Xue Meitong fell down on the soft bed with her head in her arms, her face looking like a collapse.
Not only did she fail to assassinate Feng Qingge, but she was also eaten up and wiped clean by Feng Qingge. She was even forced into marriage by Feng Qingge! Wow! How could her life be so sad!
Damn Feng Qingge! He is the nemesis in her life! She doesn’t want to marry him! She definitely doesn’t want to marry him! Otherwise, her future life will be nothing but darkness! She doesn’t have to live anymore! Woo woo woo!
No! She must let Feng Qingge die!
Xue Meitong was struggling with how to make Feng Qingge die and get her married, when Xiaolian's voice came from outside the door, "Fourth Miss, Prince Mo Yu is here to visit!"
Prince Moyu? Feng Qingge’s sixth brother—Feng Biqing? What is he doing here?
"Xiao Lian, did the prince tell you why he came to visit?"
Xiaolian looked surprised when she heard this, "Fourth Miss, have you forgotten that Prince Moyu is your guest? You admire Prince Moyu's talent, and Prince Moyu appreciates your piano skills and often comes to play with you.
You talked about poetry and poetry, and you once secretly hoped in your heart that you could marry Prince Moyu."
Xiaolian was very confused. The fourth lady seemed to be a different person when she came back from a trip, and her personality was not as cowardly and timid as before. Although she was still gentle and docile towards her servants, Xiaolian always had an indescribable feeling.
The fourth lady is more gorgeous and more arrogant than before.
However, the Fourth Miss has obviously never done anything arrogant? Why does she feel like this?
"Huh?"
Xuemei Tong was very surprised. She did not expect that Feng Biqing was the lover of the owner of this body. And since Feng Biqing often came to see her, he must be interested in her too! However, after all, there was a disparity in status, even if he admired her in his heart
, it is absolutely impossible to marry her as a concubine, and at most she will be a concubine.
Xue Meitong raised her voice and told Xiaolian, "Xiaolian, I understand! Please ask Prince Moyu to sit in the front hall for a while while I touch up my makeup. I'll be here soon!"
"Yes, miss!"
Xiaolian responded and left.
…
Xue Meitong randomly picked a piece of clothing that was elegant and elegant, and dressed it up a little. She did not choose carefully, nor did she put on heavy makeup, because Feng Biqing was the lover of this body, not hers.
Her sweetheart is not worth her trouble.
All she had to do was to play her role well and not let Feng Biqing find any suspicion.
She walked lightly to Guanyue Tower, a quiet and elegant place where she specially receives distinguished guests.
The mandala at the window blooms coquettishly, and the charming fragrance of flowers fills the room. Paintings and ink paintings are hung on the walls, filling the small space with poetry.
Feng Biqing, in a brocade robe and jade crown, clasped her hands behind her back and stood in front of a painting to admire it. He was not a person who was greedy for women in brothels, but only loved women who were literary, elegant, charming, kind and gentle. He once thought that a land of fireworks would definitely make noises and seek pleasure.
, wine pool and meat forest, not to mention that most of the women who are forced to live in brothels are involuntarily and rely on selling themselves to survive. There are very few noble people. By chance, he was dragged to Huamanlou by the emperor's brother, and he met Xue Meitong, and Feng Biqing knew it.
It turned out that there was also such a talented and beautiful woman in the brothel, so he immediately made her his confidant and visited her frequently.
Of course, the friendship between gentlemen is nothing more than drinking tea, discussing Taoism, reciting poems, and playing chess to make friends. Even if there are occasional thoughts, Feng Biqing will forcibly suppress them. First, the status of the two is very different, and the queen mother will never tolerate him.
He started to marry a brothel singer; for both of them, he only admired Xue Meitong, not loved her, and had not yet reached the stage of discussing marriage.
Of course, we don’t know if Xuemei Tong doesn’t have any thoughts about him.
"Prince Moyu!"
A soft voice came softly from behind.
Feng Biqing looked back at her, who was becoming more and more beautiful and delicate, with a smile.
"Tongtong, excuse me."
Speaking of which, Xue Meitong also thought it was quite funny. She never thought that the owner of this body was also named Xue Meitong. They were really destined!
She Pingting gracefully bowed to Feng Biqing and said softly: "The slave family pays homage to Prince Moyu!"
Feng Biqing raised her hand to help her up, "Tongtong, why do you and I need to be so polite?"
Xue Mei Tong smiled and replied: "The prince regards Mei Tong as his friend, but Mei Tong cannot care about his status, and he must be polite."
"You!"
Feng Biqing looked at Xue Meitong with admiration. She was dressed in a pink and purple dress, with a little makeup, and her black hair was simply tied into a bun without a beaded hairpin, but she looked even more elegant and elegant.
"Tongtong, you seem to be a little different from before."
Feng Biqing stared at that clear and graceful face, and was surprised. Although Xuemei Tong didn't wear heavy makeup in the past, she would dress up carefully every time she saw him. He had long been used to it, including hairpins, hair and gorgeous clothes.
But I have never seen her so elegant and pure.
He didn't know why, but he was used to seeing her well-groomed, but he preferred her to be elegant and simple now. Her movements were more elegant and graceful, no longer the gaudy air of a brothel girl, but more reserved like a lady.
"Yeah?"
Xuemei Tong was secretly frightened. She suddenly remembered that Feng Biqing was the sweetheart of the owner of this body, and she would dress up carefully every time they met. Her being so casual today might make Feng Biqing suspicious.
She quickly made an excuse, covered her lips and said coyly: "Don't blame me, Your Majesty! Just because His Majesty came to visit, Mei Tong was so happy that she couldn't wait to see Him, but she didn't even have time to dress up and make Him laugh!"
Feng Biqing sincerely praised, "No! I really like Tongtong's dress today. She is more elegant and aloof than before."
"Your Majesty!" Xuemei Tong pretended to be shy and hid her face. She vomited so many times because of her pretense. She picked up the fragrant tea from the tea tray, shyly stepped forward and offered the tea, "Please, Your Majesty."
Have tea.”
"Tongtong, you're welcome!"
Feng Biqing took the tea cup, but had no intention of drinking it. He put down the tea cup and said to Xue Meitong, "Tong Tong, I came to see you today because I want to invite you to go on an outing with me."
"Eh? Outing?"
Xuemei Tong pretended to be surprised, but in her heart she was suspicious of the ambiguous relationship between Feng Biqing and the owner of this body. It seems that this woman is probably not an unrequited love. Feng Biqing actually took the initiative to invite her. Could it be that he also
Are you interested in this woman?
If this is really the case, then it will be troublesome! Because the closer the lover is, the easier it is to find something wrong with her lover. It seems that she must be alert when she comes into contact with Feng Biqing in the future.
She was very afraid that Feng Biqing would find out that she was not the original snowy pupil.
Xue Meitong greeted everyone with a smile and said politely: "Your Majesty invited me, I am very flattered! I wonder when your Majesty wants to leave?"
Feng Biqing smiled, "Now."
Now?
Xue Meitong nodded in agreement, "Okay! Please wait a moment, Your Majesty. I will explain a few words to Xiaolian, and then I will go with Your Majesty."