"What are you talking about? The young lady has been canonized as a princess. Just wait a minute. I'll call you in now to wake up the young lady to receive the decree." Cui'er beamed with joy and hurriedly walked towards the house.
"Miss, wake up," he quickly walked to the bed, shook Feng Qingzhuang, and shouted
"Tui'er, didn't I tell you that no one is allowed to disturb me when I'm sleeping?" Feng Qingzhuang half-squinted her eyes and frowned in displeasure.
"My good lady, please don't blame the slave. Manager Qin came to report that Eunuch Liu from the palace was waiting for the slave in the front hall to wait for you to get up." Cui'er's pretty face said
Show a happy smile
"I haven't slept enough. I only get out of bed to receive the imperial edict. You go and tell Qin Zhong that I have to go to bed and have no time to receive the imperial edict. Let him think of a way on his own."
After saying this, Feng Qingzhuang turned over and continued to sleep with her head covered.
Cui'er stood by the bed, sighed, walked to the door, and told Qin Zhong exactly what Feng Qingzhuang had just said.
When Qin Zhong heard this, his face was full of embarrassment, and he sighed, "It's such a hard life to be a slave!"
Sighing, he had no choice but to bite the bullet, turn around and walk towards the front hall to deal with Eunuch Liu.
As the sun sets in the west, the tired bird returns to its nest. Feng Qingzhuang opens her eyes and calls Cui'er to come in and wait for her to get up.
"Miss, this morning I heard the servants in the house whispering quietly that the murderer who stabbed the second lady to death was caught. Unfortunately, he committed suicide in prison just after the court appearance." Cui'er took a comb to comb Feng Qingzhuang's hair.
, looking at the sad face reflected in the makeup mirror, in order to make Feng Qingzhuang happy, he told her what he had heard.
"Hmph, she acted very quickly. The case was solved just after the marriage was finalized." Feng Qingzhuang snorted coldly, a trace of sarcasm escaped from the corners of her lips.
"Why can't Cui'er understand what Miss said?" Cui'er frowned and asked in confusion.
"I don't understand that that's your blessing. Knowing too much about some things is not a good thing," Feng Qingzhuang said with emotion.
At this time, her hair had been combed, Feng Qingzhuang stood up from the dressing table, had dinner with Cui'er waiting on her, and then walked alone in the courtyard
In the courtyard, the cloud-like and snow-like Haitang flowers are still as brilliant as ever. The cold wind blows, and the light petals dance like beautiful butterflies.
Feng Qingzhuang walked to the broken Haitang tree in the courtyard. After a night, most of the Haitang flowers on the tree had fallen off.
"Miss, I heard from Yin Zheng that General Di He of Dongqi Kingdom sent you a jar of fine wine made from Haitang flowers. The wine is fragrant, elegant and intoxicating. We picked the Haitang flowers in the courtyard before they fell.
Would you like some flower petals to make wine?”
After clearing away the dishes and chopsticks in the house, Cui'er walked to the courtyard, her clear water eyes looked at the crystal-like snow-like Haitang flowers blooming on the branches, her dark eyes rolled around, and she made an impromptu suggestion:
"This is a good idea," Feng Qingzhuang agreed.
"Then slave girl, go get the bamboo basket and step on it to pick the petals."
After saying this, Cui'er ran towards the small kitchen for a while. Cui'er held two hollow bamboo baskets in her hands and handed one to Feng Qingzhuang.
The two masters and servants stomped and picked the petals in the courtyard. However, Cui'er happily stomped and picked the petals of the Haitang tree from the blooming branches, while Feng Qingzhuang squatted down and picked the Haitang flower petals that Wu Jingyu chopped off.
The petals that have not fallen off the tree are picked one by one into the bamboo basket.
After being busy for a while, the two went to the small kitchen to wash the petals they picked, steamed them in a pot, and returned to the room with the steamed petals.
"Tui'er, go to the wine cellar and get two jars of fine rice wine," Feng Qingzhuang said lightly.
"Slave, let's go now." Cui'er turned around and walked quickly towards the wine cellar.
In the room, Feng Qingzhuang looked at the petals she picked in the bamboo basket with gentle eyes, gently touched them with her hands, and murmured to herself
"Yu, when the Haitangzui flowers bloom next year and Haitangzui can be unsealed, I will come to you with this jar of Haitangzui that I picked and brewed with my own hands."
"Miss, the rice wine has been brought," Cuiren shouted as he just crossed the threshold, holding two small jars of rice wine.
Taking the jar of rice wine from Cui'er's hand, Feng Qingzhuang put the steamed petals into the rice wine, soaked them, and sealed them.
Then, Feng Qingzhuang carried the jar of wine and walked to the chopped Haitang tree, gently put down the wine jar, dug a pit under the roots of the Haitang tree with her hands, put the wine jar into the pit, and then
Cover with soil and compact
After doing all this, she stood there blankly, raising her head and looking in the direction of Qunying Pavilion, her mind already drifting away.
"He should have left"
At night, the frost and dew were heavy. Cui'er stood quietly with Feng Qingzhuang. For half an hour, her clothes were stained with a layer of dew, making them slightly moist.
"Miss, you have been standing for half an hour. Your clothes are moistened. Go back to your room and rest or you will get sick." Cui'er's clear eyes were full of concern and worry, and she reminded her.
"I know, go back to the room." After responding, Feng Qingzhuang walked back to the room.
Time flies. Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Yin Zheng and Can Yun also left Yaojing City and headed to Qi Yun Mountain.
In these three days, apart from eating and sleeping, Feng Qingzhuang just stood in front of the broken Haitang tree in the yard in a daze.
Cui'er walked by the door and saw the dazed figure standing in front of the Haitang tree again. She shook her head, walked over and said
"Miss, Prince Feng is here, waiting in the front hall."
"Feng Yu is here, please invite him to the flower hall." Feng Qingzhuang came back from her thoughts and walked slowly towards the flower hall of Piaoxue Pavilion as she spoke.
In the flower hall, Feng Qingzhuang had just sat down for a moment when Feng Yu, dressed in white and spotless, walked in under the leadership of Cui'er. As he walked, his black hair rippled slightly and the hem of his clothes floated, and his whole person became more...
Appearing elegant and dusty
His handsome eyes, as deep as the sea, looked at the people in the flower hall tenderly. There was a faint smile like the breeze and the moon at the corner of his lips, and he spoke with concern in a low-pitched voice.
"Qingzhuang, I haven't seen you for a few days. Why have you lost so much weight?"
"I'm fine. I just haven't had a good appetite these days. Why don't you come to see me today?" Looking up, Feng Qingzhuang's dark eyes returned to their usual coldness and indifference, showing no joy, anger or sadness.
"I came to see you today. There is indeed something I don't understand. I want to ask you." Feng Yu flipped up his clothes and sat down elegantly. He looked directly at Feng Qingzhuang with his deep dark eyes and went straight to the topic.
"Three days ago, Wu Jingyu came to the post house and had a big fight with me. He also shouted loudly, saying that I took advantage of others' danger and made you lose your body in my heart during the three days when he was unconscious.
I'm wondering, the relationship between you and me is innocent, and I want to hear your explanation, what is going on?"