Chapter 12
If it weren't for him, she would never see her mother again. The gratitude she felt was too pale to be expressed in words. Now that she had gotten over the thought in her heart, she felt much better. Her mother was very good, and her brother and father would be happy to know that. Although her brother and father rarely mentioned her mother in front of her, she knew that her mother's departure was a pain in their hearts. She often blamed herself, saying that if it weren't for her, her mother would not have left. Now that the knot in her heart has been untied, it feels like sweet springs flowing through her body.
It was almost late at night, and Han Fengci sent her back to Huanxin Garden. Feng Huanhuan was standing at the door of the warm room. When she saw him about to leave, she immediately called him, "Han Fengci."
He looked back at her, she lowered her eyebrows and smiled, then tilted her head back and blurted out, "Han Fengci, I like you."
Her eyes were too bright, sparkling like the starry sky above her head. His hands under his sleeves secretly clenched and loosened, back and forth. Despite this, he tried his best to maintain a faint smile on his face, trying his best to hide the shock in his heart.
"Got it, little girl, go to sleep."
After the man left, Feng Huanhuan still lay on the door beam and looked at him. Although she didn't know why he always seemed to care about her, he kept a distance from her. Maybe it was because she hadn't reached the age of marriage yet? She thought to herself until the curtain fell and she felt sleepy. She smiled and closed her eyes, as if she was fast asleep.
On the snowy top of Huanxin Garden, the man in the moon-white robe still hadn't left. He withdrew his gaze, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be filled with bitterness and sorrow. It was as if there were thousands of words that he couldn't say.
The next day, just after the sun rose, Feng Huanhuan finished her breakfast with her father. She wanted to tell her father that she had seen her mother, but then she thought of her brother not coming back yet, which gave her a headache. Before she could think of how to tell him, she saw the housekeeper Wu hurriedly come to report: "Miss, the maid of Miss Bai from the general's mansion is outside the mansion asking to see you."
Feng Huanhuan and Feicui looked at each other, and after they understood clearly, they said goodbye to Feng Nianxiang and followed Butler Wu to the main gate.
"Miss, why didn't Miss Bai come in person this year?" Feicui muttered as she walked.
In previous years, Bai Tiao came in person, even though she never gave a good face, but Bai Tiao's personality would never send a maid. So Feng Huanhuan said, "I don't know what's going on, let's go and take a look."
At this time, the door of the mansion opened, revealing Handan's bloated face, which was obviously swollen from being beaten. She was not tall, and had a slender figure, which made her look more delicate than other maids. That year, during the Guanyin Mountain Blessing Meeting, the second wife of the general's mansion was in danger on the way, and it was Handan's mother who saved the second wife and asked her to settle Handan before she died. At that time, Bai Tiao was still young, and seeing that the two were of the same age, she gave her to Bai Tiao as a maid. Over the years, Handan's food, clothing and expenses were different from those of other maids, and she had developed a proud character.
At this time, Handan's face was stiff and angry. Feng Huanhuan and Feicui looked at each other. It was really inexplicable. It wasn't someone beaten by the Shangshu Mansion, so how could the anger spread so far? So Feng Huanhuan didn't respond in a good tone and glanced at him with the corner of his eye: "It's New Year's Day, who are you glaring at?"
Handan stared at him like she was possessed by a demon. She didn't answer a word and completely forgot what respect and inferiority meant. Her expression made Feng Huanhuan confused. At this time, Feicui saw that more and more people were coming and going at the gate. Now was the time for people to go out and give gifts. If there was a mess, it would soon get out and Miss Yu would be in trouble. So she stepped forward and kindly reminded Handan: "Handan, you and I are both maids. Even if you are deeply loved by the master, you must not forget the rules."
Handan glanced at them with the corner of her eyes, pursed her lips and kept silent. Perhaps she had to bow her head because she saw more and more people coming and going. She bowed half-heartedly and made a simple salute, very reluctantly: "Hello, Miss Feng. This is a New Year gift from Miss Baifu."
Feng Huanhuan had noticed the yellow pear wood box in her hand a long time ago. She gave Feicui a look and Feicui retreated. She stepped forward, looking at the unconvinced face, almost laughing out of anger. However, she did not want to do anything to Handan, as it would be too humiliating. So, she straightened her body and looked at Handan, and only asked, "Where is Bai Tiaozi? Why didn't she come?"
Handan raised her eyes and tilted her neck: "Replying to Miss Feng, the young lady has caught a cold and is not convenient to go out."
The two of them faced each other, and Handan did not look away, but stared at her straightly, as if she was secretly competing with her, which was really disrespectful.
Feng Huanhuan didn't indulge Handan either, and shouted vigorously: "Butler Wu, please send the guest away."
After saying this, she turned around quickly without pausing. She walked through the courtyard gate and along the path until she returned to the wing room, still angry. She put her hands on her waist, barefoot, and paced back and forth on the wool carpet in anger, "Fei Cui, tell me, how did Handan become like this! Huh? Her master doesn't dare to talk to me like this, so she must have seen that I am a paper tiger and can only talk back at me, not really dare to come!"
Feicui was brewing tea, and the room was filled with the aroma of chrysanthemums. She calmly held the teacup and placed it on the tea table, "Miss, don't be angry. Handan has grown up with us since childhood. How could she not know what kind of character you are? How could someone who doesn't even dare to step on an ant do something to hurt others? She usually just pretends to be powerful with her mouth."
But on second thought, Handan has indeed changed a lot over the years. So, Feicui continued, "Miss, Miss Bai is a very indifferent person. Since she was a child, she has always been very polite to others except for talking and playing with you. Even if Miss Bai caught a cold today, she would never send only a maid to visit you on such a big day as the first day of the new year. It would be so shabby."
This touched Feng Huanhuan's heart. Bai Tiao was a person who valued etiquette the most, and others could not find fault with him. She sat on the stool in silence for a while, and looked at Feicui, "Do you think Bai Tiaozi has had any problems?"
Feicui scratched her forehead, and her eyes suddenly lit up, "Miss, you said Handan's face was swollen, and Miss Bai didn't leave the house, could it be that day..."
Feicui's reminder reminded Feng Huanhuan of the day when she met the Third Prince and the Sixth Princess at the Jewelry Pavilion. I'm afraid that Concubine Cihe severely punished the Sixth Princess, and with her petty mind, she will definitely find trouble with Bai Tiao. However, in the final analysis, it was Handan who overstepped her bounds. If she had done her duty as a servant, even if the Sixth Princess was unruly, she would not have been able to find fault with Bai Tiaozi and her servant. This matter is probably not that simple. At breakfast today, Daddy said that my brother had set off from the border and would return to the capital soon. At this moment, nothing can happen to Bai Tiaozi.
After a while, Feicui propped up her round head and looked for a long time, wondering in her heart: What is the young lady thinking about so intently? When she had looked enough, she heard a voice urging, "Feicui, hurry up, let's go find Han Fengci."
The wind on the first day of the first lunar month was very gentle, blowing on my face like cotton. I crossed the intersection, ran out of the street, and finally arrived under the black plaque, with the words "Han Mansion" hanging high in the air.
Feng Huanhuan was panting on the spot, and Feicui went forward to knock on the door. This time, she didn't have to wait long, and the person who opened the door was none other than the Black Wolf Guard Silver Wolf. He was dressed in black, with the corners of his eyes slightly raised to his temples. When he saw that it was Feng Huanhuan, he immediately greeted her and bowed, "Miss Feng."
"Hey, it's you, where is your master?" Feng Huanhuan asked. Silver Wolf stepped aside and said respectfully, "The master is in the study, Miss Feng, please come in."
Entering the Han Mansion, Silver Wolf led the way. Passing through the blue brick courtyard and a small path, there was the study. Feng Huanhuan looked around. The Han Mansion was extremely deserted. There were only dead trees in winter and snow-covered grass. There were not many servants along the way. Silver Wolf saw Feng Huanhuan's confusion and took the initiative to say, "The master likes quietness, and the servants who were given here have been sent away by the master. If it weren't for the fact that there was no one here when Miss Feng came last time, there would be no one in the Han Mansion on weekdays."
As she was talking, Feng Huanhuan saw a tall figure under a plaque not far away. In an instant, she lifted her skirt and trotted. The two plush balls on her chest swayed with her steps, which was very cute. Her almond eyes were shining, and the corners of her mouth were like the moon. She called out while running: "Han Fengci."
Han Fengci came forward and replied, "Slow down."
There was a doting look in his cold eyes. He reached out and led her into the study room to sit down. Silver Wolf served her warm tea and left with Feicui. There were only two people left in the study room. The large and empty space was still warm even without the charcoal stove. Feng Huanhuan took a sip of hot tea and saw him staring at her, so she directly explained her purpose, "Han Fengci, I have something to ask of you."
Then, she smiled, with a hint of ill intention. Although Han Fengci had no expression, his heart felt like being brushed by a feather. He liked her lively and eccentric look, so he replied, "You say."
At the moment, there was no one else in the study, but she still lowered her voice and looked around cautiously like a thief. Han Fengci couldn't help but curl his lips slightly, and lowered his voice as she did: "What? Are you going to do something bad?"
Feng Huanhuan looked sly, staring at him with two grape-like eyes and whispered, "Do you know how to become invisible?"
“…” He asked directly: “Where do you want to go?”
She said happily, "I want to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion. I want to see what happened to Baitiaozi."
Then, she told Han Fengci about Bai Shao and her brother, and of course the incident that happened that year. She pulled her chin with a sad face: "Alas, you said that my brother is about to return victorious, which should be a happy thing. But as for that man in black, I still don't know how to talk to my brother."
"My brother is so outstanding and handsome. Countless young ladies in the capital are lining up to look up to him. But my brother only has Bai Tiao in his heart. He strives for fame and honor, and one of the reasons is the Prime Minister's Mansion. The left prime minister is really jealous and has very high standards. My brother has foresight and is afraid that Bai Tiao will be sent to the palace after she reaches the age of 15. After considering many factors, he decided to join the army."
"Now that my brother has returned to the capital with his achievements, it is reasonable for him to ask for an imperial decree to grant marriage. But..."
When Feng Huanhuan thought of this, her head started to ache badly. She kept sighing and frowning. Han Fengci also understood what he said, but he did find something suspicious. He decided to wait until he found out the truth before telling the girl. Right now, he couldn't bear to see her so upset. So, he coaxed her in a calm voice, "I'll take you to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the evening, okay?"
She suddenly raised her head, "Really? I can become invisible too?"
Han Fengci smiled and nodded, "Yes."
Feng Huanhuan spent the whole day in Han's house. On ordinary days, the kitchen rarely cooks, but now it is busy because of the arrival of a young girl. There are plates of exquisite meals on the eight-immortal table, and she swallows her throat: "This looks too delicious!"
They were all her favorites, such as Four Joy Meatballs, Chicken Wrapped in Lotus Leaves, Steamed Spare Ribs, and Minced Pork with Bay Leaves. She ate happily, but Han Fengci still didn't eat much. Until she leaned back in her chair with a satisfied look on her face, she asked, "Don't you gods need to eat?"
He raised his lips and replied softly, "Yes."
"Ah? That's so pitiful. There are so many delicious foods and you have no desire to eat them? I thought I was a god and could eat wherever I wanted. If I want to eat lychees from the south, I can eat them just by closing my eyes." Feng Huanhuan said.
Han Fengci chuckled: "Want to eat lychees from the south? I'll take you there in the summer."
His voice was so gentle, so gentle that she felt as if she was lying on cotton and felt so comfortable that she wanted to stick to him.
Finally, it was night, and the moon was hanging over the branches. Feng Huanhuan sent Feicui back home early, and until Feicui reluctantly stepped out of the Han Mansion, she repeated her instructions again and again: "If Daddy asks, just say I went to bed."
"I know, the young lady has said it many times." Feicui looked at her aggrievedly, and left, looking back every few steps. Fortunately, Silver Wolf sent Feicui back home, so he didn't worry about the girl's safety.
So, she stared at him excitedly, "Han Fengci, shall we go?"
Han Fengci raised his hand, and a pale blue light shone from his palm. The light rushed towards her and enveloped her. She stood still, not daring to move, and asked cautiously, "Is this... is this enough?"
"Okay, that's enough." Han Fengci replied.
"Can't you see it now? No one can see me?" Feng Huanhuan stared with eyes full of disbelief.
Originally, Han Fengci wanted to teleport her to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but she insisted on leaving the mansion and walking on the street to feel it. He followed her and laughed with her.
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