Chapter 22
Xi Qing Nihua gently traced his back with her fingers and replied softly, "Third Prince, call me Nihua."
"Neon flower."
"Nihua...Nihua..." The Third Prince called out over and over again, looking like a livestock in spring. Feng Huanhuan's face was not red, and her heart was not beating. She was watching with great interest when suddenly her eyes went dark and were covered by a big hand.
Han Fengci said in a cold and solemn voice: "Don't look at it anymore."
Feng Huanhuan felt sweet inside. It would be bad if she didn't watch it, so she just listened to it, she thought.
The Third Prince and Xi Qing Ni Hua didn't fight for long. How could Xi Qing Ni Hua let the Third Prince eat so much oil so easily? She pushed the Third Prince on her body, her eyes were drawn, her fingertips hooked his chin back and forth, and she said coquettishly: "Third Prince, how about the thing you promised me?"
The Third Prince was still not satisfied, his eyes were full of unsatisfied desire, and the faint fragrance at the tip of his nose had made him lose all defense. He vowed: "Nihua, don't worry, I have sent a letter to Donglai. When you, the King of Xiqing, reply, I will marry you immediately, okay?"
"Then...what about Miss Bai?" She hesitated and said, "Besides, I am a sinner after all...what about Concubine Cihe..."
"Bai Tiao is the principal wife chosen by my mother, and I cannot change her. But I can still promise her the position of concubine, so you don't have to worry." The third prince pulled Xi Qing Nihua forward and pulled her back into his arms. His big eyes scanned her chest back and forth. His intention was so obvious that it made the third prince very upset: "Nihua, you will no longer be a criminal soon. I know you are wronged, so I will let you stay here for a while. When I have dealt with it, I will come to pick you up."
Xi Qing Nihua said: "But I don't think Han Liqing is someone you can easily mess with. Will he cause trouble for you?"
The Third Prince said, "He is now busy with the Fuzhou corruption case. Compared to that case, he has no time to care about you. Moreover, he arrested the wrong person in the first place. If I hadn't gone to the dungeon for interrogation that day, I'm afraid I would never have met Nihua. The dignified Princess of Donglai was in the dungeon of the Dali Temple of Qingzhao State. This is clearly provoking disputes between the two countries. If I give him face and don't pursue the matter, won't he be grateful to me?"
Xi Qing Nihua's fox eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance without making a sound, "Ah? Corruption case? What kind of corruption case is so serious?"
The third prince said, "It's just an old case. My father is old and his mind is getting less clear. Maybe the court has nothing to worry about, so he just casually opened an old case to keep the officials busy."
Xi Qing Nihua said: "Since it is an old case, you don't have to take it so seriously. Why does Han Liqing take it so seriously?"
The third prince said with disdain, "Perhaps father wanted to promote young officials. Han Liqing is a new noble, Feng Wubai is a young general, and I heard from mother that father also left him in Fuzhou to investigate the matter secretly. They mobilized a large number of troops, all wanting to make great achievements, but they never expected that the person who took the list had already died, and was burned to death. Maybe he was burned with the body."
"Don't mention those boring things." The third prince buried his head in Xi Qing Nihua's neck, rubbing and sniffing, "I really miss you."
However, behind him, Xi Qing Nihua's face was not one of flattery and enjoyment, but of disgust and contempt. Is the list really gone? Then can I go back to Donglai early? She thought.
The two of them were getting closer and closer, and when they were about to roll into the bed curtain, Han Fengci pulled Feng Huanhuan out. At this time, it was already late at night, and the wind was howling, and the bedroom was also howling. Feng Huanhuan blushed when she heard it, but Han Fengci was much calmer, and walked ahead alone without looking at her. When her ears were quiet, Feng Huanhuan patted her face, followed and asked: "Han Fengci, how did Xi Qing Nihua get rescued?"
Han Fengci slowed down his pace, turned his head and replied, "It was intentional. I was not there on the day Xi Qing Nihua was rescued, and the Silver Wolf tracked her to the Imperial City and pursued her endlessly. However, the Third Prince is right, I am indeed investigating a corruption case, and I have no time to deal with her for the time being. However, the Imperial City is surrounded by secret sentries of the Black Wolf Guards. As long as Xi Qing Nihua shows up, the Black Wolf Guards will continue to track her until the person behind her is found."
Feng Huanhuan said, "Is the Fuzhou corruption case so complicated? It seems that my brother got stuck there and delayed his trip."
Han Fengci said, "Many officials are involved, and a long time has passed. It is very complicated to investigate such cases. I will confirm some things in the next few days, and then I should be able to sort out the threads. As for your brother, I have heard that he is still in Fuzhou. I guess the emperor has issued a secret order and there is something important to do."
"However, Imperial Concubine Cihe is too well-informed."
Feng Huanhuan asked, "Will my brother be in danger? Is the emperor really old? Can the imperial edict be known by Concubine Cihe?"
She was really angry. If it were someone else, she would never dare to say such a thing. But Han Fengci was different. He was a god, and she could say whatever she wanted in front of him.
Feng Huanhuan was visibly disappointed, but she quickly recovered and smiled at him, "Never mind, I haven't seen you for a few years anyway, it doesn't matter if it's a little later, I won't wait another three to five years."
Han Fengci took in Feng Huanhuan's expression. It seemed that he had to go to Fuzhou in person to see what Feng Wubai was doing there. If it was nothing serious, he wouldn't mind helping him and asking him to return to Beijing as soon as possible. There was a little girl here who missed him very much.
Feng Huanhuan did gain something from spending the night in the corner. When it got dark, Han Fengci teleported her back to Huanxin Garden before she could react.
When they parted, she waved to him reluctantly. He smiled at her and raised his right hand in front of her. His palm emitted a deep blue light, which shone directly into the charcoal stove, and the bedroom instantly became warm like spring. At that moment, she realized that it was not that the charcoal was changed in the mansion, but that there was a soft-hearted god who was afraid that she would catch a cold and had been silently guarding her.
The flying ice flowers in the sky, the ice chips of varying lengths under the eaves, and the howling of the night wind were all unable to wake up the sleeping little girl.
It was already morning when the sky brightened. If it wasn't for Feicui's pulling, she would have slept until Si. She wore a light blue jacket and a light blue pleated skirt, and a pair of sapphire, gold tasseled red hairpins were inserted in her hair buns on both sides. The sedan chair was swaying, and the gold tassels were swinging with it, which was very spiritual. The two tufts of hair on her temples were scattered casually, and finally the lips were painted with pink lotus color, which was noble but not old-fashioned. Feicui looked like she was looking at a rare treasure. Feng Huanhuan, who was looking at it, had to look at Feicui, "You have been looking at it for a cup of tea, and your eyes are about to fall out."
Feicui laughed innocently, her cheeks were soft and her eyes were narrowed into a line, "Miss, you are so beautiful, I can't help it, I want to take a few more glances."
"I think you are praising your own craftsmanship in your heart, right?" Feng Huanhuan likes to tease Feicui, "It's not me who is beautiful, it's your craftsmanship that is beautiful."
Feicui frowned, "Miss, you are talking nonsense. Miss is naturally very beautiful. With a little makeup, she will be the most beautiful woman in the world." Then, she smiled slyly and said, "Of course, my skills are also very good. The main thing is to understand what kind of painting method is suitable for Miss, hehe."
"Alright, alright, I've opened this dresser shop for you. When you get married, you can make a living with this craft. It will save you money, and I won't have to support you for the rest of your life."
Feicui was unhappy. The young lady always brought up this topic recently, as if she didn't want her anymore.
"Miss! Why are you bringing this up again?"
"Why are you unhappy? Getting married is the most important thing for a woman. Do you really want to serve me for the rest of your life?" Feng Huanhuan suddenly realized something and asked Feicui in an exaggerated tone, "Are you thinking of following me and becoming my concubine?"
Feicui was so frightened that her eyes widened. She looked at her with horror, "Miss, what are you talking about? Even if you beat me to death, I will not be your concubine."
Feng Huanhuan frowned and looked very distressed, "What if I insist that you do it?"
Feicui thought for a moment, pursed her lips tightly, knitted her brows tightly together, and said with difficulty: "If the young lady has a secret and wants me to be your concubine, I will obey you. When your purpose is achieved, I will hang myself and will not be a nuisance to you."
Feng Huanhuan had never expected Feicui to think this way, and she felt bitter and lingering in her heart. This girl, although she was always nagging, was actually very distressing. She knew that she had gone too far in her joke, so she reached out and knocked Feicui's head, pretending to be angry and said, "You think a lot. When did my husband need you to help me win his favor? I didn't agree to it."
When Feicui heard this, she immediately burst into laughter and hurriedly clarified: "That's right, you should find a way to protect your own man. The eldest master said that if you can't keep your own man under control, ten bed warmers will be useless."
"When did my brother tell you this?" Feng Huanhuan opened her eyes wide and asked, "What else did you two say behind my back?"
Feicui scratched her head and thought for a while: "I didn't say anything, just that women should keep their eyes open when getting married, and don't do anything to win favor. It's useless to do it."
Feng Huanhuan snorted softly: "That's oddly true."
At this time, the sedan chair stopped and the servant's voice came: "Miss, we have arrived at the palace gate."
Feicui jumped off the sedan first, her round body was quite agile. She looked around, it was crowded and noisy, she turned around and pushed aside the curtain of the sedan, gently called out: "Miss, please get off." She reached out her hand to hold Feng Huanhuan's arm, led her down, and whispered: "Miss, this poetry appreciation party is not a big one, why invite so many young ladies from official families."
Feng Huanhuan looked at the majestic red palace wall and saw that there was indeed a long line of people like ants carrying things. The marriageable daughters of officials from the first to the fifth rank had all arrived. The scene was really grand and the competition for beauty was not excessive. However, she did not find the familiar figure in the colorful crowd, so she gave up and looked away.
"Never mind her, we are just going through the motions. You should be more alert. I think Sister Bai's maid is not very smart. You should pay more attention to Sister Bai. This poetry appreciation meeting is probably for Sister Bai." Feng Huanhuan stretched her head to look for Bai Tiao, but she didn't see any trace of Bai Tiao. She then told Feicui, "Brother's return date is uncertain, so we have to keep an eye on Sister Bai, otherwise it will be hard for Brother to explain."
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