Chapter 4

The night was thick with snow and wind. On the snowy tiles of Fengfu Huanxinyuan, a man in moon-white brocade clothes stood, with large patches of light blue phoenix tail flowers looming in his white clothes. He was slender and picturesque, with an air of immortality untainted by dust. His black hair hung straight down, and an ice crown made of ice from the north sea held half of his hair. His slender black eyes glowed with a dark light, as if they could see through past and present lives.

He was like ice at the bottom of the deep sea, cold and indifferent. Only the wise Yanmianshui knew that such a man had loved someone for ten thousand years.

He is the unblessed god in the eyes of the people—Kunpeng, the Lord of the North Sea.

Legend has it that there is a ten-thousand-year-old ice at the bottom of the North Sea. That ice is the heart of the North Sea, the coldest in the three realms. It was nurtured by the heaven and earth for ten thousand years and transformed into the god of the North Sea - Kunpeng. He always wears a moon-white phoenix tail robe, and his whole body is filled with a faint blue chill. He is mysterious and cold, which is the evaluation of the heaven. But such a lonely immortal who has lived as long as the heaven and the earth has a delicate heart for one person. In his long and long life, he has a fiery temperature only for her. And everything, from the beginning to the end, even a long, long time ago, was an encounter and dream woven by him alone.

In the night light, the thick and indissoluble love never left the room with the Kunpeng lantern. He smiled faintly, and the hand under his sleeve emitted a blue light straight into the room. In the bedroom, the charcoal stove, which had only a few flames left, was instantly wrapped in a faint blue fire. Under the curtain, the sleeping little person smacked his lips, turned over, and kicked the quilt dishonestly. The quilt seemed to have its own thoughts, taking care of the restless pink-cheeked girl all night long.

The next day, at dawn, Feng Huanhuan stretched out her body, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and sat there in a daze for a while. She slept so well last night, and felt warm.

Soon, he called Feicui to wash up.

"Jade, it seems like today is the market day, right?"

"Yes, Miss. This is the last market period of this year." Just after she finished speaking, Feicui, who was dressing Feng Huanhuan, paused and pretended to be angry: "Miss, you are going out again? Have you forgotten what you said yesterday?"

Feng Huanhuan sat at the dressing table. In the bronze mirror, the rouge that spread outward from the corners of her eyes looked like the petals of an Oncidium orchid. She was delighted: "She used plum powder to paint her lips red, which highlights her eyes. It's a good match."

Feicui pursed her lips slightly, and raised her little face high: "Of course, I was trained by the eldest master himself, and I have memorized the thirty-two color matching diagrams by heart."

Feng Huanhuan said with a sly smile, "That's right, even my brother praised the jadeite's talent for color matching. With time, it will be perfect. By then, the Feng family will provide money to open a dressing shop in the market to make a dowry for you."

"Miss, Jadeite will not marry. Wherever you go, I will go."

Feicui blushed, not noticing that Feng Huanhuan was laughing secretly with her head down. From childhood to adulthood, Feicui was still so easily led astray. Soon, the dressing was completed, and the master and servant went to the front hall to eat.

After her brother left, Feng Mansion usually prepared breakfast according to her morning wake-up time. She was always the only one sitting at the huge eight-immortal table. She didn't know when it started, but Daddy would come back from court later and later, sometimes even under the moon.

Feicui watched the young lady holding her head with one hand and stirring the chicken porridge in the porcelain bowl with chopsticks, almost turning it into a paste. Whenever the young lady didn't eat in the morning, she must be thinking about the eldest master and the master again. She racked her brains and her eyes suddenly lit up, "Miss, let's go to the market? I heard that the soldiers will close the streets during the last market this year. The center of the city is enclosed into a square space, which has become a square street. The east market sells spring pancakes, and the west market sells sweets. There are many varieties for you to choose from."

Yes, the fair is bigger than the market, and vendors from neighboring countries come to Qingzhao to join in the fun. There are tens of thousands of stalls alone. It is said that if you have a discerning eye, you may be able to find the Jade Emperor's jade ring and Sun Wukong's tiger-skin skirt.

Suddenly, she rubbed her hands in excitement, "Fei Cui, let's go and see if there are any new things from foreign countries."

The warm winter sun shone through the layers of thin clouds onto the earth. Feng Huanhuan appeared in the crowd, skipping and jumping, holding a silver incense burner wrapped in blue satin in her hands.

The four directions of east, south, west and north each have their own merits, from silk and satin to firewood, rice, oil and salt, from gold and silver treasures to rare and precious clothes. Ancient books, classics, calligraphy and paintings, as well as Persian colored glaze, Western silk and cow and sheep skins, etc. Everywhere you look, you will be dazzled.

There were sounds of gongs and drums everywhere, and tens of thousands of stalls that stretched as far as the eye could see. Feng Huanhuan tiptoed, raised her head, pushed through the crowd, and looked into the distance.

"Emerald, look!"

Feicui looked in the direction of the young lady and saw that it was a peacock from the Western Regions. The master and servant pushed through the crowd and squeezed to the front. Two gorgeous peacocks stood on the high platform, aloof and gorgeous. Especially the colorful tail feathers, which suddenly shook a few times amid the people's cheers, and a thousand blue feathers bloomed, which made people feel awe.

"The peacock is spreading its tail!"

“Another lucky year!”

"Please pray that my son will give birth to a big fat boy next year!"

The people were so excited that they shouted loudly and put their hands together to pray for blessings. Under the reflection of the warm sun, it held its head high and walked calmly, its blue tail feathers glowing with golden light, just like the peacock god descending to earth to bless the world.

Feng Huanhuan had sharp eyes and immediately spotted the host dressed in Western style. He was tall, with a colorful cloth wrapped around his head and a large cowhide coat. Although he had a full beard, his big eyes under his sword-like eyebrows were clear. He must be young and easy to communicate with.

So Feng Huanhuan dragged Feicui to the side and said, "Boss, are you going to sell your tail feathers?"

The host was obviously stunned, and soon put one hand on his chest, "Hello, young lady, how much do you need?"

"I want to make a colorful fan." After saying that, she even gestured, "Probably, the same width as mine will do."

The boss smiled and agreed readily, "Sure, I can make it for you tomorrow."

"Okay, send it to the Shangshu Mansion and the housekeeper will pay you."

"Thank you for your presence, young lady. My name is Xing Yan. Please let the housekeeper know when the time comes."

Feng Huanhuan nodded in response, and dragged Feicui to stroll somewhere else. On such a large market day, there were crackling firecrackers everywhere. The two of them blocked their ears and ran to a less crowded place to catch their breath. Before they had even taken a few breaths, they heard the sound of horses galloping.

As far as she could see, from far to near, the man in the lead was sitting high on the horseback, his black hair was tied up, and his azure ice crown seemed to be emitting cold air, making the whole person gloomy and cold. Especially his eyes, which were as calm as a well, seemed like two different people who knew her.

Despite this, her heart began to beat wildly the moment she saw the man.

Han Fengci wanted to hurry back to Dali Temple, but the pale yellow girl in front of him was too eye-catching, and he stared at her. Just as the horse was about to pass the girl, he pulled the reins tight, stopped, thought for a moment, and said, "Miss Feng is also here to visit the market?"

Feng Huanhuan, who was already sweating from nervousness, raised her little face and showed her little teeth, "Yes, I heard there are a lot of rare treasures. I just bought some."

In fact, he was a dull person. He usually couldn't respond to a question without a question. In the blink of an eye, he racked his brains and came up with a question: "What did Miss Feng buy?"

"Here." Feng Huanhuan pointed to the peacock platform not far away, "I bought some tail feathers and made them into fans. They will be cool and beautiful in the summer."

Han Fengci lowered her head and smiled. Her taste had not changed since she was a child. So he said, "Well, it must be beautiful. If the peacock tail feathers were made into clothes, it would be even more gorgeous."

Feng Huanhuan stared with wide eyes, "How do you know what I'm thinking?"

"It's all written on your face." Han Fengci said with a smile.

This smile was like a spring breeze. Feng Huanhuan was so fascinated by it that she was stunned on the spot. If it wasn't for Feicui pulling her sleeve in time, she might have made a joke. She laughed awkwardly, "Master Han, is there anything urgent?"

"No." Han Feng replied firmly.

The Dali Temple Black Wolf Guards behind him looked at each other, not daring to speak loudly. They rushed back in a hurry, wasn't it just to handle an urgent case?

Feng Huanhuan didn't notice the strange look on the Black Wolf Guard's face. She only had her eyes on the man on horseback, her eyes still gleaming with excitement. "Then Mr. Han, can you accompany me to the market? And have dinner together?"

Feicui stared at the side with eyes wide open, and hurriedly pulled the young lady aside, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Young lady, you are crazy! Men and women should not touch each other, how can a woman be so proactive! You are the legitimate daughter of the Feng family, you must not be so casual."

Feng Huanhuan struggled to free herself from the clutching of her sleeve, as if she was about to throw something away. "I'm not being casual at all. It's just a casual meal. Come on, don't keep me waiting. It's so rude."

"…………." Why are you being so polite at this time? Feicui couldn't beat Feng Huanhuan, so she followed the two of them obediently. However, Feicui's eyes were fixed on Han Fengci's back, as if she was about to stare a hole in it, and she even didn't let go of the Black Wolf Guard who followed Han Fengci closely. Her frequent glares made the Silver Wolf at a loss.

Han Fengci felt a chill on his back, but he still had a faint smile on his face. Feng Huanhuan was jumping all the way, wanting everything new she saw. Han Fengci followed behind silently, paying silver, his hands filled with everything from one item to his entire arms. Silver Wolf couldn't stand it anymore. This newly appointed adult usually suppressed them so much that they dared not breathe, but now he was like a little boy, wandering around the street with a bunch of girls' and children's toys, which really lost his dignity.

So, he took the initiative to step forward to help, "Han Liqing, let me help you get some."

Han Fengci refused, saying that only he could take her things. In the end, the silver wolf was really annoying, so Han Fengci sent him back to the Dali Temple.

As dusk fell, the fiery clouds melted the layers of snow, making the road slightly slippery.

"Miss, please be careful when you walk, don't fall." Feicui was really worried this day, and the hem of her skirt was stained with snow and muddy.

"I know, I know. I'm not a child anymore. How could I let you slip by yourself?"

As she turned around to speak, Feng Huanhuan slipped and stumbled, and the candied haws in her hand flew away. In the blink of an eye, her body seemed to have its own consciousness and stood firmly in place.

She was stunned, very stunned.

Feicui was so frightened that she almost lost her soul. She pulled Feng Huanhuan's sleeve and checked to see if she was injured. "Miss! Did you sprain anything? Does your foot hurt?"

In the eyes of others, Feng Huanhuan slipped and fell, and when she was about to fall, she suddenly reacted, turned the situation around, and stood back to where she was. But only she knew that it was an external force that fixed her, wrapped her up, and pulled her back to where she was.

"Miss, are you scared?" Feicui was so anxious that she was about to cry. Feng Huanhuan stood there with her eyes lost and out of focus.

Han Fengci frowned and looked her up and down quickly. She was not injured, but she looked dazed. He pursed his lips and tried to call out, "Miss Feng?"

At this moment, Feng Huanhuan came back to her senses and stared with wide eyes, "Ah?"

Feicui heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a slightly tearful tone, "Miss, you scared me to death. I thought you were scared silly."

Feng Huanhuan's eyes bulged, "Did you hear about someone who fell down and became stupid?"

"Who knows? Miss looked like her soul had been taken away just now. I called you several times but you didn't respond." Feicui's eyes were red. She must have been really scared. Feng Huanhuan stopped talking nonsense and immediately coaxed her: "Oh, good Feicui, your Miss knows she is wrong and she won't dare to do it again next time."

After a long period of coaxing, Feicui finally stopped pouting. But Feng Huanhuan had a seed buried in her heart. It was dusk now, and the streets were no longer as crowded as they were during the day. Moreover, the road they took to have dinner was dark and narrow, and there were only three of them at the time. Could it be that she had encountered some immortal, or was possessed by some demon?

Or was it her mother's spirit that appeared? Feng Huanhuan was still thinking until she sat in the Taotie Pavilion.