Feng Guang then realized that it wasn't just women who could make men weak in the knees; men could also make women weak in the knees.
Strangely enough, he wasn't glamorous at all. He was clearly a quiet and handsome young man, so how did he suddenly acquire a magic that made people blush and their hearts race?
Her gaze darted around awkwardly, and she tried to pull her hand away, but the strength in his grip didn't seem like he would let go so easily. He then gently wrote on her palm with his fingertips: "The Flower Festival is in three days. Will Fengguang join me?"
"The Flower Festival..." She had heard the old man named Yi Su mention it. In fact, it was a disguised Valentine's Day. She hesitated for a while and said with difficulty, "This festival... seems to be quite important."
“Last year, Fengguang and I spent our time in the palace. This year, I want to take Fengguang out of the palace.”
Feng Guang was even more troubled. She remembered that she had lost her memory because she was hit by a horse outside the palace. "Leaving the palace so casually doesn't seem like a good idea..."
“That day will be very lively.” He paused for a moment, then wrote: “There will be many vendors selling candied hawthorns, osmanthus cakes, sugar figurines…”
“I’ll go!” she shouted, raising her other hand.
His eyes curved into a charming smile.
Feng Guang realized her agitation and awkwardly lowered her hand, refusing to look at him. "I just feel that since this holiday is so important, it wouldn't be appropriate for me to refuse you..."
And why did he ask her out instead of Yiren?
But soon she realized that she was, after all, the daughter of the Prime Minister and his lawfully wedded Crown Princess. If he openly ignored her and went to see Yiren, that would be too unreasonable. Moreover, his position as Crown Prince was not particularly secure. A mere eunuch could easily frame him. He needed the Prime Minister's support, so naturally he dared not go too far and offend the Prime Minister.
Once Feng Guang understood the reason, she felt at ease. Since everyone was just putting on an act, why should she refuse a chance to leave the palace for free?
Back at the East Palace, Feng Guang was in a good mood. She even found the housekeeper, Fei Yu, much more adorable. When Fei Yu saw her young mistress smiling and noticing that she had returned with the Crown Prince, she immediately gave Feng Guang an encouraging look, as if to say, "My young mistress has finally learned to compete for the Emperor's favor." Then, she looked at Yi Ren, who was standing obediently to the side, and snorted through her nose. Her young mistress was firmly in the position of Crown Princess; how could a mere palace maid like her possibly shake her position?
She kept her head down and didn't look to the side, pretending not to see anything.
Feng Guang took in all of Fei Yu's little actions, but she didn't mind. She only hoped that this girl wouldn't break down and cry when she found out that she wanted to step down from the position of Crown Princess. She then looked at Baili Mo sitting opposite her. He was very quiet, sipping his tea quietly, not looking at anyone. But after noticing her gaze, he raised his eyes, his lips slightly raised, and gave her a faint smile.
Feng Guang immediately looked away, pretending she hadn't seen anything. After a while, she still felt his gaze on her. Unable to resist, she looked up at Fei Yu and deliberately changed the subject, "Fei Yu, are you better from your heatstroke?"
"Miss, I don't have heatstroke."
"How did you faint if you didn't have heatstroke?"
“That’s because…” Fei Yu’s face paled, “…it was too frightening.”
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