In one sentence, everyone in the room was confused.
Prince Chun's Mansion? Isn't that the residence of the Seventh Prince?
The Seventh Prince sent a piece of clothing to Feng Mansion. Was it for Xiangrong?
Xiangrong opened her mouth in surprise and was speechless, and the old lady almost thought that Feng Yuheng's soul had possessed Xiangrong.
If Xuan Tianhua was good to Feng Yuheng, people were used to it, after all, he had the relationship with the Ninth Prince. But now he actually sent a piece of clothing to Xiangrong, which direction should people think?
The old lady was stunned for a while, then she remembered to ask the girl: "Where is the person who delivered the clothes?"
The maid said, "They sent him to the gate and he left. Steward He said it was a young eunuch."
The old lady thought that was correct. Apart from the palace, only the royal palace used eunuchs. She couldn't help but look at Xiangrong and asked her in confusion, "Are you familiar with the Seventh Prince?"
Xiangrong shook her head and told the truth: "I can't say I'm familiar with him. I just met him a few times when I was with my second sister. But the Seventh Prince always talks to my second sister. Xiangrong doesn't know why the Prince gave me the clothes."
The little girl's cheeks flushed as she said this. No matter what, she was still very excited to receive the clothes sent by the Seventh Prince.
Who is the Seventh Prince? He is recognized as the most handsome man in the world, like a god. Every word, every action, and even every look can be remembered for a lifetime. She originally thought that she was lucky to have spoken to the Seventh Prince a few times because of her second sister, but she didn't expect that she would receive a piece of clothing from him personally today.
The old lady lay on the couch for a long time without saying anything. She felt a little confused and her brain was not working well. It was not until Xiangrong asked quietly, "Grandma, can I take the clothes back?" that she came to her senses and said in a daze, "Go, go, but be careful. The clothes given by the Seventh Prince must be good."
Xiangrong naturally understood this principle. He took the tray from the girl and did not dare to hand it to the maid he brought with him. He carried it back to the yard himself.
Only after seeing An did she let out a long sigh and said with a little excitement: "Aunt, guess what happened in Shuya Garden just now?"
An naturally couldn't guess it, so the maid Xiangrong quickly told her what had happened, including the quarrel between Chenyu and Fendai, which was described vividly.
An Shi had no interest in Chenyu and Fendai's affairs, and only said, "Looking at Fendai's expression when she came back this morning, I knew she would not be at peace after returning home." Then, her eyes were fixed on the dress that Xiangrong brought back. "Hurry up and open the paper package," she urged.
Xiangrong nodded, then carefully placed the tray on the table, and then carefully unwrapped the paper. Then, a plain blue dress appeared before her eyes.
The two of them were dazzled by the sight, and the girl simply exclaimed, "What kind of material is this? Why does it look like lake water?"
The little girl's description was very apt; the material looked like clear lake water, with a clear view to the bottom.
Xiangrong had no idea what the material was, so she just stared at the clothes in a daze, with Xuan Tianhua's extraordinary smile in her mind.
An looked at it for a while and sighed, "Although it is not the Five Treasures, it is not much worse than the Five Treasures. If I am not mistaken, this material should be the favorite lake heart forging of the Queen of Qianzhou Kingdom in the north."
Xiangrong's face was full of smiles, and she subconsciously asked, "Aunt, what do you think the Seventh Prince meant by giving me such clothes?"
An saw the look of expectation on Xiangrong's face and was shocked. She quickly interrupted Xiangrong's dream and said, "Don't let your imagination run wild! You have the lessons of your elder sister and fourth sister. Xiangrong, I don't want you to have the idea of climbing up the social ladder again. Not everyone can marry a prince, and not everyone can live a good life. What's more, the Seventh Prince is as ethereal as an immortal. He seems to be kind and benevolent, but he doesn't like him. When has he ever gotten any benefit from him? He is actually the same kind of person as the Ninth Prince. You must not covet him."
Xiangrong was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, "How could that be, Auntie? I don't have such extravagant hopes. The Seventh Prince gave me this dress, probably because he remembered the care my second sister had given me in the past! It's rare to receive a gift from the Seventh Prince in a lifetime, Xiangrong has no other hope."
An was relieved and patted Xiangrong's shoulder gently: "Don't blame my aunt, this is all for your own good. Although the fate of a concubine's daughter is either to be a concubine of the legitimate son or to be the wife of the illegitimate son, it is better than marrying the prince as a concubine. It may seem glorious now, but one day in the future, when the prince fights for the throne, it is hard to say who will live and who will die."
Xiangrong was still young and didn't understand too many principles, but she knew that An was really doing it for her own good. So she nodded gratefully, reached out and touched the forging in the middle of the lake, sighed slightly in her heart, and then smiled: "Xiangrong is only ten years old, and who knows what she will be like in five years, so there's no rush."
An also knew that there was no rush, but the dress sent by Prince Chun still made her a little worried. Whether this palace banquet would be a blessing or a curse, everything was unknown.
Early the next morning, the Feng family was already preparing for the three young ladies to enter the palace.
Xiangrong accepted the clothes sent by Prince Chun. This news spread throughout the mansion since last night. Chenyu let Yilin apply the black rouge given by the queen on her while staring at the bronze mirror fiercely. The handkerchief in her hand was twisted so tightly that she almost tore it apart.
Yilin spoke to her carefully: "Young Miss should be happy."
"What's there to be happy about?" Chenyu glared at Yilin fiercely. "Other people have princes giving them clothes when they enter the palace, but I have to paint my face black. How can I be happy? I'd rather not go to the palace banquet!"
As she spoke, she was about to take off the decoration on her head, and Yiyue was so scared that she quickly held her hands down. She had spent a whole hour combing her hair, and if she messed it up, all her efforts would be in vain.
"Young lady, think about it. The Queen said that you were not allowed to enter the palace at the beginning, but this time she changed her mind and said that all the young ladies in the palace could go. From what I see, the Queen was probably angry at the time, and she might cancel the punishment after this palace banquet."
These words really touched Chenyu's heart. It was indeed a bit beyond her expectation that she could enter the palace this time, but whether she could be spared from the black rouge was still unknown.
"You, girl, are more talkative than Yiyue before."
"It's because of the young lady's good teaching. I have followed the young lady for three years longer than Yiyue, and these three years were not in vain."
Feng Chenyu nodded, "Well, it's good that you are sensible. Okay, okay, it's dark enough, don't apply it anymore." Chenyu opened Yilin's hand, took another look at the bronze mirror, and slammed the mirror on the table in anger, "It's really annoying."
"Miss, please change your clothes." Yilin brought a light yellow winter coat to Chenyu, "Don't wear red this time, or the emperor will be angry." She reminded Chenyu of the lesson she learned last time. Chenyu didn't say anything, but frowned as she looked at the winter coat in her hand, "This seems to be what my mother bought for me when she was still alive?"
"That's right." Yilin said as he helped her put on the clothes. "The ready-made clothes I brought back from the old lady yesterday don't fit me very well, and there's no time to alter them now. What's more, the ready-made clothes you buy outside are not as good as those made with your own materials. Miss, you should just wear this one."
Chenyu nodded, "What good material would a clothing store be willing to use? If I remember correctly, this dress was given to me by my third uncle last year with the material he brought back from another province."
"Of course, the third master loves the young lady the most." Yilin responded subconsciously, but immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing. He shuddered and stopped talking.
Chen Yu didn't blame him, she just sighed and said, "Thinking about the past, it really seems like a lifetime ago!"
Finally, the three young ladies were all dressed neatly and arrived at the gate of the mansion. Feng Jinyuan was already waiting there.
Seeing his three daughters growing up to be prettier than the other, he couldn't help but sigh. Then, looking at the lake-heart forged jade that Xiangrong was wearing, he became even more thoughtful.
Prince Chun, who has always been neutral and as ethereal as an immortal, actually took the initiative to send a piece of clothing to his concubine's daughter, and it was made of such precious fabric. What does this mean?
He absolutely did not believe that Prince Chun had taken a fancy to Xiangrong. Not to mention that they had not met many times, Xiangrong still existed as an accessory of Feng Yuheng. Just with Prince Chun's temperament, how could he have any feelings for a little girl who was only ten years old. When the ministers and officials gathered privately and talked about Prince Chun, most of them shook their heads and thought that it was normal for him to never marry in his life.
But if it's not because of love, then what is the reason?
Feng Jinyuan frowned and looked at Xiangrong, but when the person came closer, he smiled again, "Xiangrong looks very good in this dress." He couldn't show Xiangrong a bad face. After all, Prince Chun had been polite before, and if he didn't even smile, it would probably cause trouble again if it got out.
Xiangrong bowed towards Feng Jinyuan and said, "Thank you, father." He was neither too close nor too distant, but very respectful.
Fendai and Chenyu looked at Xiangrong at the same time, the jealousy in their eyes burning more fiercely than the other.
Especially Fendai, she was wearing the clothes she picked out from the old lady yesterday, and she thought she picked the best one, but she didn't expect that neither of the sister nor the younger sister wore the ready-made clothes. In comparison, she was the least up to the standard, which was far from what she had originally expected, that she would step on the two of them.
Xiangrong felt the two gazes around him, but he didn't know what to do. He could only lower his head and say nothing.
Everyone in the mansion came out to see the three young ladies off to the palace, even Yao came.
But for Chenyu and Fendai, the people behind them were neither old ladies nor mistresses. Their identities were the most precious, so they naturally would not look back at those concubines.
Only Xiangrong turned around before leaving the house, bowed to Yao, An, Han and Jin Zhen who were standing behind her, and then got on the carriage with everyone else.
An kept shaking her head as she watched Han dress Fendai up, and whispered to Yao, "No matter how you look at her, she smells like Feng Chen. She was made like this by Han at such a young age. What will happen to her when she grows up?"
Yao also said helplessly: "The children of the Feng family are always arrogant, but they don't know that there are not many benefits to climbing to a high position. Of course, my Yao family is so glorious, but what about now? Sister, you must teach Xiangrong well, and don't let that child follow the temperament of the Feng family."
An nodded, "Of course, don't worry, sister, Xiangrong learned it from the second young lady, so it won't be bad."
Mentioning Feng Yuheng, Yao sighed again, but she also had more expectations in her heart.
She knew that something would definitely happen at this palace banquet, and her Ah Heng would definitely not suffer any loss from these things.
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