Chen Feng washed himself, put on his pajamas, and sat on the edge of the bed again.
He glanced at Fu Zhao meaningfully and lay down.
Fu Zhao looked over and saw that Chen Feng had turned his back to her, probably asleep.
Liang Sui felt uncomfortable watching this, and the way the Crown Prince rejected people thousands of miles away made people sad.
What's more important is that today is the wedding, and the prince refuses to give Fu Zhao face.
Could it be that the prince was unhappy because of the dagger Fu Zhao had hidden on his body?
Liang Sui felt that the dagger hidden in his arms was a hot potato and he had to get rid of it quickly.
The servants in the yard all acted based on their master's face. When they saw how their eldest son treated his new wife, those servants knew something in their minds.
Hongyue is the eldest maid in the prince's courtyard. She was sent here by Chen Feng's stepmother, Mrs. Chen. Because of her beauty and the fact that Mrs. Chen attaches great importance to her, Hongyue has some thoughts that a servant should not have.
Come.
Looking at the eldest son's attitude towards the new lady, Hong Yue secretly curled up her lips.
Seeing that the prince was probably asleep, Hongyue winked at the maids around her and led them out together.
Upon seeing this, Liangsui chased after him for a few steps. How could these people have gone out? His lady hadn't washed herself yet!
Liangsui chased him to the door and walked back in dismay.
"Miss, please go get a basin of water and help you freshen up."
Fu Zhao nodded absently.
Liangsui went out to fetch water, and then remembered that Fu Zhao had not eaten anything all day, but she was not familiar with the place, so she had no idea where the kitchen of the Hou Mansion was.
She then went to find Hongyue in the servant's room and asked politely: "Sister, could you please send someone to the kitchen to get some food for the Crown Prince's wife? The Crown Prince's wife hasn't eaten anything all day."
Hong Yue raised her chin and said arrogantly: "I am dedicated to serving the Crown Prince, and other things are not under my control. You can find someone else."
With Hongyue's attitude, no one else would help Liosui at all.
Liangsui had no choice but to find the kitchen of the Hou Mansion by herself.
For today's wedding banquet, the kitchen has prepared a lot of dishes.
When no one was paying attention, Liangsui packed some food boxes and hurried back.
She went straight into the new house, only to see Fu Zhao huddled up and lying next to Chen Feng, falling asleep.
Seeing Fu Zhao sleeping soundly, Liangsui couldn't bear to wake Fu Zhao up.
She gently took off Fu Zhao's wedding clothes, took off the jewelry from his bun, and went out.
A dreamless night.
Fu Zhao opened her eyes and stared at the layout of the new house for a long time before she realized that today was the second day of her wedding to Chen Feng.
I originally thought that I would have nightmares at night because of what happened in my previous life, but I didn't expect that I slept exceptionally well.
The seat belonging to Chen Feng was empty, leaving only a little residual warmth.
Fu Zhao sat up and when he lowered his head, he saw when his clothes were taken off.
Her face suddenly burned with anger.
At this moment, the door was opened.
Chen Feng walked in with dew all over his body, his eyebrows were cold and sharp, and his breath was cold.
Seeing Chen Feng's gaze moving downward, Fu Zhao hurriedly pulled the quilt and wrapped himself up.
Chen Feng calmly looked back and said, "It's time to go pay your respects to my father and mother."
"I'll get up right away," Fu Zhao replied.
Chen Feng waited for a while, and when he saw that Fu Zhao had nothing to say, he urged impatiently, "If it's any later, I'm afraid we'll be late."
"You go out..." Fu Zhao originally wanted Chen Feng to go out, but then he thought, since she had already made up her mind to stay and become Chen Feng's wife, why should she care about these details anymore.
Fu Zhao took a deep breath, pushed the quilt away and got out of bed.
There was a carpet in the room, and she stepped directly on the carpet with her bare feet and called: "Ryoho! Ryoho!"
Chen Feng's eyes moved to Fu Zhaoruo's looming collarbone, slender waist, and a pair of jade feet...
His Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed unconsciously.
Just as Liangsui came in, Chen Feng withdrew his gaze and sat down with his back to Fu Zhao.
When Liangsui was waiting for Fu Zhao to get up, Hongyue also came in with the maids.
"Your Majesty, you have just finished sword practice. It is so cold in the plum forest. Please drink some hot tea to warm yourself up." Hong Yue pinched her throat and said.
While speaking, Hongyue's eyes glanced towards Fu Zhao intentionally or unintentionally, as if she was announcing to Fu Zhao.
So what if Fu Zhao is the Crown Prince's wife? It's not as good as her status in the Crown Prince's heart.
She has served the prince for so many years and knows all his preferences very well. Fu Zhao wants to compare her with him in the next life!
Hongyue's voice became more and more charming, "Your Majesty, are your arms sore? I will give you a squeeze on your shoulders."
Hongyue stretched out her hands, and before she put them on Chen Feng's shoulders, she met Chen Feng's cold eyes.
Hongyue quickly retracted her hand and said timidly: "This slave has overstepped her bounds."
Chen Feng's tone was calm, "What are you doing here?"
"This servant is waiting to listen to the prince's instructions."
"You go and wait on Madam."
"What?" Hongyue was surprised. The Crown Prince asked her to serve Fu Zhao? Did she hear wrongly?
"Go quickly." There was a hint of impatience in Chen Feng's flat tone.
Hongyue quickly took her maid to Fu Zhao's place.
Although it was the prince's order, Hongyue just couldn't spare her body to serve Fu Zhao, so she stood aside and let the maids serve him.
With help from others, Fu Zhao quickly cleaned up.
Looking at himself in the dressing mirror, who was several years younger, Fu Zhao still felt like he was dreaming.
In her previous life, after receiving the divorce letter from the Marquis, she experienced too many nightmares. In just a few years, she wasted her age by more than ten years.
She remembered that before she died, half of her hair had turned gray.
Chen Feng had already walked to the door and said, "Let's go."
Fu Zhao put away his thoughts and walked over.
Hongyue couldn't swallow that breath. From the first day she was sent here by Mrs. Chen, she regarded herself as Chen Feng's.
She always felt that she should give Fu Zhao a blow.
Glancing at the folds at Chen Feng's collar, Hongyue said softly: "Your Majesty, my servant, please help you straighten your clothes."
Hongyue took a step forward, but had to step back under Chen Feng's cold gaze.
Chen Feng looked at Fu Zhao and nodded his chin.
Fu Zhao understood, she walked over and tried hard to raise her hands to straighten Chen Feng's clothes.
When she got closer, she could really feel Chen Feng's tall figure. She only reached Chen Feng's chest.
She suddenly remembered that when she and her brother met for the last time, she helped her brother tidy up his clothes in this way.
Unexpectedly, it was the farewell between her and her brother. When they saw each other again, his brother was carried in and had no breath.
Fu Zhao lowered his eyes and took back his hands, "You can go."
