"Then are there any differences between the lotus patterns used by your Di Mansion and Prime Minister Dong Qichen's Mansion?" Feng Qingzhuang tried to keep her voice calm and asked anxiously.
"It's not a big difference, it's just a different color," Di He replied truthfully.
"Is that the same as the lotus pattern used by the Dongqi royal family?" Feng Qingzhuang guessed uncertainly, her clasped hands already wet with sweat.
"Sorry, I can't say this." Di He's face showed a hint of embarrassment.
From Di He's expression, Feng Qingzhuang had already guessed the answer. Apart from the different colors, the lotus patterns used on the tokens by Di Mansion, Dongqi Royal Family and Dongqichen Prime Minister's Mansion all came from the same person.
hand, so he no longer pressed him
Next, she only needs to investigate these three directions carefully to get the answer.
Standing up slowly, Feng Qingzhuang walked towards the door. When she reached the door, she paused and looked back at Di He, who was still sitting on the chair. She thought that her life experience was unclearly related to Dong Qiguo, and she felt kindhearted.
, kindly reminded
"General Di, I would like to remind you that Feng Yu will not just let go of what happened last night. Please tell Di Yunxi to let her take care of herself."
"Thank you for being invited by Emperor Cangyan this time. After you and Prince Feng get married, I will take Yunxi back to Dongqi Kingdom." A trace of gratitude flashed in Di He's eyes, and he handed over his hand in thanks.
Feng Qingzhuang smiled faintly and continued walking towards the gate of the post house. Yin Zheng followed behind.
After leaving the post house, I got on the carriage and drove smoothly to the Prince's Mansion.
The days always go by so fast, and in a blink of an eye, it’s already the eve of the wedding
Festive red lanterns are hung everywhere in the Prince's Mansion, and bright red silk hangings are hung in the corridors.
The servants in the mansion are all smiling, feeling happy to welcome the important day tomorrow.
In the past few days, Feng Yu and Wu Jingyu didn't know what they were busy with. There was no one around, but Feng Qingzhuang was enjoying her leisure time alone. She sometimes flipped through books, sometimes admired the hall in the courtyard, and sometimes sat on the thousand-year-old jade bed.
Practicing "Feng Yuan Divine Jue"
As the sun sets in the west, the gorgeous sunset spreads across the horizon. Feng Yu, who has not been seen for several days, finally appears in the Phoenix Tower dressed in white clothes.
"Qingzhuang, tomorrow is your wedding day. According to the rules, you must be welcomed into the Prince's Mansion from the post house." Feng Yu walked into the room and said with a gentle smile on his face.
"I understand. I'll ask Yin Zheng to clean up briefly and then go to the post house." Feng Qingzhuang smiled slightly, but there was a touch of melancholy in the smile, which seemed a bit far-fetched.
Maybe it’s because the wedding day is approaching, and my mood is somewhat different, and even some thoughts of escaping may pop up in my mind from time to time.
"Don't worry, I will personally take you to the post house when night falls." Feng Yu's soft and pleasant voice sounded.
After a pause, he continued
"Since I saw you dancing at the birthday banquet of the Queen Mother of Star Yao Kingdom, I haven't had the opportunity to see you again. I wonder if you can dance for me today?"
When Feng Yu mentioned this request, a hint of expectation appeared in Feng Yu's dark and handsome eyes. His hands in his sleeves were clenched, slightly nervous and a little uneasy.
This uneasiness comes from tomorrow's wedding. I worry about whether tomorrow's wedding will go smoothly. Will it be a waste of time and joy?
"Feng Yu, you're fine, why do you suddenly want to watch me dance?" Feng Qingzhuang frowned, with a hint of concern in her tone.
"I'm fine. It was just a sudden thought. If you don't want to, forget it. You know that I won't force you to do anything." Feng Yu smiled slightly, covering up the disappointment in his heart with a smile.
When Feng Yu said this, Feng Qingzhuang felt really sorry in her heart and nodded.
"If you want to see it, I will make an exception and dance for you today."
Hearing this, Feng Yu's handsome and elegant face suddenly smiled, like a moist pearl blooming with brilliance, soft and gentle.
"The space inside the house is not wide enough, let's go into the yard," Feng Qingzhuang suggested.
After saying this, he walked towards the yard, and Feng Yu followed him out of the room.
In the yard, Haitang flowers stand steeply in the wind, blooming like brocade and the autumn wind blows, and their fragrance floats.
An idea flashed in Feng Qingzhuang's mind, and she remembered a set of swordsmanship "Xinghua Tianying" that she had seen in the martial arts secret book she copied a while ago. This swordsmanship emphasizes softness within hardness, hardness within softness, elegance and lightness.
Spirit is somewhat similar to Sword Dance, so it suits
I saw her shooting out a line of Qi, cutting off a Haitang branch. She sucked in the inner strength, and held the Haitang flower branch in her hand.
The person moves with her heart, her body is as light as a swallow, the flower branches in her hands tremble slightly, bringing up bursts of air. The fallen petals in the Haitang forest are like flying butterflies. With the air current, they surround Feng Qingzhuang's body, and the fragrant and intoxicating fragrance
diffused everywhere
The elegant and dexterous figure is like a fairy from the Nine Heavens descending to earth. Sometimes she taps lightly as she pleases, like a swallow flying lightly, sometimes she rotates like a colorful butterfly.
On the side, Feng Yu was fascinated and drunk...
He moved his body, broke off a piece of Haitang flower branch, and followed Feng Qingzhuang's movements to wave the Haitang flower branch in his hand smoothly.
One soft and one strong, it seems that they have been practiced hundreds of times, and they work together so well that it makes others envious.
On the rooftop in the distance, Wu Jingyu looked at the two people dancing in the courtyard, his black jade-like eyes blazing with anger, his clenched fists with veins popping out, and his body exuding a frightening violence.
I was so angry that I wanted to fly over and beat up that annoying fox.
However, for tomorrow's plan, I suppressed the rage welling up in my heart.
"Feng Fox, let me make you proud today."
With a cold snort, he swayed, swept down from the roof, and disappeared into the dusk.
In the yard, when Feng Qingzhuang made the last move with the Haitang flower branch in her hand, the petals of Haitang flowers spread all over the sky, forming a five-petal flower at her feet.
Afterwards, Feng Yu also stopped gesticulating, and the petals of the Haitang flower spread all over the sky, adding another layer around the five-petal flower at Feng Qingzhuang's feet.
Lowering his head and looking at the double-layered five-petal flower, Feng Yu's lips curved into a happy smile. This was their unique apricot flower sky shadow.
"I'll take you to the inn"
Feng Yu smiled gracefully. Because of his actions just now, his handsome and fair face was stained with a faint blush, like the bright clouds in the morning sky, unparalleled in beauty.
"Um"
Feng Qingzhuang nodded, threw the Haitang flower branch in her hand on the ground, and walked towards the room.
When she came out again, she had a small bamboo basket in her hand. In the bamboo basket, Xiao Jinzi and Fireball were playing happily together.
After passing the bamboo basket in his hand to Yin Zheng who was waiting at the door, he walked forward and walked side by side with Feng Yu towards the gate of the Prince's Mansion.