The streets at night are cold and quiet. The lanterns hanging in front of the shop doors emit a yellowish halo and sway in the night wind.
The whole street was so quiet that only the cold wind blew past my ears. Occasionally, I would hear one or two drunkards who stayed out all night shouting on the street.
Half an hour later, Feng Qingzhuang and Feng Yu finally stood under the Haitang tree in Piaoxue Pavilion. The night wind blew through, and the garden was filled with fragrance, which was intoxicating.
"Qingzhuang, just have a good rest tonight and leave the rest to me."
Staring at Feng Qingzhuang, who was covered with a scarf, looking at her beautiful eyes as bright as cold stars, the snow-white petals fell in her hair. She looked like a lonely elf in the sea of Qionghua and snow, calm and beautiful.
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"It's so beautiful!" Feng Yu couldn't help but praise.
Hearing this, Feng Qingzhuang's cold black eyes showed a trace of sadness and ridicule, she looked directly at Feng Yu and said seriously: "Feng Yu, if the princess you marry is a princess, you will be humiliated and ridiculed by the world.
Are you resentful of the ugly guy?"
"As long as it's you, no matter you are stunningly beautiful or ugly, in Yu's heart, you are the only thing I want in this life, and no one else can replace you."
Faintly aware that Feng Qingzhuang might have another reason for covering up her face with a face mask, Feng Yu wisely chose not to interfere. He took her hand and conveyed his warmth and comfort to her through the palm of his hand.
"Thank you, Feng Yu. It's late at night, you should go back." Feng Qingzhuang withdrew her hand and lowered her head to cover the sadness in her eyes.
Looking at the empty hands, a hint of disappointment appeared in Feng Yu's handsome eyes as moist as glass. He adjusted his mood slightly, with a smile as soft as the spring breeze in March on his lips, and said goodbye.
"There is no need to say thank you between you and me. Please have a good rest. I'm leaving first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yu's figure flew by like a light swallow and disappeared into the vast night...
The garden was full of autumn colors, with flowers blooming like phoenixes. Qingzhuang dragged her heavy steps to the bedside, shook her head, and decided not to think about anything anymore. It was best to sleep in the sky, and worry about tomorrow's things tomorrow. She put on her clothes and fell asleep.
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But after Feng Yu returned to the post house, he started to get busy. More than ten letters were sent out overnight and sent back to Cangyan Kingdom.
Because of his status as the crown prince of the Cangyan Kingdom, if he wanted to marry the Xingyao Kingdom, it would not be easy to marry Feng Qingzhuang, the daughter of a minister.
In the Pavilion of Heroes, Wu Jingyu was poisoned by the Lotus Immortal. The poison was extremely overbearing. Although the poison in his body was relieved, he still had to sleep for three days before he could wake up.
On the second day, the bright and warm sun hung high in the sky, and the golden light passed through the carved wooden windows and sprinkled on the wooden floor in the house like fine pieces of gold.
Feng Qingzhuang closed her eyes and stretched. Cui Er's piercing scream frightened her and she immediately woke up.
"Ah, miss, your face?"
As soon as she finished speaking, tears fell from Cui'er's big, watery eyes.
"Tui'er, don't make such a fuss. You want everyone in the house to know that I'm disfigured and make everyone laugh at me."
She raised her hand and touched her face. When she fell asleep, the mask that covered her face had long since disappeared and glared at her angrily, scolding her.
Cui'er quickly picked the right moment to cover her mouth with her hands, and no longer spoke, her vivid eyes showed distress and sadness.
"Okay, it's just a disfigurement, don't be sad. Haven't you heard that beauty is a bad thing? Now, although my face has become ugly, it's good. From another point of view, it's what God wants.
I will live longer." Feng Qingzhuang pretended to be indifferent and comforted Cui'er.
Hey! Let me ask you this? Which woman doesn’t love beauty and doesn’t care about her own appearance?
"Miss, if you want to cry, just cry. I'll lend you Twee'er's shoulder." Twee'er sat on the edge of the bed, patted her shoulder and comforted her.
Feng Qingzhuang, who was quite sad at first, looked at Cui'er who was one or two years older than herself now. Listening to her heartfelt comfort, the sadness in her heart faded a lot. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and a hint of smile overflowed.
Passing Cui'er's hand, she whispered
"Tui'er, thank you, but it's still time to cry. Remember, if you don't want me to be ridiculed as an ugly monster by the world, you can't tell anyone about my disfigurement," Feng Qingzhuang solemnly explained.
"Ah, can't Young Master Wu say that?" Cui'er's clear black eyes were puzzled.
"Especially him, not to mention you. You also know that women want to look their most beautiful in front of the person they like. You should understand that."
"Well, I know that Miss, don't worry. Cui'er promises not to mention it to anyone, let alone say a word to Young Master Wu." The little girl nodded hurriedly and promised.
"If you know, just wait for me to get up. Remember, if anyone asks me why I am wearing a veil, just say that I ate something bad, the skin on my face is allergic, and I have acne." Feng Qingzhuang explained everything uneasily.
She did all this just because she didn’t want Wu Jingyu to wake up and find that she had been disfigured because of detoxifying him.
"Don't worry, Miss, Cui'er knows what to say."
After saying that, Cui'er helped Feng Qingzhuang get up, and after washing herself, she found a black face towel and put it on her
After having breakfast in the room, Feng Qingzhuang stood by the window and admired the white and flawless Baihaitang in the courtyard, which was like snow and jade.
At this time, the ghostly figure of Feng Ying appeared in Piaoxue Pavilion
"Miss Feng Er, my master asked me to tell you that if the emperor of Xingyao Kingdom asks about the marriage, you will have to find a way to delay it for three days no matter what."
"I understand. You go back and tell Feng Yu to reassure him." Feng Qingzhuang's eyes still stayed on the white hall in the courtyard, which was as white as snow, and said lightly.
After receiving the reply, Feng Ying was like a gust of wind again, his body flashed, the fragrance of the air around him floated slightly, and the person had disappeared into Piaoxue Pavilion.
"Miss, who wants to marry Prince Feng?" Cui'er vaguely had the answer in her heart, but she still asked without giving up.
In her heart, she had already seen Feng Qingzhuang and Wu Jingyu as a couple, and she could also see that the young lady's heart was set on Young Master Wu.
"Don't you already know the answer?" Feng Qingzhuang stood by the window, letting the warm sunshine shine on her face. It seemed that only in this way could her heart feel warmer.
"Don't people often say that lovers eventually get married? Miss, you and Young Master Wu obviously like each other, why do you want to marry Prince Feng? Although Prince Feng is very handsome, he is on par with Young Master Wu, and his status is also very noble.
, but after all, he is not the person you like." Cui'er didn't understand very much.
Feng Qingzhuang remained silent. She didn't know how to explain this matter to the simple Cui'er.
There was silence in the room. Seeing that Feng Qingzhuang was not in a good mood, Cui'er also quietly left.
Only the arrival of Prime Minister Feng Chen broke Feng Qingzhuang's meditation while standing by the window.
"Qingzhuang, what on earth is going on? Today, after the morning court, Prince Feng Yu of the Cangyan Kingdom and General Di He of the Dongqi Kingdom actually paid homage to the Emperor at the same time. After the Emperor met with the two of them in the Imperial Study Room, he never expected it.
, both of them proposed to marry with Xingyao Kingdom, and the person for this marriage turned out to be you."
As soon as Feng Chenxiang returned home, he rushed to Piaoxue Pavilion in a hurry. Before the people entered her room, the urgent questioning had already floated out.
"What? You said that Di He also proposed a marriage to the emperor and wanted to marry me?" Feng Qingzhuang turned around, a flash of astonishment flashed through her dark eyes.
"Yes! Qingzhuang, do you have any plans in mind?" Looking at his daughter who was covered with a hijab, Feng Chenxiang asked without thinking too much, his dark eyes showing concern.
"Dad, how did the emperor reply to the two of you?" Feng Qingzhuang frowned lightly, her deep eyes were so dark and unclear that it was difficult to guess and unable to understand.
"The emperor did not reply to the two of them at that time. He only said that the marriage between the two countries is a national matter. It must be discussed with all the ministers before making a decision. When I was in the imperial study room, I looked at the emperor's intention and seemed to be more inclined to General Di He.
Qingzhuang, dad has never taken good care of you in the past ten years. If you don’t want to get married, dad will never let you become a victim of a political marriage even if he loses his official position."
In fact, Feng Chenxiang also saw that his daughter always maintained a sense of alienation from other people, with the exception of Wu Jingyu
"Dad, your words are enough for the marriage. Just leave it alone. I have my own plans in mind. Is there anything else my daughter wants to ask you?"
Suddenly remembering what happened recently, Feng Qingzhuang asked
"What's the matter?" Feng Chen asked.
"It's about the daughter of Empress Dowager Liu who is puzzled. Why Empress Dowager Liu can't tolerate me and wants to frame me and harm me. Does dad know the reason?" Feng Qingzhuang asked with her eyebrows furrowed.
"I don't know much about this. I only know that when the late king was alive, Empress Dowager Liu, who was the empress at the time, didn't know whether it was because she was jealous of your mother's beauty or talent, or for some other reason. In short, she didn't like Wan Qing and only wanted to see you and her.
The situation improved after Shangguan Xuanqing made the engagement. Who knew that you and the King of Qing were destined to be inseparable after all, and your more than ten years of waiting was nothing but a wait."
Having said this, Feng Chen felt regretful and sighed heavily.
"The King of Qing broke off the engagement because he has no vision. You don't have to feel sorry. Think about it, since Empress Dowager Liu can't tolerate her daughter, even if I marry into the Prince of Qing's palace, my future will definitely be difficult." Feng Qingzhuang smiled lightly and spoke softly.
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After hearing this, Feng Chenxiang felt much relieved.
The father and daughter were sitting at the table talking. Suddenly, the news about Xiao Jinzi reached Feng Qingzhuang's heart.
"Master, Liu Quan left the palace with Shangguan Xuancheng's imperial edict and went straight to the Prime Minister's Mansion."
"Hmph, his imperial edict arrived very quickly." Feng Qingzhuang raised a sneer on her lips and looked at Feng Chenxiang, "Dad, my daughter is a little tired and wants to rest for a while."