And how can it be superficial to just look at appearance? For people who often appear around you, of course it is better to be pleasing to the eye. After all, science has shown that a happy mood can prolong life, right?
The person who came was Rong Jing, the prince of Xuanchen Palace. In Fu Yunxi's original memory, there was not much information about Rong Jing. He only knew that Rong Jing was also a playboy, but later he became ill and was bedridden for many years. He seemed indifferent to life and death.
None of the other young ladies in the capital were willing to marry him. After all, he was a sickly man and no one knew how long he would live. If they married him, wouldn’t they become the one who brought good luck to the family?
As for the marriage, the Xuancheng Palace was not in a hurry. After all, the Queen of Xuanchen was only a concubine. If the elder Rong Jing was not married yet, she would be embarrassed to choose a noble lady from the capital for her son.
When the princess thought about how her son had been delayed for so long by this sickly person, she wished that this sickly person would just die, otherwise it would be a dead end now.
But Fu Yunxi asked Wuxin to check Rong Jing's body, and found that he didn't have a serious illness, but the cold poison in his body had not been cleared.
"I haven't seen the prince for many days. You look even more handsome than before." Fu Yunxi walked up to the man with obvious ridicule on his face.
Rong Jing's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was in turmoil, and the servant beside him was also shocked.
This woman was so bold that she even dared to tease her own princess. Zizhu had already stood in front of Rong Jing with a vigilant look on her face.
Zizhu followed Rong Jing and seldom attended many banquets in the palace, so he had never met Fu Yunxi, and he never imagined that the person in front of him was the eldest princess.
After all, the eldest princess has rarely come out since she got married, and Zizhu has also heard the rumors in the capital. The eldest princess only likes her husband, so how could she flirt with other men?
But Rong Jing stopped Zizhu's action and said, "Zizhu, you must not be rude to the princess."
When Zizhu heard what her princess said, she was stunned.
But before Rong Jing could say anything else, Fu Yunxi chuckled and said, "I don't mind. Maybe we'll see each other more often in the future."
Rong Jing had met Fu Yunxi several times before, but he was obviously different from the person he is now.
At the beginning, the woman was more flamboyant, which aroused jealousy and was not pleasing to the eye. Later, she completely lost herself because she fell in love with someone.
People who are lost themselves will naturally not be liked by others, so Rong Jing will not have any impression of such people at all.
But now, this bully-like behavior did not make Rong Jing feel disgusted, but just felt a little novel.
Fu Yunxi originally wanted to leave, but seeing Rong Jing had just entered, she followed him in. Chunlei had no objection to his princess's idea.
But what she couldn't understand was what the princess and Prince Rong had to say to each other. Although she felt that the previous prince consort was not good to the princess and was not a good match, there were still so many people who cared about him, which proved that the former prince consort still had some merits.
However, although Prince Rong has good looks, he is too weak. How can such a man be worthy of the princess? After all, even other noble ladies in the capital look down on him.
When Zhong Xian saw his little niece coming back, a bright smile appeared on his face.
When he saw Rong Jing, Zhong Xian raised his eyebrows. Could there be a chance for these two people?
Rong Jing and Zhong Xian have similar interests and are close friends. If others think Rong Jing is just a sickly person, Zhong Xian doesn't think so.
While the two were talking, Fu Yunxi was listening on the side.
Given Rong Jing's physical condition, it is not easy for him to go to the temple, so he usually stays overnight in the temple.
"Ninth Uncle, can I stay here today?" Fu Yunxi asked, blinking her eyes, and refused to leave even if he disagreed.
"If you are used to living here, then stay. I can't drive you away." Zhong Xian shook his head and smiled, then asked the young monk beside him to make the arrangements.
The last few people rested in the temple. Chun Lei looked at the thin quilt in the temple guest room and said with some concern, "Princess, this quilt is so thin. What if it gets cold at night and you catch a cold?"
Fu Yunxi came over and touched the quilt, feeling that it was a bit thin, so he said to Chunlei, "Then why don't you go and ask if there are any extra quilts?"
When Chunlei heard this, he hurried to find the little monk.
"Donor, there are not many guests staying in the temple on weekdays, so there is only one quilt." The young monk thought for a moment and replied.
When Chunlei heard that there were still more quilts, he took out a purse from his pocket and handed it to the young monk, "Please, little master, take the quilt to the princess's room."
When the young monk saw the purse, he quickly returned it to Chunlei and said, "I cannot accept this money. If you want to donate money for incense, you can give it directly to the master."
Chunlei saw that the little monk was unwilling to give in, so he didn't want to force him.
However, he followed the little monk personally to get the quilt before returning to the room.
After returning to the room, I saw that Fu Yunxi had already taken off all the heavy headdresses by herself.
Seeing Chunlei holding the quilt and about to spread it on the bed, she quickly stopped him and said, "Give this quilt to the prince."
Chunlei was naturally unwilling to do so. The princess was already feeling very wronged by having to live here. If the last quilt was given to the prince, what would the princess cover herself with?
Seeing that Chunlei didn't move, Fu Yunxi hugged the quilt and walked towards Rongjing's room.
Rong Jing's cold symptoms became more severe when the weather got colder. Now, even with the heater on, his body still felt cold.
At this time, there was a knock on the door. Zizhu glanced at the young master and went to open the door.
After all, someone would bring some hot water on weekdays.
But when he opened the door, he saw Fu Yunxi holding a quilt.
Fu Yunxi is of noble status, so Zizhu has to give way even if she is unwilling.
"Princess, what are you doing here so late at night?" Rong Jing's voice was as cold as he was.
But Rong Jing, who now has such a cold temperament, actually inspired Fu Yunxi's fighting spirit. Even if he is a piece of ice, she can melt him.
"I felt sorry for you getting cold at night, so I brought you a blanket." Fu Yunxi had taken off all the accessories on her body. Although she lacked the luxurious temperament, she had a bit more fairy spirit.
Even Zizhu, who had a grudge against Fu Yunxi, had to admit that the woman in front of her was indeed a good match for her own prince.
Rong Jing looked at the quilt in front of him and didn't want to refuse her kindness. Besides, it was really inappropriate to let a princess hold the quilt.
Zizhu was about to go forward and take the quilt, but she saw her master had already stood up and taken the quilt, and said, "Thank you, Princess. If you don't mind, you can come in and have a cup of tea."
Dislike? How could he dislike it? Fu Yunxi followed Rong Jing and sat down at the tea table.
The guest rooms in the temple are very simple, but with Rong Jing inside, they seem a lot more luxurious.
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