Ever since Feng Yuheng saw that nosy person climb onto Feng Zirui's bed, scaring the child so much that his face turned pale, she had no intention of letting Xuan Tianmo go. She just added a little more ingredients, that's all.
Xuan Tiange said nothing more. The Eighth Prince had brought this upon himself by causing Emperor Tianwu to be like this. It was only natural that he should suffer more. Moreover, she didn't have the energy to care about others now. She was already overwhelmed with her own affairs.
Feng Yuheng saw that she must have something to say to him today, so he smiled bitterly, shook his head, stood up, pulled Xuan Tiange and walked out, saying as he walked: "Since you have something to say, we should find a quiet place, not this market teahouse. It's okay to listen to gossip here, but it's still a little far from being a place to talk about your heart."
Xuan Tiange felt a little embarrassed and followed her until he got on the imperial carriage. Then he said, "I also heard someone in the teahouse talking about the palace, so I was curious and wanted to listen."
"Now that we've heard everything we should, we should change places and talk about business." Feng Yuheng looked at her with a smile. Although the princess of Dashun looked sad, she looked very good and in good spirits. She had no dark circles under her eyes and her skin was radiant. It was obvious that her sleep was not disturbed by the troubles in reality. What does this mean? This means that the troubles were not enough to affect her life, or that she was not very resistant to the troubles and even enjoyed them.
Feng Yuheng felt relieved and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was not selfish. The King of Ancient Shu had approached Prince Yu's Mansion about this matter in the beginning. If Xuan Tiange married Ancient Shu just as a condition for the exchange, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.
The two left the teahouse and headed straight for Xianyalou. It was still difficult to book a seat at this place, but whenever Feng Yuheng came, there would always be a private room ready. The waiter received instructions and did not serve sumptuous food and wine, but only some exquisite snacks. The taste of the snacks was not comparable to that of ordinary places. Even the imperial chefs in the palace could not make such exquisite and delicious food.
As Feng Yuheng observed, Xuan Tiange was actually in good spirits, especially when she saw the snacks, her eyes lit up again, and she pounced on the table and ate heartily. Feng Yuheng was helpless and said, "Although it is difficult to book Xianyalou, you are Xuan Tianming's only sister. If you want to eat good food, how can he make it difficult for you? Why do you look like you haven't eaten for years? You don't have the aura of a princess at all."
Xuan Tiange waved her hand, swallowed the last bite of the snack, and then said: "Ah Heng, let me tell you, no matter how delicious the food is, you can't eat it every day, otherwise you will get tired of it. You have to be like me, holding back for a few months without eating, and then suddenly eating it again, it feels like Chinese New Year. But you are right, this is the place opened by my ninth brother, I really have to come here often to eat, if I don't eat it... I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it in the future." When she said this, her eyes were a little red, but she was still smiling. She picked up the folding fan on the table and fanned her eyes a few times, laughing at herself and said: "I'm so useless. I've been like this lately. You know, sometimes I feel like crying when I look at the streets and alleys of the capital. After all, I grew up here, every inch of land is familiar, and the air has a familiar smell. But I'm leaving, leaving everything here, and going to a completely unfamiliar place."
As she was talking, tears really fell down. She quickly raised her hand to wipe them away, still looking at Feng Yuheng with a smile, but Feng Yuheng's nose was sore.
"Tian Ge." She finally spoke and took over the topic. "Putting aside the matter of the emperor and your identities, I just want to ask you, are you happy with that person?"
This is not a simple question, or it is easy to answer for ordinary people, but Xuan Tiange is the princess of Dashun after all. She has never tried to get rid of this identity, so it is naturally difficult for her to evaluate a man from the perspective of an ordinary person. What's more, the matter of Emperor Tianwu is there, how can she forget it? She thought about it, but answered Feng Yuheng in another way. She said: "Fan Tianli told me that there are many fruits in ancient Shu, which are sweeter than those in Dashun; there are also many dried fruits, which are fuller than those in Dashun; ancient Shu has many fabrics that are different from those in Dashun, and the women look very beautiful in them; ancient Shu also has many musical instruments, which are very beautiful to play. Ah Heng, I don't know what kind of happiness you are talking about that is put aside from identity and conditions. I can only say that when I heard him talk to me like this, I really want to see the country in the desert he described."
When Xuan Tiange said this, a look of longing appeared on his face, and that look was so bright that it could not be faked. So Feng Yuheng knew that he could rest assured that this woman's heart was moved, and she was moved to the man she had met once in the desert, and the situation that had evolved so dramatically to this day.
Xuan Tiange said, "Ah Heng, do you know? What I envy most are you and my ninth brother. Apart from other things, my ninth brother will never touch other women for you. Few men can do this. The emperor's uncle is good to Concubine Yun, right? He hasn't been in the harem for more than 20 years. But before Concubine Yun, he had so many concubines and so many sons. The fact is doomed, and the good things after that were discounted, so that Concubine Yun refused to forgive his deception for more than 20 years. But my ninth brother didn't have it before, and he won't have it in the future. You have to know that such a man is really hard to find even with a lantern. I am not as lucky as you. There are three women in Fan Tianli's harem. I can't be so cruel and it's impossible for me to do anything to those three women. So, apart from those I yearn for, whether my future life will be good or bad is unknown to me."
"Are you afraid?" Feng Yuheng asked her, "Are you afraid for a woman to marry alone in such a far place?"
Xuan Tiange nodded, "Of course I am afraid, but I am not afraid to the point of not daring to go. After all, I am a princess of a country, and sooner or later I will have to marry into a foreign country. Even if it is not ancient Shu, there are other places. Think about it, ancient Shu is much stronger than the Qian Zhou Dynasty! So I am mentally prepared, you don't have to worry about me. I asked you out today to tell you that I have decided to marry Fan Tianli. His imperial carriage will enter the capital in three days. By then, he will formally propose marriage to the emperor uncle, and I...may have to say goodbye to you soon."
Finally, she showed bitterness on her face, and also revealed her attachment to this piece of land. But Feng Yuheng knew that Xuan Tiange had no choice, this was Princess Dashun's fate.
On this day, the two of them went from having snacks to drinking wine at Xianyalou, and they kept drinking until dark. They both lay down on the table, and the waiter had to remove the wine jars.
The shopkeeper was helpless when he saw this. A princess and a royal consort drank three jars of wine in one afternoon. It would be strange if they were not drunk. He decided to let the waiter run errands and deliver letters to the Prince Yu's Palace and the Prince Wenxuan's Palace. He originally wanted to ask the two palaces to send people to pick them up. However, except for Xuan Tianming, there was no one from the Prince Wenxuan's Palace. There was a strange man who came with them. As soon as he entered the room, he picked up Xuan Tiange and left the private room without saying a word.
The shopkeeper was a little surprised, but when he saw Xuan Tianming didn't stop him, he knew that he must be an acquaintance, so he said nothing more and quietly retreated. Xuan Tianming sighed and sat down next to his wife. Feng Yuheng felt someone sitting down next to him, and suddenly fell into his arms, throwing himself into his arms without hesitation.
He laughed, "You don't care who's sitting next to you, you just throw yourself into her arms?"
The woman in his arms said as a matter of course: "If I can't even smell the scent of my own husband, there is no need for me to be a miracle doctor. Xuan Tianming, the smell of you can't escape my nose. Even if there is a mountain between us, I can still smell you."
This was an exaggeration, but Xuan Tianming liked to hear it. He imitated Fan Tianli and carried Feng Yuheng sideways, but he smiled and said as he walked down the stairs: "You are already married, but you are still like a child." Looking down at her nestled in his arms like a kitten, he felt infinite satisfaction.
When Emperor Tianwu regained consciousness, they also breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them finally resumed their intimacy, which had not been experienced for a long time under the previous tense situation. The courtyard of Prince Yu's Mansion became as charming as before, and even Wangchuan Huangquan breathed a sigh of relief.
In the scorching summer, Emperor Tianwu's mental state was not very good, but his body had recovered and he was able to walk. However, he looked much older than before, and no one had taken the time to look at his hair, which had turned completely white over the years, without a single strand of black hair left.
Zhang Yuan sometimes wondered when the emperor's hair started to turn white. After thinking about it, he felt that it should be during the time when he was in the Criminal Slave Department, or when he was in the Jingci Palace. In short, it was when he was not around. He felt very uncomfortable, but he did not dare to say anything too sentimental. He spent the whole day joking with Emperor Tianwu as before, and occasionally made the old emperor laugh.
Emperor Tianwu is now very restrained. He doesn't drink alcohol and doesn't like to eat meat. He said that Yun Pianpian doesn't like him drinking alcohol and eating meat. Even though Yun Pianpian is not in the palace now, he has to remember her preferences and cannot reject them.
Fortunately, she can still talk to the empress for a while every day, sometimes for an hour, sometimes for half a day, and occasionally they can have a meal together. But the empress knew that this was not the emperor's favor, but just the old emperor's boredom. She wanted to wait for Sun Qi from the Imperial Hospital to make further moves. Once there was, she could tell the old emperor about it and find something for him to do, maybe it would arouse his wits.
Unfortunately, Sun Qi acted as if nothing had happened since the last time, never saying a word, and never coming to Jingci Palace again. Even once when the Queen took the initiative to summon him to check Ping'an's pulse, he just did his job and didn't say a word, so much so that the Queen thought she had misheard the last time.
But she had a feeling that what was supposed to come would eventually come, and that day was not far away...
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