Chapter 48 The Beauty That Pleases Me
The Crown Princess is going to have a crab feast at Prince Kang’s mansion.
It is autumn, and it is wonderful to appreciate the golden osmanthus, drink wine, discuss poetry and taste autumn crabs.
She had put a lot of thought into it and arranged a lot of activities, so she had to go early.
As usual, Nanny Shi came to choose clothes and jewelry for Cheng Nianying, but she had just taken them out today when Fu Yi arrived.
Fu Yi took a glance and said, "Let's do a bun."
When the master speaks, the others naturally dare not disobey and just do as they are told.
Fu Yi picked up another hairpin and said, "It goes with this."
The hairpin was wrapped with a circle of fine golden osmanthus, with uneven tassels hanging down.
He said, "I only wear this hairpin."
Nanny Shi had been serving Fu Yi for a long time and was considered quite respectable. She dared to speak up: "I'm afraid it's a bit plain."
Fu Yi laughed and said, "How could that be?"
He came behind Cheng Nianying, stood up and held her shoulders, looking at her in the dressing mirror, and said slowly: "My lady, you must carefully draw your eyebrows and eyes today."
An ordinary man would not be in the mood to accompany his wife or concubine in getting dressed, but Fu Yi seemed to be extremely interested and stayed by Cheng Nianying's side until she was dressed.
In the end, he even chose which clothes to wear and which cloak to use.
Cheng Nianying usually sat there pretending to be a wooden statue. While the palace maids were dressing up, she would close her eyes and regulate her breathing.
At this moment, he couldn't help but take a look at Fu Yi behind him through the mirror.
He is really different.
Cheng Nianying thought to herself.
"Master, it's done." After a while, the palace maid finally uttered those four words.
Everyone was able to set off.
Today, Fu Yi abandoned the sedan chair and rode in a carriage with Cheng Nianying.
Wu Xun was worried about the bumpy ride, but he didn't really care: "Just go slower."
Seeing the team gradually moving away, the servants who were bowing and seeing them off inside the door slowly looked up.
The young palace maid swallowed and asked, "Why didn't the prince take Sister Mu He with him?"
Mu He turned around and glared at him, then realized that she had lost her composure: "I still have to take care of the affairs of the mansion."
"Yes, yes." The young maid shrank her neck, feeling that Sister Mu He had become a bit more aggressive recently. Could it be that seeing the dead that time had attracted some evil spirit?
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Unlike the last time she went to the palace banquet alone, this time she had Fu Yi accompanying her, and Cheng Nianying felt that it was indeed much more interesting.
Fu Yi ordered the curtains to be raised. Every time he passed by a street market, he would whisper to her, "This is Junyi Street, where most of the shops sell the four treasures of the study."
It's a place I've never been to.
"This is Xiaoyunfang, where Prime Minister Wei and Minister Du of the imperial court lived. Last year, I walked across the water here..."
Ah, she started the fire. Cheng Nianying touched her fingers.
"That is the most popular temple in the Imperial Capital..."
All the talismans that Cheng Nianying wanted were there, so she leaned forward.
The wheels moved forward and finally approached Prince Kang's Palace.
Compared with the prince's palace, the prince's palace has higher regulations and the gate is more majestic and ancient.
Fu Yi said, "My grandfather followed the late great ancestor in his campaigns, overthrew the previous dynasty, and made great contributions to the founding of the country. He was granted the title of king with a different surname and was even given the honor of having his title passed down through the generations without being demoted."
Cheng Nianying praised from the bottom of her heart: "It's amazing."
"Well, it's just that my father was not very talented. He only held a sinecure position in the court. It should have fallen into decline within a few generations."
Cheng Nianying couldn't help but widen her eyes slightly.
People at that time believed that a son must be filial to his father and a wife must obey her husband.
No son had ever judged his father so harshly. This was truly treasonous.
But when I read the word "should have"... Yes, Prince Kang's title is impressive, but it's not because of him, but because he inherited it from his father. Only Prince Danshuo is impressive himself.
So his evaluation is... nothing.
"We're here." Fu Yi stopped talking for the moment.
The curtain rolled up and Mother Zou immediately reached out to support it.
Fu Yi glanced at her and said with a smile: "My wife really likes you, an old man from the Marquis' Mansion, and she wants to take you with her on everything."
Mother Zou trembled, but she had no time to be afraid because Cheng Nianying had already jumped down, supporting her arm.
Then she stopped and turned around, leaning forward and asking, "Shall I help the prince?"
Fu Yi: "Okay."
He put his hand on it.
At this time, many carriages were parked in front of the gate of Prince Kang's Mansion. Some people had not yet entered. When they saw Cheng Nianying coming down, they stopped.
When Fu Yi showed up, they were even more shocked. They couldn't contain their shock and started whispering to each other.
"Why is Prince Danshuo here too?"
"Are you here with the Princess?"
"Isn't he seriously ill?"
"It seems that the marriage that His Majesty has arranged is really a great one." This person said with a hint of bitterness, and was pinched by the person next to him.
"Look at what nonsense you are talking about. A marriage arranged by His Majesty is bound to be a good one."
This sentence frightened the man so much that his face turned pale.
The news of Fu Yi's arrival soon reached the palace gate. Fu Cheng, who had been sitting quietly in his study, had to get up and go to greet him in person after receiving the news.
He is the eldest brother.
But he is even lower than his younger brother, and is just the prince of a royal palace.
At this time, everyone at the door came forward one after another and bowed and greeted.
This scene was much more lively than the palace banquet.
Fu Yi held Cheng Nianying in one hand, lowered his head and coughed twice before saying, "You don't have to be so polite."
But then he saw a fragrant carriage approaching.
The pink curtain hanging in front of the car door moved, and the girl asked in surprise, "Brother Huai Yan?"
Everyone turned around, also surprised, and then greeted again: "Greetings, Princess Zhaoning."
Princess Zhaoning walked over and shook Cheng Nianying's hand: "I came here because I heard that you were invited."
Everyone looked at each other, and was suddenly amazed.
Cheng Nianying was searching for Wei Yanhua in the crowd...but she couldn't find her.
She had no choice but to lower her gaze and meet Princess Zhaoning's.
Princess Zhaoning wore more gorgeous clothes than that day, and also wore hairpins decorated with golden osmanthus on her head, but she used more than Cheng Nianying, almost covering her entire head, and then a plain silk ribbon hung down at the end.
Cheng Nianying moved her lips, but before she could speak, Fu Cheng came out.
"Huai Yan." He called out.
He was first dazzled by Princess Zhaoning's gorgeous clothes, and then Fu Cheng frowned secretly.
At first glance, he almost mistook her for Fu Yi's wife, but only after closer inspection did he see she was Princess Zhaoning. Dressed like this, he felt overwhelmed by the gorgeous attire. Not right.
Then Fu Cheng turned his gaze and finally caught a glimpse of Cheng Nianying through the gap where Princess Zhaoning was standing.
According to Fu Yi, she was wearing only one piece of jewelry today: a hairpin inserted diagonally, dangling from her forehead to touch her cheek. It was simple yet lively. Her delicately drawn eyebrows and eyes further emphasized her delicate features. A crescent-shaped piece of gold foil between her brows touched her skin...
Just as the saying goes, her hair is about to meet the moon between her eyebrows, and her powder melts into the fragrant snow through the light gauze.
He bumped into Fu Cheng, not too hard or too lightly.
Fu Yi watched with interest.
He knew exactly what kind of person his eldest brother was. It was true that he hadn't changed in the past few years...
Beauty is but skin deep.
It's just that there is no beauty that suits his taste.
But Fu Cheng stared at him for quite a long time.
Fu Yi suddenly felt a little annoyed again.
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