"What is this?" Fen Dai took the small box handed to her by Hong Yun, opened it, and smelled the fragrance.
"Skin-solidifying cream," Hongyun told her, "It is very effective for the scars on your face. They will disappear in a month at most."
"Really?" Fendai was pleasantly surprised.
Hongyun nodded, "Really." Then he asked, "Do you still want to practice dancing?"
Fendai immediately took off her shoes and socks and stood in the snow. Her teeth were chattering from the cold, but she still insisted, "Practice! No matter who it's for, I have to learn this dance!"
That night, in the Buddhist temple of Chenyu Temple, Yilin leaned over Chenyu and whispered softly.
Soon, a ruthless look appeared in Chenyu's eyes. "Do it! You must do it! But this time, you must not allow failure. Go and tell your third uncle to find the best person, and do it cleanly and neatly. That girl is very smart, so you must not leave even the slightest trace."
"I will tell her." Yilin added, "The Third Master said that she will definitely go to pick someone up at that time. I hope Miss can drag her along."
Chen Yu was a little annoyed. "It's not easy to drag her away. Why didn't uncle do it earlier?"
Yilin told her: "The Third Master said that the other side has people escorting them all the way, and they will not withdraw until they reach the border of the capital, so they chose this time to take action."
"Forget it, I think I'll just have to drag it out. Anyway, I have to make it happen this time. If it doesn't work again, tell your uncle that he doesn't need to interfere with my affairs in the future. I will deal with anyone who stands in my way."
Yilin nodded, and then glanced at the candle flame that was almost burned out, and couldn't help but say, "Miss, you should take a rest, or your eyes will be damaged. Anyway, the old lady didn't say how many days it would take to finish copying the sutra, so we can just take our time."
Chen Yu smiled and shook her head, "How can I take my time? Father will be back soon. When he was away, I suffered a lot of grievances in the mansion. If I don't make it clear on the surface, how can he have mercy on me?"
Yilin's eyes lit up and she said with a smile, "Miss is really smart. I'll go and change two more candles for you."
"Just change it! It's not good if it's too bright."
At noon the next day, everyone in Feng Mansion went to Shuya Garden to pay their respects to the old lady.
The day when Feng Jinyuan returns to Beijing is getting closer and closer, and the New Year is approaching, so the old lady's face is always filled with joy.
Chenyu sat down with dark circles under her eyes. The old lady felt distressed when she saw her. She kept saying to her, "If you can't sleep well at night, ask the doctor to prescribe a prescription to calm your nerves. You can't keep doing this. I see that you seem to have lost some weight in the past two days."
Yilin quickly answered for Chenyu: "Old lady, you don't know that the eldest daughter has been copying scriptures in the Buddhist temple every night until dawn, and she has copied more than half of the hundred scriptures."
"So fast?" The old lady was really surprised, and her expression of distress became even more intense. "I punished you to copy the sutra a hundred times, but I didn't stipulate that you must finish it within a certain number of days. Why do you have to work so hard?"
Chenyu stood up, bowed to the old lady, and said, "My granddaughter doesn't feel tired. Copying scriptures is a calming thing, not to mention that my father is coming back soon. Chenyu always thinks that while copying scriptures, she can also pray for my father, hoping that he will have a safe journey."
The words were spoken generously and appropriately, which pleased the old lady very much.
But the old lady was happy, while Han and Fendai were unhappy. Fendai snorted coldly and said, "Big sister is really good at talking. You are clearly being punished, but you talk as if you are a kind person."
"That's enough!" The old lady couldn't stand Fendai's nagging, and she was even more upset with Fendai because the imperial chef she had agreed to invite to prepare the medicinal food didn't show up. "If you really want to, you should think about what you can do for your father instead of learning some useless dances all day long."
"Why is it useless?" Feng Fendai was anxious, "Grandma, don't you want Fendai to live a good life? In your heart, there is only my big sister, and whatever she does is good."
"Fourth sister, why are you talking to grandma like that? Kneel down and admit your mistake!"
Fen Dai raised her chin, "I'm not wrong!"
The old lady was so angry that she was shaking. Aunt Zhao was beside her and tried to persuade her: "Calm down, old lady! The fourth young lady has that kind of temper. We agreed not to be angry today."
The old lady took two quick breaths, grabbed Zhao Ma's hand and said, "Yes, yes, we agreed not to get angry today, but it's a pity that our descendants are unfilial and the family is in turmoil!"
Feng Yuheng looked at the farce in the room and simply closed her eyes. She came here just to go through the motions, and she had no intention of getting involved in such trivial matters.
Finally, the old lady calmed down and said, "It's the New Year. The mansion has made new clothes for you all, one set for each of you. Keep them for when you enter the palace on the first day of the New Year."
As she spoke, four maids came in, holding four pieces of clothing and handed them to the four young ladies. The clothing was made of Sichuan brocade, which was very expensive. Each of the four ladies wore a different color: white enough to make a fish sink to the bottom of its body, blue for Feng Yuheng, yellow for Xiang Rong, and light pink for her powder.
Naturally, everyone likes such beautiful clothes. Even Feng Yuheng couldn't help but secretly admire the exquisite craftsmanship of the ancient Xiuniang. The patterns embroidered on the material were very delicate, and even had a faint three-dimensional feel.
Fendai was immediately delighted to receive such a nice dress and said sweetly, "Thank you, grandma."
The old lady didn't like to listen to her and waved her hand, "If it's okay, you can all go back." Then everyone in the room left again.
Fendai helped Han walk more slowly, and Feng Yuheng also deliberately slowed down his pace, pretending to chat with Huang Quan unintentionally: "I heard that there was a queen who drowned in the palace before, and she liked winter the most. We are all wrapped up tightly in the winter, but she can wear thin clothes and walk barefoot in the snow. Don't you think it's strange?"
Huang Quan knew what Feng Yuheng was thinking. He glanced at Fendai beside him and saw that she was startled and was looking over here hesitantly.
"Miss, you are absolutely right. I have also heard that the lady can not only walk barefoot in the snow, but she is also very good at making tea with the snow water accumulated on the wintersweets. She also prefers white, the color that seems to blend in with the snow. Some servants call her Snow Concubine in private."
"You know you got more than me." Feng Yuheng smiled evilly and quickened his pace.
"I used to serve in Prince Yu's palace, so naturally I heard more." Huang Quan responded to the last sentence and hurriedly followed her out of Shuya Garden.
Fen Dai, who heard all these words, was very happy. Although Feng Yuheng did not explicitly say who the concubine was, how many concubines had drowned in the palace? Who else could walk barefoot on the snow?
She had an idea in mind and was very happy to overhear the news. She thought to herself that she would practice how to make tea with snow water when she had time.
But when she glanced again, she saw the dress that Ah Ju was holding in her hand. She liked it very much because it was pink and tender, but now she heard that the concubine liked to wear white, so she took the dress and hurriedly went to find Feng Chenyu to exchange it.
Feng Yuheng, who had already walked far away, heard the quarreling of the two sisters behind him and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips.
After returning to Tongshengxuan, she arranged to load the several gifts that had been packed earlier into the car, and took Huang Quan to visit several mansions in person to deliver all the gifts.
It was already evening when she came back. As soon as she entered the mansion, she saw Yao holding a letter and excitedly telling her: "Zi Rui will be able to arrive in Beijing tomorrow."
This was indeed good news. Feng Yuheng read the letter and found that it was definitely Qingyu's handwriting, so he became happy as well.
Naturally, she would pick up Zirui when he returned to Beijing. Yao also wanted to go with her, but was stopped by Feng Yuheng: "Mother, please stay in the mansion to prepare some food for Zirui. The child has been away for a long time and he will definitely miss the meals you cook for him." This dispelled Yao's idea.
When she returned to the courtyard, she said to Huang Quan, "There's something wrong with my mother. Her diet needs to be checked."
Huang Quan also became nervous: "Miss, can you...
What was discovered? "
Feng Yuheng shook his head, "I'm worried because I haven't found anything. I changed the medicine last time, but unfortunately, the qi and blood that were replenished were inexplicably drained again. You should keep an eye on this matter and don't rush it. This person can do something under our noses, and he may lead to a big fish."
After a night, it was finally time for Zirui to return to Beijing.
There was no news from the Feng Mansion, and there was no movement. Feng Yuheng and Huang Quan were preparing to leave the mansion, but a maid in the courtyard came to report: "The eldest daughter of the Feng family is here, and she wants to see the young lady."
"Feng Chenyu?" She was stunned for a moment, wondering what she was doing. But no matter what she was doing, she didn't have time to care, so she hurried out and told the girl, "Go away, just say I have something to do."
"But..." The little girl chased after her for two steps, "The eldest lady of the Feng family said that she is here to give you New Year gifts. She has prepared gifts for you, the lady, and the young master. She is waiting at the door with gifts in her hands."
Huang Quan thought for a moment and said, "Why don't we see what she gave us?"
Feng Yuheng stopped and thought for a while, then nodded and asked the girl to go and ask for help. But he turned around and said to Huang Quan, "My right eyelid has been twitching all morning, and I feel anxious."
"Did Miss not sleep well last night? You must have been thinking too much about the young master."
After Huang Quan's advice, she felt that it was true and didn't take it to heart.
Soon, Feng Chenyu came to her courtyard under the guidance of her maid, followed by several servants holding things.
As soon as she saw her, Feng Chenyu's Bodhisattva face became serious again: "Second sister looks like she is going to leave the house? Fortunately, I came at this time, otherwise I would not be able to see you."
Feng Yuheng felt inexplicably flustered again. She really wanted to throw Feng Chenyu out of Tongshengxuan, but as the old saying goes, you should not hit a smiling person. She was here to give a gift, so she couldn't go too far.
"I heard that elder sister came to deliver New Year gifts, but I was negligent. I should have delivered them to Feng Mansion first." She sat down on the stone chair in the yard and had no intention of inviting anyone in.
Chenyu didn't care and just stood outside and started chatting: "The New Year is coming soon. My sister made a dress for Zirui and prepared some supplements for Aunt Yao... Madam. And this--" As she spoke, she handed a wooden box to Feng Yuheng, "This is a pair of gold bracelets with hollow carvings on them. My uncle brought them back from the foreign country. I thought they were very beautiful, so I gave them to my sister as a New Year's gift."
"In that case, I will accept it. I will also thank you on behalf of mother and Zirui." She gestured to the servant to accept the gift and stood up again. "I have something to do today, so I won't keep you here any longer. I will prepare a generous return gift for you later."
"What are you talking about, sister?" Chenyu ignored Feng Yuheng's words to send her away, and took two steps forward and said more warmly: "We are sisters. It's okay for us to quarrel on weekdays, but how can we really become enemies? Don't you think so?" As she spoke, she actually sat down on the stone chair opposite Feng Yuheng.
Feng Yuheng looked at Chen Yu's posture, and the inexplicable panic and irritability in his heart surged up again.
She always believed in her instincts, and she saw that this kind of irritability was surging and could not be suppressed.
Feng Chenyu is not here to give gifts!
As soon as this thought came to her mind, she didn't wait any longer, and immediately stood up, without saying a word, and walked out quickly -
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