The Cold War, the depressing Cold War, the maddening Cold War.
From that day on, Wu Fengying never stepped into Yuhe Pavilion again, and Yi Fangfei never went to Luofeng Pavilion, not even to the study room. The monthly meeting held by the Blazing Flame Sect members also changed places.
, it was transferred to Yuhexuan.
Occasionally, the two of them met in Prince Rui's Mansion, but they glanced at each other coldly and did not speak. In this case, the servants in Prince Rui's Mansion suffered the most. They were always on tenterhooks, fearing that if they were not careful, they would trigger frequent attacks.
At the critical moment, two minefields exploded.
Hua Po Cocoon, Li Beibei, and Ye Xiangzi once came to say good things to Wu Fengying, but were pushed out by Yi Fangfei with a cold look. Yu Hexuan, the three wise kings Wu Fengxuan, the fourth prince Wu Fengao, and the sixth prince Wu Feng
Ling and Ninth Prince Wu Fengyu heard the news about their discord and rushed to Prince Rui's Mansion to comfort Yifangfei, hoping that they could resolve their misunderstanding and reconcile as before.
Only the eighth prince, Wu Fenghuang, looked gloating. Every time he visited Yifangfei in Prince Rui's Mansion, he would always sneer with malicious intent. Occasionally, he would say one or two lukewarm words, which made Yifangfei angry.
He closed the door of Yuhexuan and ordered to go down. Except for the personnel involved in dealing with matters related to Blazing Sect and Time and Space Building, all other visitors were gone.
On this day, Yi Fangfei was tugging at an unknown little purple flower in annoyance, when a servant came to report: "Princess, Mrs. Bai from Ningshui Ju is here to visit."
Yi Fangfei originally waved her hand, preparing for him to refuse. Then she thought about it and felt it was not appropriate, so she coldly replied: "Ask her to come in."
Bai Yudie changed her past simple and elegant makeup. Today, she specially put on heavy makeup, her eyebrows were dyed with indigo, her face was pink and rouge, a touch of bright red was painted on her lips, and her forehead was decorated with flower-shaped marks.
She wears a floor-falling rose-red gauze skirt with gold thread embroidered skirt, neckline and cuffs, which are delicate and gorgeous, with a slender waist. The tight-fitting and narrow-sleeved summer shirt highlights her beautiful bust, and she wears a gold silk water dragon brocade belt.
There are also shiny jade ornaments on the waist, and the sachet is hung on the waist. There is a pink tassel hairpin on each temple on the head. The pearl string hangs down, swaying in the wind. On the central cloud bun, there is a pair of jadeite hairpins.
The peacock inlaid with beaded agate dances drunkenly with the golden hairpin, spreading its wings to both sides, looking elegant and magnificent.
Yi Fangfei looked at her in such a grand dress, her light eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she looked at her in surprise.
Bai Yudie smiled knowingly, she drew a beautiful line of water sleeves, and said in a dancing voice: "Fangfei, are you surprised because you think my makeup today is different from usual?"
Yi Fangfei was stunned for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, it is indeed a bit strange. But you won't do this for no reason. Tell me, where are you going to go today?"
The beautiful water rippled slightly, and a wrinkle appeared in the middle of the willow eyebrows. Bai Yudie's cherry-red lips were slightly parted, and a wry smile floated on her lips. "What else could it be? He is getting married today."
he?!
When she understood who Bai Yudie was referring to, Yi Fangfei sighed softly. "Are you doing this because you want to forget it, or do you want to keep it?" She looked back, and the water rippled.
Waves like water mist swayed in her eyes. Bai Yudie was like a trembling magnolia flower at this moment, sad and beautiful, soft and delicate.
Suddenly, a force, like a flying stroke, was injected into her sad and calm water waves. She looked back with a charming smile, elegant and ethereal.
"Yudie——" Yi Fangfei stood up. She always felt that something was wrong with Bai Yudie today.
Bai Yudie's long skirt swayed and she smiled. "Fangfei, I'm leaving. You have to prepare well. I think you won't refuse to attend the wedding banquet of the Three Wise Kings." She waved her long sleeves and fluttered.
And go.
Yi Fangfei looked at her expressionless and lustful back, her pale eyebrows furrowed, getting tighter and tighter...