
Xia Yifeng's face couldn't help but feel a little more smug.
Listening to Murong Qingyun and Zhang Jiyuan saying in unison, "Everything must be obeyed by the Emperor's will."
Xia Yifeng cleared her throat and secretly glanced at Mu Yan's expressionless profile.
He said happily: "Well, since neither family objects, I will betroth Zhang Yingying to Murong Zixuan.
The date will be set in seven days."
With his eyes never leaving Murong Zixuan, Xia Yifeng looked at him with a murderous look in his eyes, and then knelt on the ground with several others, thanking him for his "gift".
Xia Yifeng's depressed mood because of Murong Zixuan could not help but feel much better.
The reason why Murong Zixuan was called into the palace this time and Mu Yan appeared here again.
It was Xia Yifeng who wanted Mu Yan to see with his own eyes how Murong Zixuan married other women.
He wanted to make it clear to Mu Yan that she and Murong Zixuan would never have a chance to be together.
Even though they had two children, even though Murong Zixuan's status in Mu Yan's heart was now higher than his own.
But he is the emperor, and as long as he says one thing, Murong Zixuan will never dare to say anything else.
This is the gap between him and Murong Zixuan.
This was also the reason why he made up his mind to sit on the throne in the first place.
Even if Murong Zixuan was unwilling, even if he had all kinds of reluctance, it was difficult to disobey the imperial decree.
Xia Yifeng did not believe that Murong Zixuan would really have the courage to resist the decree and not marry the daughter of the Zhang family.
She still remembers the only time she was alone in a room with Murong Zixuan in the years after Mu Yan disappeared.
At that time, Murong Zixuan confidently said something to Xia Yifeng that Xia Yifeng still can't let go of.
Murong Zixuan said, "The person who will accompany Mu Yan in the future will not be you."
Think about how high-spirited Murong Zixuan was back then, and then look at how Murong Zixuan dares to be angry but dare not speak out now.
Xia Yifeng suddenly understood why so many people wanted to sit on the throne.
Withdrawing his gaze, Xia Yifeng turned his head and looked at Mu Yan beside him.
With a gloating smile, Xia Yifeng asked softly: "Do you want me to send you to visit them on their wedding day?"
Glancing at Xia Yifeng's face, Mu Yan snorted coldly and said only two words.
"childish."
Now Mu Yan finally figured out what Xia Yifeng was up to.
He went to great lengths to invite all the civil and military ministers of the DPRK and China, and went to great lengths to hold this banquet.
The real purpose is just to let myself watch him grant marriage to Murong Zixuan and Zhang Yingying Lowering his head, Mu Yan stubbornly refused to look at Xia Yifeng's stiff smile.
Although Mu Yan didn't want to admit it, when he saw Murong Zixuan kneeling on the ground and accepting Xia Yifeng's arrangement, Mu Yan still felt a dull sting in his heart.
Recalling the scenes between him and Murong Zixuan, he recalled that Murong Zixuan once leaned into his ear and whispered softly: "I am there for everything."
Recalling that he was injured by Xia Yifeng, Murong Zixuan secretly sneaked into Prince Xia's Mansion to treat himself.
Recalling what Murong Zixuan said to Murong Qingyun and others when she found out she was pregnant and helpless, "What she is carrying in her belly is my child."
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No matter how big the blame was, Murong Zixuan still shouldered it for her.
No matter how dangerous the thing was, Murong Zixuan had done it for her.
The one who rushed into the dungeon fire and pulled Mu Yan out was not Xia Yifeng, but Murong Zixuan.
When Xia Yifeng framed him for murdering the emperor, it was also Murong Zixuan who stood up to defend Mu Yan.
What exactly happened that brought her and Murong Zixuan to this point?
With her head lowered, Mu Yan felt a little sore in her nose.
Thinking of everything, Mu Yan couldn't help but hate Xia Yifeng even more.
Because without Xia Yifeng, she and Murong Zixuan would not have reached this point.
Even if Xia Yifeng said that Murong Zixuan was the murderer of Mu Tong.
Even Mu Yan himself was doubting whether the traitor Feng Xiaoling mentioned was Murong Zixuan.
But in the absence of any evidence and before the truth was found out, Mu Yan was really reluctant to give up and erased all the good memories that Murong Zixuan left for her.
"Can I interpret your current expression as heartache and reluctance?"
He stretched out his hand to pinch Mu Yan's chin.
Xia Yifeng's good mood was completely destroyed by Mu Yan's "childish" words and the faint sadness on his face.
Erase it cleanly.
Looking into Mu Yan's eyes coldly, Xia Yifeng's breathing slowly became heavier.
"You are not willing to see him with another woman" "It doesn't matter whether you are willing or not, haven't you already arranged everything?"
He said jokingly, and the sarcastic smile on Mu Yan's face made Xia Yifeng feel a tight pain in his chest.
Gritting her teeth, Xia Yifeng stood up suddenly, grabbed Mu Yan's wrist, and pulled her body into his arms.
Holding Mu Yan's body possessively, Xia Yifeng turned to look at the silent scene.
After his eyes moved, he fell on Murong Zixuan.
The cold light in his eyes and the sneer at the corner of his mouth showed Xia Yifeng's mood at this time.
Standing quietly and looking at Murong Zixuan, Xia Yifeng's sudden behavior made everyone present dare not take a breath loudly.
"Murong Zixuan."
Murong Zixuan's name was unexpectedly called.
Xia Yifeng felt the stiffness of Mu Yan's body, suppressing the raging fire in her heart.
After sweeping away the gloomy expression before, Xia Yifeng smiled lightly and asked softly.
Said: "Do you think I am a good emperor?"
Listening to Xia Yifeng's thoughtful questions, he looked at Mu Yan who kept his eyes lowered and remained silent in Xia Yifeng's arms.
A bright smile suddenly appeared on Murong Zixuan's face, he nodded with certainty and responded: "Of course the emperor is a good emperor.
But the common people don't know why the emperor asked the common people this question":