Chapter 20: Even if I don't have her, I can't live without her
Feng Yuze and Yan Yiyi left the lotus pond and strolled towards the pavilion.
Yan Yiyi pulled Feng Yuze and walked slowly along the path, occasionally looking at the falling pear blossoms. However, the two of them met a group of unreasonable people at the corner.
"Hey, who did I say it was? It turns out to be Prince Ze." An arrogant woman twisted her small waist and walked towards them.
Yan Yiyi raised her eyes and saw that the woman was wearing a light red palace dress with a plain ribbon. Judging from the outfit, she looked good, but her face was smeared with too much rouge and gouache, making her look like a zombie.
Yan Yiyi raised her eyebrows, a breeze blew by, and the strong smell of rouge floated into Yan Yiyi's nose.
"Courageous maid, you will not kneel down when you see me."
The woman's sharp voice echoed throughout the imperial garden.
"Ha..." Yan Yiyi let go of Feng Yuze's hand, folded her hands across her chest, and looked at the angry woman coldly like a clown.
When the woman saw that Yan Yiyi was not paying any attention to her, she became angry and coldly ordered the palace maid next to her, "Go slap me."
"Mei Fei, you take yourself too seriously? Do you dare to fight my own people?" Feng Yuze protected Yan Yiyi behind him, his deep eyes filled with cold light.
"Your Majesty, this slave doesn't know the rules. I'm trying to teach you." Concubine Mei relied on Emperor Fengyang's favor and didn't take Feng Yuze seriously at all.
"Teaching? Doesn't Concubine Mei know that she is my wife?" Feng Yuze did not give Concubine Mei the ability to refute, and continued, "My wife is still tolerant of Concubine Mei's teachings, Concubine Mei should not fight.
With the favor of my father, I jumped over the rules."
Feng Yuze glanced at Concubine Mei coldly, then took Yan Yiyi's hand and walked toward the pavilion.
"Oh, Brother Ze, it's not worth being angry with this kind of person. The only one who is angry is yourself."
Seeing Feng Yuze's cold face, Yan Yiyi said jokingly, turning to look at the jumping woman standing there, her eyes full of contempt.
"Father..." Feng Yuze led Yan Yiyi to the pavilion and called.
When Emperor Fengyang saw Feng Yuze's arrival, the smile on his face instantly fell, and his voice became a bit colder.
"snort……"
The corners of Feng Yuze's lips raised, and she pulled Yan Yiyi to sit aside. She picked up the snacks on the stone table and handed them to Yan Yiyi.
Yan Yiyi took it unceremoniously, picked it up and ate it. It was already dusk and she had not eaten at noon. Now she was so hungry that of course she ate whatever she saw.