Fast Transmigration: This villain is not simple

"I've seen Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess." Feng Pan didn't get off the horse, and just cupped his hands on the horse.

After all, he had just won a battle, so it is understandable to be proud.

The entourage next to the car opened the curtain for Li Zhiyuan, and Feng Pan saw that the prime minister on the left was also there.

Feng Pan's expression froze for a moment, didn't he say that Zuo Xiang was punished by the nine clans for collaborating with the enemy and treason?It seems that she has been wronged, so her plan will have to be changed.

I heard that the second son of Zuo Xiang's family is the most beautiful in the capital, I thought about using military merits to replace him and stay in her house, but now it seems that it will not work.

"Master Zuoxiang is also there."

"Congratulations to General Feng for his triumphant return. Your Majesty is still waiting in the palace. Let's go to the palace quickly."

"Congratulations to the eldest princess."

Seeing Li Zhiyuan's carriage leaving slowly, the smile on the corner of Feng Pan's mouth softened a bit.

"What does Prime Minister Zuo think of General Feng?" In the carriage, Li Zhiyuan asked casually.

"General Feng is heroic and handsome, and he is the dream lover of many men in Beijing."

It's just too thoughtful and a little arrogant.

"Is Prime Minister Zuo interested in marrying General Feng?"

"This, I never thought about it."

Yuan Lin's eldest son has already entered the palace and became a nobleman. If they get married, only Yuan Zui is about the same age as General Feng.She never thought of letting Yuan Zui marry that thoughtful Feng Pan.

"Probably tomorrow, there will be a celebration banquet in the palace to reward Feng Pan. If Prime Minister Zuo doesn't have that idea, he should make plans as soon as possible."

"Your Highness means..." Yuan Lin was startled.

"This is all I have to say." Li Zhiyuan understands the truth that too many words will lead to mistakes.

"Thank you for your advice, Your Highness."

……

"My lord, my lord!" A man dressed as a servant hurried into the hall, "The mistress is back!"

Yuan Zui suddenly stood up and took a few steps towards him.

"What? You said mother is back?"

"Yes, it seems that he came back in the eldest princess's carriage." Afraid of Yuan Zui's anxiety, the young man saw Yuan Lin get off the carriage from a distance, so he rushed to finish his sentence in one breath.

"Princess... that's great!" Yuan Zui hurriedly lifted his clothes and ran towards the door.

At the gate of Zuo Xiangfu.

"This time, I would like to thank Your Highness the Eldest Princess. Yuan Lin will never forget His Highness's kindness." Yuan Lin solemnly saluted Li Zhiyuan.

It's not that she thinks that His Majesty the Empress will not return her innocence, but that Li Ling has a quick temper, and she will definitely be furious when she reads the letter.

"Although I know that the letter was not written by you, it was also found in your study. Before you find out about this matter, you should stay in the mansion first."

"Yuan Lin understands."

"Mother!" Yuan Zui saw his mother talking to the eldest princess from a distance, and his eyes turned red.

Yuan Lin looked over when she heard it, and Yuan Zui threw herself into her arms.

"His Royal Highness is still here, it's so outrageous, what about the etiquette your father taught you? How is it proper to stumble?" Yuan Lin pretended to be reproachful, with a little helplessness mixed in her expression.

"I have seen His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess." Yuan Zui came out of Yuan Lin's arms, looked at Li Zhiyuan and bowed his head.

"Excuse me, I won't bother you two anymore, let's go first."

"Congratulations, Your Highness."

Yuan Zui quietly raised his head and glanced at Li Zhiyuan, who happened to be looking at Li Zhiyuan in the carriage. He froze for a moment, and then his face turned red.

Li Zhiyuan smiled secretly, put down the car curtain and left.

……

"Mother, are you okay?" Yuan Zui looked at Yuan Lin worriedly.

"It's okay. It's a shame that you went to find the eldest princess, otherwise, I'm afraid it will be hard to say this trip."

"It's as long as mother is fine." Yuan Zui thought of that person, feeling grateful in his heart.

"Okay, let's go back first."

Sure enough, as Li Zhiyuan expected, she received the news as soon as she returned to the eldest princess's residence.

Tomorrow, there will be a banquet in the palace to celebrate General Feng's victory. Officials above the third rank must attend, and they can bring their families along.

In the evening, after dinner, Yuan Lin asked Yuan Zui to have a heart-to-heart talk.

"Zi'er, you are already sixteen now, do you have a woman you like?"

Yuan Lin is straight to the point.

"Uh, mother, why did you suddenly ask this?" Yuan Zui lowered his head shyly. "The son wants to be with his father and mother all the time."

"When you meet a girl you like, you won't be like this, and you can't wait to marry her?" Yuan Zui's father joked.

"Father……"

"Yes, Zui'er, what do you think of General Feng?" Yuan Lin decided to ask Yuan Zui first, what if he likes her?

"This, my son has never had any contact with General Feng, so I don't know how to evaluate it. My son has never known a person from his mouth."

"So, tomorrow's palace banquet, you can go with me."

"Yes, mother."

If Her Royal Highness reminded her correctly, Feng Pan might mention Yuan Zui tomorrow, and she had to think about her words in advance.

The next day, the palace banquet started at a quarter of you, and it was exactly when Li Zhiyuan set off, and it only took half a quarter of an hour to get there.

After all, the princess mansion is right next to the palace.

"Yuan Lin, this can be cleared up, you are lucky." Holding the teacup, Xu Jing whispered to Yuan Lin next to her.

"Heh, what's the point of being lucky if I've never done something before?" Yuan Lin looked ahead without even giving her a look.

The folk customs in Liguo are not so feudal, as long as the grade is up, male and female guests can be in the same hall.

While Yuan Zui was talking with his friend, he saw the Empress come in, followed by Li Zhiyuan.

Her Royal Highness the eldest princess is wearing a crimson robe today, and her every move reveals a natural noble atmosphere, just like a heavenly man.

"See Your Majesty, Long Live Your Majesty Long Live Long Live Long Live Your Majesty."

"I've met His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess, Your Highness is a thousand years old."

"Be flat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

""

Li Ling walked to the upper seat and sat down, and Li Zhiyuan sat on the lower seat on her right.

"General Feng's meritorious service in repelling the enemy army, I am very happy. General Feng, do you have any rewards you want?"

Feng Pan stood up, with that arrogant expression still on his face.

"It is our responsibility to guard the territory of Dali, and Feng Pan dare not invite rewards."

Li Zhiyuan heard this, a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

"Hahahaha, I have always been very clear about rewards and punishments, so tell me what you want." Li Ling leaned back, looking really in a good mood.

"Returning to Your Majesty, this subject is now in his weaker years. He has been marching and fighting outside. He has never served the emperor. The grandfather at home has always wanted a granddaughter. This time, he does not ask for gold, silver and treasures, but asks His Majesty for a marriage letter."

Seeing Feng Pan's serious expression, Li Zhiyuan raised her eyebrows.

"Oh? Whose son is the one who loves you?" Li Ling asked with narrowed eyes.

Li Zhiyuan knew this empress before, and she was able to give Yuanzui to Fengpan at the beginning because she didn't have a left hand, and a mere Yuanzui was not enough to be Fengpan's help.

But now, Prime Minister Zuo is still fine, how could she let Prime Minister Zuo marry the Feng family?

"I want to marry Yuan Zui, the second son of Zuo Xiangfu, as my husband, and please marry me from Your Majesty." Feng Pan knelt on the ground, speaking resoundingly.

The audience was silent.

Yuan Zui quietly shook the hand holding the grapes, subconsciously looked at Feng Pan who was kneeling, and felt his back go stiff when he met the latter's affectionate eyes.