Did he really know that it was intentional? This person really should not be underestimated. Feng Ning raised the corner of his lips and chuckled, "Feng Ning is a stingy person. Since His Highness the Second Prince is apologizing, I won't care about it anymore. As the saying goes,
The general is out and military orders are not given. Since he has left the imperial palace, His Highness can just call Feng Ning by name."
There is a general out there who refuses to give military orders. Is Emperor Yushuo blind? With such a courageous and courageous woman existing under his eyes, why is she not taken seriously and not favored? "Then it would be disrespectful for me to refuse.
When going back and forth during the ceremony, Fengning don’t call me His Highness the Second Prince, just call me Qingfeng.”
With a slight smile on his face, the door of the private room was pushed open. A woman in Tsing Yi led the servant into the private room with the meal. After placing the delicacies on the table, the servant went out, leaving the man in Tsing Yi behind.
A woman is waiting on the side.
The woman in Tsing Yi who Ye Qingfeng only served as a waiter was also a unique feature of Danfeng Xuyuan. However, the woman's expression did not change after she came in. She looked extremely cold. The boss used her to serve the guests and was not afraid of scaring the guests.
Are you leaving?
Looking at Ye Qingfeng's eyes that glanced at the woman in green from time to time, Feng Ning asked, "Isn't this dish not to your taste?"
Ye Qingfeng heard this and shook his head. Just like that, until the end of lunch, the woman in green just stood there, as motionless as an iceberg.
After coming out of Danfeng Xuyuan, it was already half a cup of tea. A car parked at the door, but it was not the one when they came. Thinking that the servant was lazy, Ye Qingfeng frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy.
When he was about to speak, Feng Ning spoke before him, "Mr. Ye, Feng Ning suddenly has something to do. I wonder if the master is traveling with him or has his own plans?"
Qingfeng? I'm not familiar with him at all, and I have no intention of getting closer to him. Just call him Ye Gongzi.
Ye Qingfeng's slightly opened eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment. Just because of the word 'Ye Gongzi', he immediately comforted him and allowed himself to call her Feng Ning. This was already a big gain from this trip, "If Feng Ning doesn't
By the way, I just want to enjoy the prosperity of Minling City."
Seeing Feng Ning smiling slightly, and seeing that the person who opened the curtain of the carriage was the cold-faced woman in green who had been waiting in the private room, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and smiled bitterly in his heart, in front of Feng Ning, he was doing things
His ability to judge was greatly reduced, and he leaned slightly to let Feng Ning get in the car first.
Cui Niang fired her whip, and the wheels started to drive slowly. Feng Ning closed her eyes and listened to the bustling noise that invaded her ears, including calls to buy, shouts, the whirling of clothes, and the sounds of people passing by...
The woman opposite closed her eyes and meditated, her long eyelashes were as fine as raindrops, her fairy-like face was as clear and calm as water, and her posture without any expression was like the cold moon on the Yin night in winter, letting out the coldness that hit her body, as if looking in her eyes, but far away.
Thousands of miles away.
She was special. Although she gave the excuse for leaving the palace calmly, it was obvious that the woman driving the carriage outside the curtain came prepared. With her intelligence, it was not difficult to guess that she would see through the clues sooner or later. However, she still had no clue.
Let yourself follow without caring.
Regardless of which imperial palace or harem there is, a woman in the harem who leaves the palace without permission is the grave sin of deceiving the emperor and killing the clan. Now I thought that she would appear near Sixuanfang, and her real purpose was just to plan her way out of the palace, but then
Her appearance, just like the beauty of an adult, allowed her to leave the palace without any worries. But in this situation, isn't she afraid of letting herself know the purpose of leaving the palace?
Although he knew that he would be rude and lose his temper, Ye Qingfeng still couldn't suppress the confusion in his heart. However, he asked, "Is the woman driving the carriage a maid from the Prime Minister's Palace?"
Ye Qingfeng's cloudy eyes were slightly half-opened, and after the haze became clear, it was Ye Qingfeng's handsome face that was filled with doubts. He had endured it for so long before testing, so he was able to say, "She is not a maid."
The emotionless words came out, which was similar to her calm expression. If so, it was inconvenient for him to ask any more questions.
The Xuan car stopped and got off, and Cui Niang opened the curtain. Ye Qingfeng still got out of the car first, but she lost the expectation of contact with Feng Ning. A little desolation slipped in her eyes, watching the woman in green holding Feng Ning down.
Xuan car.
This was a cloth shop. Feng Ning pulled out the white gauze from her sleeves to cover her face, and then stepped across the threshold.
There were many people choosing fabrics in front of the counter, and most of them were wealthy people. Feng Ning walked up to the counter. Without any paperwork, the shopkeeper could tell at a glance that she was a woman who had ordered several sets of clothes a few days ago. Because of her temperament
It was so special that he still remembered it freshly, "Girl, you are here."
Looking at the smiling face of the shopkeeper, Feng Ning took out the receipt from her arms and handed it over, "Shopkeeper, are my clothes ready?"
"It's done. It's been done a long time ago. Just wait a moment and I'll get it for you."
Feng Ning ordered three sets of clothes, one each for Cuiniang and Huan Jiong, and one for her father. Although they were not made by her own hands, she felt a little sorry, but they were made with her money. The thought of this comforted herself.
excuses to feel more balanced.
The shopkeeper took out the clothes. After Feng Ning paid the money, he handed the clothes to Cui Niang and said, "This is yours. With this set, you can send it to the prime minister's house to your father."
"Thank you, Master."
I always felt that Huan Jiong and Cui Niang had been wearing the same clothes. Later, when I asked the master, I found out that they only had two sets of clothes, both of the same color. They would change them when they were worn out, so she would give them to Huan Jiong and Cui Niang every year.
Ordering two sets of new clothes, Feng Ning was not displeased by the cold words, because she knew that that was Cui Niang's temperament.
After leaving Buzhuang, I went to buy some things for Cui Niang to take back to Yuweishan Mansion to offer sacrifices to the master. After staying in Yuweishan Mansion for eight years, we have been together for a long time. It cannot be said that there is no affection. This matter could have been
Cui Niang finished the work in the nearby city, but since she would not return to Yuweishan Mansion for the time being, she was willing to walk more distance.
The setting sun floating in the sky has already sunk into the clouds. Regardless of the time and space, winter nights always come earlier. Various lanterns are lit on the streets, and people walk together in twos and threes, talking and laughing.
I thought Feng Ning would do something when she left the palace. After following her all afternoon, I felt like a daughter-in-law of a family buying things needed for the New Year. Just for this matter, did she need to risk deceiving the emperor and leave the palace? Yes.
Does she take her life too lightly, or is she capable of leaving the palace, and meeting her is just a matter of smooth sailing? What kind of woman is she?
Watching her tell the woman in Tsing Yi some things, the woman in Tsing Yi drove away in the carriage. The carriage that left the palace followed closely. After the carriage in front left, the carriage that left the palace drove slowly.
Came over.
Feng Ning pulled off the white gauze covering her face, touched her lips and coughed lightly. She talked too much, and her throat became dry and hoarse. Ye Qingfeng asked, "What's wrong? But is it uncomfortable there?"
There was a hint of worry in his voice. It was really inexplicable that he was so attentive. "Nothing's wrong, I'm just a little thirsty in my throat." He raised his eyes and saw the sweet cake shop. An intoxicating smile appeared on his lips involuntarily, and he couldn't help but add a little more emotion to his tone.
Joy, "Let's go buy some sweet cakes and go back to the palace."
Before Ye Qingfeng had time to speak, the owner of the intoxicating smile had already walked quickly towards a sweet cake shop. Emperor Yu Shuo regarded her existence as nothing. No matter what the purpose was, didn't she leave the palace? Why
Do you want to return to the imperial palace and suffer the pain of guarding the empty palace alone?
Looking at the smiling woman not far away, he frowned and had to admit that this woman was so special, so special that he, who had never had a crush on her before, fell in love with her as soon as he saw her, except for her.
Her earthly beauty, her conversation and temperament, her leisure and casualness, these all attracted him deeply.
The restraint and calmness when explaining things, and the childlike innocence when he said that he wanted to buy sweet cakes to return to the palace. The two different charms were all in one, which was enough to make him full of curiosity and make him more inquisitive.
Feng Ning looked at the four sweet cakes in her hands with satisfaction. She walked to stand in front of Ye Qingfeng. When she raised her eyes and wanted to tell him that she could go back to the palace, she saw his serious expression, his deep pupils filled with doubts, and his lips.
The flaps were slightly open, obviously he had something to say but didn't know how to say it.
During the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival, the bustling streets were filled with people. After a while, Ye Qingfeng finally asked, "Emperor Yu Shuo doesn't care about your existence. Despite this, do you still want to return to the imperial palace?"
She is a smart person and understands what she means.
Feng Ning's expression was rare, and she read some information from those faces filled with expectation and tenderness. She smiled bitterly and asked, "Shouldn't I go back? Don't forget, I am Emperor Yushuo.
The concubine of the palace."
Ye Qingfeng made a meaningful arc and said: "Yushuo's imperial palace cannot restrain you at all, and you are not suitable to stay with an emperor who doesn't value yourself."
When Feng Ning heard this, he was aroused by him. The smile on her face disappeared completely. She turned away and glanced at her eyes with displeasure, "That is Feng Ning's business.
It has nothing to do with Mr. Ye."
After saying that, he wanted to get in the car, but his wrist was suddenly held by someone, and he looked back in surprise. At that moment, his eyes were blazing, and he looked like someone. Listening to his serious question, "If I can take you away,
Are you willing to go with me?"
The wrist of a stunningly beautiful woman is grabbed by a handsome man. This kind of scenery is not something you often encounter on the street, so no one stops to watch. Even those who pass by turn their heads quite frequently.
Thinking about the strange look on his face when they first met, it turned out that it was for this reason. Love at first sight really existed in this world, but at this time, I couldn't do anything at all. His mind was destined to be attached to...
Dongliu gently took down his hand and looked at him with a hint of coldness in his eyes, "Young Master Ye, take back your obsession and delusion. It's time for us to go back."
Ye Qingfeng's expression was stagnant. She said that her thoughts were just delusional thoughts. Her chest was a little clogged and she felt extremely uncomfortable. The distance of only two steps was like thousands of miles apart. Her admiration for the bright moon in the night sky was nothing more than wishful thinking.
He smiled bitterly and was about to speak, but was stopped by a loud male voice, "Isn't this His Highness Qingfeng?"