Chapter 45
Feng Wubai was the same. After hearing what Feng Huanhuan said, he also obediently picked up his chopsticks and did not dare to make any other move, for fear that Feng Huanhuan would think too much.
Feng Huanhuan looked at the two people eating across the table. They couldn't say they were in pain, but it was obvious that they were trying hard to swallow. With each bite, they stretched their necks a little longer to swallow.
In fact, Feng Huanhuan didn't force them to eat, but Daddy was old, so he had to eat on time. Even if he couldn't eat, he had to eat a little. What's more, Feng Nianxiang's face was visibly thinner than before, which was not what Feng Huanhuan wanted to see.
Under Feng Huanhuan's supervision, Feng Nianxiang really ate a lot of lunch.
After returning to Huanxin Garden, Feng Huanhuan sent Feicui to make a pot of tea, but she herself did not sit on the stone bench under the wintersweet tree waiting for Feicui. She sat quietly on the dressing table, looking at the face in the bronze mirror - she had lost a lot of weight and looked much more haggard. Even if she applied a lot of peach powder every day, it was difficult to hide the dead look. She was like a peach without moisture, an orange without sugar, and was about to wither.
Feng Huanhuan smiled at herself in the mirror, "Looking like this now, I don't really want you to come back."
Even the wind in Huanxin Garden knew who Feng Huanhuan was waiting for.
She opened the innermost box on the dressing table, and inside was the beauty cream that Bai Tiao had sent. Feng Huanhuan spread it on her hands and put it to her nose. It was indeed very fragrant, just like a sweet-scented osmanthus tree blooming beside her. Very natural and sweet.
"It's such a waste to use such a good thing to make Yuhun Powder." Feng Huanhuan really felt sorry for this thing.
However, in her current state, I'm afraid she will close her eyes peacefully after using it once.
After calculating the time, the jadeite would be back soon. Feng Huanhuan put the beauty cream back to its place, walked out of the room, and sat under the wintersweet tree.
Feicui came back to see Feng Huanhuan still sitting under the wintersweet tree, looking at the Kunpeng lantern. She said the scented tea was ready, and Feng Huanhuan took a sip of it gently, with a satisfied look on her face.
"Summer flower tea is the most delicious. The chrysanthemums seem to be blooming beside me. My whole nose is filled with the fragrance of chrysanthemums." Feng Huanhuan praised.
"This was specially brought back from the palace by the eldest son." Feicui had just brought it back in the morning.
"No wonder, it's hard work, brother."
Feicui smiled and said, "The eldest master doesn't feel it's hard. As long as he is here, all the good things are given to the young lady, and she will grab whatever she can."
Feng Huanhuan pursed her lips and smiled secretly, "Now that you put it that way, it seems to be true. From childhood to adulthood, as long as my brother thinks it is a good thing, I will grab it if I can."
It’s because Feng Wubai loves his sister Feng Huanhuan the most. Everyone in the capital knows it, including those behind the red walls.
And just one day before Feng Huanhuan's wedding, a major event occurred in the palace - the third prince was demoted.
The Third Prince was not a good person to begin with, and what was even more puzzling was that Concubine Cihe did not cry or make a scene, but was very quiet. Everyone speculated that the Third Prince had angered Long Yan, and the Emperor was furious. Otherwise, with Concubine Cihe's personality, why didn't she go up to plead for mercy?
Liu Qinqin was lying on a low couch in the hall, and Lvguo was pressing her shoulders from behind, rhythmically. It was obvious that she was very serious and careful. Lvyi was fanning on the left. It was hot in summer, and Liu Qinqin was most afraid of dryness. Even though Lvyi was fanning her all the time, she had to occasionally wipe the sweat from her forehead with a silk handkerchief.
"Hey, this weather makes me not in the mood to look at Cihe's face." Liu Qinqin said while eating iced watermelon. However, she seemed to think of something and laughed out loud, "You tell me, is Cihe upset?"
Of course, Lu Yi knew what Liu Qinqin meant. She also smiled like Liu Qinqin, "I'm afraid that Concubine Cihe will not be able to let out this tone for another ten or half years."
Liu Qinqin chuckled, "If it weren't for that disappointing son of hers, Cihe wouldn't have fallen so easily. If she wants to blame someone, she should blame her son for being so useless. I have done something for Qingzhao, just like the Third Prince. If he really succeeds to the throne in the future, Qingzhao will probably be gone soon."
Lu Yi nodded, "My lady, it is true now. I am afraid that the Third Prince still does not know why he is in love with Concubine Ru."
“Hahahaha.” Liu Qinqin laughed loudly and happily, “If I wasn’t afraid of getting it on my body, I really want to see the faces of the Third Prince and Concubine Ru right there and then.”
After a burst of laughter, Liu Qinqin stopped smiling and looked very dissatisfied. "That Ru Fei is unlucky for her. However, she is lucky to be able to get rid of me completely."
In this matter, Concubine Ru was indeed lucky. That day, the Third Prince had just walked out of Imperial Concubine Cihe's place. Liu Qinqin had long ago asked Lvyi to tamper with Cihe's pastries and put in Shenhun Xiaoyao Powder. That thing is colorless and tasteless and can even escape the silver needle and pulse. When the eater encounters a woman's body, he will smell a unique smell of a woman, which is very fragrant, pure and lustful. The sense of smell is magnified ten thousand times, and he can't stop. He can't think normally at all and can only follow the smell. Look, as soon as the Third Prince left Cihe's palace, he happened to meet Concubine Ru who was about to go to the Imperial Garden. To be honest, Liu Qinqin didn't think that the Third Prince would meet Concubine Ru. She just wanted to teach Imperial Concubine Cihe a lesson. After all, the Third Prince was in heat in public in the harem. No matter who the woman in his arms was, it was disrespectful and enough for him to eat a pot. Who knew that God would help Liu Qinqin so much.
When she thought of this, Liu Qinqin couldn't help laughing.
Fortunately, Concubine Ru was not really touched by the Third Prince, otherwise, her career as Concubine Ru would have ended. However, it is not bad now. If the prince touched her, would the Emperor easily turn over the card? It was nothing more than considering that Concubine Ru had a child, so he let it go.
But don't look at Concubine Ru like that, her son, the Ninth Prince, was really well taken care of by her. He was polite and talented. Liu Qinqin met him once, and she didn't expect that the little kid would salute Liu Qinqin from a distance. The smile he gave her was really like the pure snow lotus in the snowy mountains. It seems that Concubine Ru gave all her kindness to her two children. Liu Qinqin had to admit that Concubine Ru was a good mother.
However, Liu Qinqin always felt that the emperor was too hasty in demoting the third prince to a commoner. However, it had nothing to do with her. It would be better if these annoying people disappeared.
The most important event right now is Feng Huanhuan's marriage. Liu Qinqin looked at the sky outside the door. The green fruit behind her was still pressing her shoulders, and the green on her left was still fanning away the summer heat. It seemed that a noble life was what countless women hoped for, and even sold their souls for. It was really ridiculous. Of course, she herself was also ridiculous.
Feng Huanhuan, after tomorrow, there will be no one to argue with me. In this capital city, or even in the entire palace, there is no one that Liu Qinqin envies. This makes her feel more like a walking corpse. Life is hopeless after all. That little bit of beauty, God has to take it away.
Liu Qinqin raised her hand to signal Lvyi and Lvguo to stop. She moved, turned her head and whispered to Lvyi, "I want to take a rest."
At night, the entire Huanxin Garden is filled with festive red silk.
After Feng Huanhuan took a bath, she put on a bright red nightgown. She didn't look so pale and weak anymore, and she looked more energetic.
"Miss, you look really good in red." Feicui's eyes widened. Feng Huanhuan now looked like a well-fed rose, fragile and beautiful.
Feng Huanhuan looked at Feicui's greedy face, stretched out her hand to pinch her cheek, and said with a smile, "You are the only one who can talk."
"I didn't lie. Every word I said is true." Feicui assured solemnly.
Feng Huanhuan said three good words in a row, "My jadeite will never deceive me, I know, I know."
In front of the dressing table, Feicui combed Feng Huanhuan's hair, gently and slowly, afraid of combing out a single strand, Feicui felt so distressed. Feng Huanhuan let Feicui comb her hair slowly. To be precise, in the past two days, as long as they were from the Feng Mansion, no matter who they were or what they did, Feng Huanhuan would let them do it without saying a word.
Feng Huanhuan tried her best to satisfy everyone and remember every tree and grass in Feng Mansion. Before falling asleep, Feng Huanhuan did not rush to sleep for the first time. She looked at the curtain in front of her quietly, and her father, brother... and... that person who promised her that he would let her mother and father meet.
"It's a good thing I didn't mention this big liar to my father and brother, otherwise I would have been in big trouble." Feng Huanhuan said with a smile, but two tears rolled down her eyes.
"Han Fengci, I really won't wait for you anymore."
That night, after Feng Huanhuan fell asleep, she entered a dark place. It was extremely dark there, and she called out many times, but no one answered.
Until a familiar voice sounded in my ears: "Huan'er, is that you?"
The voice was hoarse and dry, as if it was opened under the huge thrust of a strong wind. Feng Huanhuan was anxious and was about to speak when she was suddenly sent out. She woke up with a start, gasping for breath, her whole body was already soaked with sweat, and her forehead was covered with sticky hair. She pulled aside the curtain and looked towards the window. It was not yet dawn. It turned out to be a dream. She covered her chest for a while to catch her breath, closed her feet, and tiptoed to sit on the dressing table. Then, in the weak light, she opened the last dressing box and hid the bottle of beauty cream under her sleeve. Feng Huanhuan was not asleep. She looked at the sky outside the window that was about to usher in the pink clouds and smiled foolishly.
Just a greeting whispered in a dream could make her deeply worried.
A few hours later, Feng Mansion was decorated with lanterns and flowers, and on the surface it was filled with joy. When Feicui came to call her, she pretended to have just woken up and was drowsy. Feicui joked, "You are going to get married today, and you are still lying in bed."
"I, your young lady, will never be able to change my bad habit of staying in bed late in my lifetime." Feng Huanhuan followed suit and let Feicui clean her face and hands.
Feng Huanhuan took a quick look and saw a fiery red wedding dress next to the dressing table. A lifelike phoenix spread its wings on the dress, looking so free and unrestrained, just like the real thing. Feicui saw that Feng Huanhuan had been staring at the dress, so she smiled and said, "Miss, this dress was specially sent by the Prince of Wusun. The phoenix on it is made of peacock feathers. He said, 'His princess is the most noble woman in the entire Western Regions.'"
Feng Huanhuan smiled lightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on her, and she just stared at the fiery red wedding dress quietly. It was not until Feicui pulled her hair up high that Feng Huanhuan came back to her senses and looked at the face in the bronze mirror, which looked like a ripe guava.
"Even Sun Wukong's fiery eyes and golden pupils cannot escape the craftsmanship of jade." Feng Huanhuan looked at the person in the bronze mirror, and he looked so vivid.
"Miss, what nonsense are you talking about?" Feicui was unhappy again, and quickly added: "Miss, you are naturally beautiful, and with a little decoration from me, you will be stunningly beautiful."
Feng Huanhuan hummed softly. The image in the bronze mirror showed her with a phoenix-tail hairpin on her forehead, red eyelashes elongating the corners of her eyes, and plum-red lips, like winter plum blossoms. She looked so pretty. "Even I think I'm beautiful when I look at myself."
"Miss is already beautiful." Feicui chuckled twice, "Today, Miss is the most beautiful woman in the entire Qingzhao Kingdom."
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