Qian Fengshou walked back with the two marriage certificates in his hands. His legs felt like they were filled with iron, and every step he took was very heavy. The words of the Feng Shui master kept echoing in his mind. What kind of match made in heaven? This was simply a fate destined by heaven!
"It's a fate destined by heaven!" Qian Fengshou wanted to slap himself! What could he do? He just rushed to take on this job, thinking that it would help people find a marriage, but he didn't expect it to become a hot potato. How was he going to tell Concubine Yun about this? Although Concubine Yun looked easy to talk to, everyone in the world knew that she had been quarreling with the emperor for more than 20 years, and even the emperor couldn't do anything about her. If she got angry, how serious would it be?
Qian Fengshou was thinking about what to do about this matter as he walked. After thinking it over, he decided to find a way to meet Feng Yuheng alone first, tell him the truth, and ask Princess Ji'an to help solve the problem.
He entered the Princess's Mansion with this thought in mind. It was noon and people were having a meal in the flower hall. He didn't want to disturb them, so he waited in the outer courtyard. But Feng Yuheng didn't come yet, but Feng Xiangrong came.
When Xiangrong came, she had a smile on her face and a rosy complexion, looking exactly like a young girl waiting to be married, which made people very happy. When she saw Qian Fengshou, she said, "I heard from the servants that Lord Qian has returned, and the queen is still having lunch. Everyone else is with her, but I am free, so I came to ask Lord Qian how the match is going?"
Qian Fengshou was stunned when he saw Xiangrong. He began to tremble with the two engagement slips and the mysterious words written by the Feng Shui master in his hands. His face looked bad and he mumbled, unable to answer for a long time.
Xiang Rong was also stunned for a moment, looking at Qian Fengshou's expression and asked in confusion: "Master Qian, what's wrong? Aren't the eight characters in your hand? Let me see it quickly."
Qian Fengshou subconsciously took two steps back and put the sticker in his hand behind his back. As soon as she made this move, she realized that something must be wrong. Her heart immediately turned cold and a bad premonition swept over her.
After going through so many things, Xiang Rong was still calm. She didn't rush to question Qian Fengshou. Instead, she told the servants in the room, "You guys go down first! I have something to say to Master Qian alone." After the servants followed her instructions, she said to Qian Fengshou, "Master Qian, if you have something to say, just say it. If there is really a problem with the horoscope, you should tell me directly. After all, one of the two copies of the marriage certificate is mine."
She trembled a little when she spoke, and there was a hint of despair in her voice. If there really was something wrong with her fate, the marriage she had worked so hard to get would be in trouble.
Qian Fengshou looked at Feng Xiangrong with a complicated mood. A man like the Seventh Prince, who was as beautiful as a fairy, was the dream of almost all women in the world. Everyone wanted to marry into Prince Chun's mansion. The Third Miss of the Feng Family had come this far, so how could she give up easily? But if she didn't give up, what would she do if the result of the match came true? Would these two people be in danger?
Qian Fengshou was in a dilemma, but Feng Xiangrong had to tell him since he was forced to this point. He had no choice but to hand over the letter written by the Feng Shui master, and also said, "To be honest with you, Third Miss Feng, the horoscopes that the master calculated said that your marriage... is a disaster."
"Disaster..." Xiangrong trembled and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Qian Fengshou helped her up. She wanted to persuade him, but when she opened her mouth, she didn't know what to say.
Xiangrong stood there in a daze for a long time without saying a word, until Qian Fengshou was afraid and wanted to go out to ask someone to see if the third young lady had any trouble. Then she murmured to Qian Fengshou, "Master Qian, I have accepted this letter. You must not tell anyone about the disaster today, understand?"
"This..." Qian Fengshou frowned, feeling very embarrassed. He said to Feng Xiangrong, "Miss San, I know that you have deep feelings for His Highness the Seventh Prince, and I'm afraid that this marriage has taken a lot of twists and turns. Now that a disaster has occurred, it's understandable that you are unwilling to accept it, but you can't just suppress this matter! The gentleman who read the horoscope is very famous, and the horoscopes he reads are always accurate. If you forcefully suppress this matter and pretend that nothing has happened and force yourself to get engaged to His Highness the Seventh Prince, I'm afraid... I'm afraid something will happen!"
He almost said that he was afraid that something might happen to the Seventh Prince. Ever since Feng Xiangrong said that she wanted to conceal the matter, Qian Fengshou had a very bad impression of her. He thought that Feng Xiangrong was crazy about marrying the Seventh Prince and was determined to marry him even though their horoscopes were not compatible. If she got hurt, it would be her fault, but if she got hurt by the Seventh Prince, it would be too not worth it.
Qian Fengshou shook his head as he spoke, "No, no, I cannot agree to this. I hope Miss Third Feng will forgive me."
Xiangrong looked at Qian Fengshou for a long time before he realized what he meant. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Master Qian, you misunderstood. I have been in love with the Seventh Prince since I first met him when I was ten years old. How could I possibly harm him? I would rather die than let anything happen to him. But Master Qian, you don't know that the Seventh Prince is sometimes even more stubborn than me. How could he give up on something he has set his mind on just because our horoscopes are compatible?"
Qian Fengshou was puzzled, "Then what Miss San means is..."
"Since it is a disaster, I will not allow this marriage to happen no matter what. But if it cannot happen, we have to think of a way. It won't work just because the horoscopes are compatible." Xiangrong said as she stuffed the Feng Shui master's letter into her sleeve pocket, and then said to Qian Fengshou, "Don't worry, Lord Qian, just give me one day. Tomorrow morning I will let Concubine Yun give up the marriage proposal. Don't worry, if something unexpected happens tomorrow, it won't be too late to tell my second sister and the Ninth Prince." After she finished speaking, she turned and left, not staying in the hall any longer.
Qian Fengshou looked at Xiangrong's departing back, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. Then he couldn't help but sigh: "If what she said is true, then this woman is worthy of the promise made to her by the Seventh Prince! She is worthy of being the sister of Princess Ji'an!" But how can she persuade Concubine Yun to give up? Qian Fengshou was somewhat looking forward to it.
Xiangrong walked back to the flower hall. He seemed to have lost his soul in the first half of the walk, but he had returned to normal in the second half. After sitting down again, he even smiled and said to Feng Yuheng: "Tomorrow is the Moon Festival. Is Second Sister going to prepare a banquet?"
This caused Concubine Yun to cheer, "Of course we have to prepare! We chose this day to come to the fiefdom just to catch the moonlit night! First, it is to let the third girl reunite with her mother, and second, we can have a formal meal with our in-laws and arrange the marriages for the two children."
An had already agreed to the marriage, so she was no longer awkward. After hearing what Concubine Yun said, she followed suit and said, "Your Majesty is right. Xiangrong will be coming of age next year, so it's quite rushed. Many things need to be prepared in advance. We don't have a house in the capital, so Xiangrong must have a family to marry..." As she spoke, she said to Feng Yuheng, "Second Miss, I plan to buy a house in the capital, which is a little more impressive. After all, Xiangrong is getting married to the Seventh Prince, and we can't embarrass the child too much. Although I have been living in Ji'an County, I still need a place to stay when I go back occasionally, so that Xiangrong can have a family in the capital."
An's plan was very thoughtful. Feng Yuheng agreed with the idea of buying a house, but she also had her own ideas about Xiangrong getting married in the new house: "I will help you choose the house after I return to Beijing, but for Xiangrong to get married, I think it would be better for her to marry from the Princess's Mansion. My sister should not be looked down upon. I have to let everyone in the capital know that the principal wife of Prince Chun's Mansion is not helpless. She is my sister. No matter what time it is, I, Feng Yuheng, will always be her support. Her status is not humble at all, and is no lower than any other lady in the capital!"
Feng Yuheng's words gave Xiangrong the most solid support. With such support, Xiangrong was no longer just a little concubine of the Feng family. She was the younger sister of Princess Ji'an and Princess Yu. Her marriage from the Jizhu Mansion was equivalent to Feng Yuheng announcing this "mastery" to the world. With such a sister as a support, she was able to walk sideways in the capital.
An was moved to tears after hearing this, and Xiang Rong also wiped away tears, but it was not because of the touching feeling brought to her by Feng Yuheng, but because she would eventually lose this honor. The Prince Chun's Mansion was destined to pass her by.
The lunch was also lively. After the meal, Concubine Yun asked why Qian Fengshou had not returned yet. People advised her not to worry, so she resigned herself to returning to her courtyard to rest.
Xiangrong stood behind the crowd, watching them leave one by one, and always felt sad. I thought this was her fate! Flowers had bloomed in her life, giving her the greatest surprise and surprise, but she couldn't keep the flowers blooming. When the autumn wind blew, the flowers withered and the willows fell, and when she looked up again, it was still sad. ︽②︽②︽.*②阁︽②,
"Are you worried about something?" Feng Yuheng deliberately walked slowly and waited for Xiangrong. When Xiangrong walked past her, she suddenly asked this question.
Xiangrong was startled, and when she turned around and saw Feng Yuheng, she felt uneasy. This second sister always seemed to be able to see through everything, and people couldn't hide their thoughts in front of her.
But today's matter... she had to explain it to Concubine Yun first. Moreover, she had already made up her mind and didn't want to cause any more trouble. So she had to bite the bullet and say to Feng Yuheng: "I am worried about this marriage, don't worry, second sister, I am just a little anxious."
Feng Yuheng patted the back of her hand: "Don't think too much. No matter what happens, take it one step at a time. You don't know what's ahead. You can only know it after you've walked past it and seen it with your own eyes. Therefore, it's meaningless to worry about the future. Going forward boldly is the best thing to do."
Her words were vague, and Xiangrong didn't know how to listen, so she just nodded vaguely and said, "I want to go see Concubine Yun, Second Sister, I won't talk to you for now."
Feng Yuheng nodded: "Go!" Then he smiled and gently pushed Xiangrong, watching her walk towards Yun Fei's courtyard until her back was no longer visible. Then he frowned and whispered: "I always feel that this marriage will not be successful! I don't know if I am thinking too much."
Facts have proved that Feng Yuheng did not think too much. When Xiangrong saw Concubine Yun, he knelt down in front of her and the first words he said were "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Prince Chun's Mansion... Xiangrong cannot marry!"
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