The day that Feng Qinghuang had been looking forward to had finally arrived.
Early in the morning, Feng Qinghuang was pulled out of bed by Tinglan to get ready.
Feng Qinghuang squinted: "Tinglan, is it starting so early?"
Tinglan pouted, "Miss, look at the time! You're still sleeping. If you don't get dressed soon, all the relatives and friends will be here. The Princess is counting on you to greet them at the door!"
"Why do I have to pick them up? They know the place perfectly well."
Tinglan was speechless at her young mistress's words. So, people come to your birthday banquet and have to bring gifts, but you don't even acknowledge them?
Tinglan shook her head: "Miss, be good, okay? I'll be there soon. We'll go together later, so people won't laugh at us. We'll dress up beautifully so they won't look inferior."
Although in her heart, her young lady was the most beautiful, if she didn't say that, her young lady definitely wouldn't even bother to dress up.
Although they are all relatives and friends, it's inevitable that some people are not very familiar with her and might feel envious or jealous of her. Although she wouldn't dare to say it openly, no one can interfere with her clothing and appearance.
Upon hearing Tinglan's words, Feng Qinghuang immediately perked up: "You're right, Tinglan, we can't lose. Hurry up and get me all dolled up, I want to look beautiful."
"Okay, Miss."
About fifteen minutes later, Feng Qinghuang looked at herself in the mirror and was stunned. When did she become so beautiful? It was her fault, really. She usually didn't dress up much, often just haphazardly applying a smear of face powder, too lazy to even put on perfume or lip balm. But today, dressed up like this, she really looked quite presentable.
Tinglan said smugly, "How is it, Miss? Not bad, right? It's just that you don't dress up often, otherwise, all the other women in the city would be ashamed to death."
Feng Qinghuang chuckled: "Tinglan, aren't you exaggerating a bit?"
Tinglan shook her head: "Hmph, I didn't."
"Sister, what exaggerated things has Tinglan said again?" Feng Qingyun strode into the house from outside.
"Wow, little sister, you look so beautiful today. Are you my little sister?"
Feng Qinghuang stood up and tapped him on the head: "Tell me, isn't she your sister?"
Feng Qingyun covered her head: "That's right, it's my violent sister."
"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you."
Feng Qingyun turned around and pressed Feng Qinghuang down, saying, "Tsk tsk tsk, she still needs to dress up to look like a proper young lady."
Feng Qinghuang glanced at him: "You talk too much."
After Feng Qinghuang finished speaking, she stood up and walked outside.
"Hey, little sister, wait for us!"
Feng Qingyun and Tinglan quickly followed behind her, heading towards the courtyard.
As they entered the courtyard, servants busily prepared tea and snacks. Feng Qinghuang approached Murong Wanni.
"Mother, Father."
Murong Wan: "Oh my, my daughter, you look so pretty dressed up today. The clothes I chose for you are great, aren't they?"
Feng Qingcang also looked at his daughter with a happy expression.
"Not bad, not bad, just a little bit inferior to your mother back then."
Feng Qinghuang: "Hmph, in Father's heart, Mother is naturally the most beautiful."
Feng Qingcang had an "of course" expression on his face. Murong Wan glared at him, signaling him to be quiet, and Feng Qingcang immediately became as quiet as a quail.
Watching her father and mother interact, Feng Qinghuang felt incredibly happy. She thought her son, Aqi, was even more well-behaved than her father.
As they were talking, there seemed to be some movement at the door. Murong Wan took Feng Qinghuang's small hand and quickly walked towards the door.
Several carriages arrived at the gate at the same time; it turned out that Feng Qinghuang's maternal grandparents, uncles, aunts, and their entire family had come.
Murong Wan led the people into the courtyard, leaving Feng Qinghuang behind, while she waited for the others at the gate.
"Sister Huang, Sister Huang, we're here!" Rong Xiao pulled Rong Qing along and quickly ran over.
They had someone hand the gifts to the servants, then took Feng Qinghuang's hand and walked into the courtyard.
Feng Qinghuang kept glancing back, and Rong Qing knew what the little one was looking at, so she leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Brother is behind us, he'll be here soon, little Huang'er, don't worry."
Upon hearing Rong Qing's words, Feng Qinghuang's face flushed red: "Sister Qing, you're bad. Humph."
Rong Qing teased her, "Okay, okay, I'm bad. Then our little Huang'er will forgive her, okay?"
"All right."
Rong Xiao looked at her with amusement and couldn't help but pinch her chubby little face.
Then Prince Rong and Princess Rong, along with Rong Qi and Rong Li, came over.
When Feng Qingcang saw that Rong Zhan and Princess Rong had arrived, he quickly pulled his princess to stand up and greet them.
"Brother Rong, sister-in-law, what brings you here?"
Rong Zhan: "Hmph, your little girl has been hiding for over ten years. She's finally home this year, how could we not come? What, not welcome?"
Feng Qingcang smiled apologetically: "No, no, look at what you're saying, brother. With our relationship, I'd be happy if you stayed at my house."
Rong Zhan: "Hmph, that's more like it." The two walked into the courtyard as they talked.
Behind them, Murong Wan and Xiao Muqing exchanged a smile, looking helplessly at their lord.
Murong Wan pulled Xiao Muqing along, saying, "Come on, let's go in too."
Upon entering the courtyard, Murong Wan called her daughter over: "Huang'er, this is your Uncle Rong, your Aunt Qing's husband, Prince Rong."
Feng Qinghuang quickly bowed and said, "Aunt Qing, Uncle Rong, hello."
Xiao Muqing helped Feng Qinghuang up: "Good, good, our little Huang'er is so beautiful."
Rong Zhan nodded in agreement. Rong Qi had really struck gold. He'd snatched away the only daughter of both the Feng and Murong families. It wouldn't be so easy for him to marry her in the future.
Next, several officials from the imperial court arrived with their families. Murong Wan initially disagreed; why should they come to her daughter's birthday banquet?
Feng Qingcang said that these people were all his good friends in the court. He didn't know who had leaked the news, but they insisted on coming after learning that it was his daughter's birthday banquet today, and he couldn't refuse them.
Murong Wan had no choice but to accept it. As long as they behaved themselves and didn't cause trouble, she wouldn't pursue the matter. It would just mean setting up a few more tables anyway. She understood the ways of officialdom; some things couldn't be taken too far.
Once everyone had arrived, Feng Qingcang asked them to take their seats, raise their glasses together, and begin today's birthday banquet.
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