Feng Zhaolian had already lived in the princess's residence for a day and a night, and had been bothering her for a day and a night. When she went to bed at night, he would sit at the door, nagging incessantly and banging on the door, and no one could do anything about it.
Feng Yuheng didn't care. Since she couldn't sleep in the room, she would go to sleep in the space. When she came out the next morning, she found that Feng Zhaolian was still so energetic. She couldn't help but admire his perseverance.
If you were to ask why Feng Zhaolian came to Feng Yuheng, it was just to ask for one thing: "Yue Xi, take me to the palace to attend the palace banquet."
At that time, Feng Yuheng had just finished breakfast and was drinking tea. Feng Zhaolian was sitting next to her, looking pitiful, and almost kowtowed.
Feng Yuheng was helpless, so she had to patiently explain to the other party: "Although Qian Zhou is dead, you are the heir of the Qian Zhou royal family... Hey, what do you think we should call you heir?"
"Lost pearl." Feng Zhaolian gave her advice, "Lost pearl."
Huang Quan, who was serving beside him, couldn't stand it any longer and had to remind him: "Even people like me who haven't read a few days know that the term 'relict pearl' is used to describe a woman. Your Highness the Lotus King really thinks he is a woman!"
Feng Zhaolian corrected her: "Look, we just said that Qian Zhou was destroyed, why are you still calling me Lotus King? Remember, there is no Lotus King in this world anymore. You can call me... Miss Lian."
Huang Quan was speechless, rolled his eyes and stood behind Feng Yuheng, he really didn't want to pay any more attention to this person.
Feng Yuheng continued, "It doesn't matter what you say. What I mean is, you are the descendant of Qian Zhou. You openly attend the palace banquet of Dashun. Aren't you afraid that your identity will be discovered and you will be arrested and beaten when you get to the palace?"
Huang Quan couldn't help but interjected, "I'll hit you on the face! I'll smash your face!"
King Lian was so frightened that he shivered and subconsciously covered his face, muttering, "Dashun is a civilized country, how could it do such a thing? Don't you have a saying that you should never hit someone in the face?"
Feng Yuheng snorted lightly: "That can't stop someone from being shameless."
Feng Zhaolian smiled, not angry at all. She lifted her butt and moved the chair towards Feng Yuheng. When the two were close enough, she put her two paws on her arms and continued to beg: "Good Yaya, just agree to me!"
"My name is Ah Heng."
"Okay, Ah Heng is Ah Heng. Okay then Ah Heng, take me to the palace. I promise not to cause any trouble, okay? Or should I meet the emperor in advance? Say hello to him?"
Feng Yuheng was helpless: "Do you think the emperor can see you just by saying so? Your identity is very sensitive even if you stay in the capital. If it weren't for me and His Highness the Ninth Prince, do you think you can enter the capital of Dashun? Just live your life honestly, why do you always want to go to crowded places?"
Feng Zhaolian lowered her head and said shyly, "Don't I want to go to the palace for a pilgrimage?"
"What emperor are you going to see?" Feng Yuheng frowned, "Do you really want to see His Majesty?"
"Oh, it's not that Sheng! Ya... Ah Heng, you did this on purpose, didn't you? You knew I wanted to see your immortal seventh prince, but you always beat around the bush with me!"
Feng Yuheng was also angry, "I still remember that when I was in Qianzhou, someone told me his experience very seriously, and successfully won my sympathy and promised to treat him! What? Not going to treat him? Giving up being a good man and wanting to change careers to be a woman? Mr. Feng, I don't care whether you are a man or a woman, but you should stop thinking about the Seventh Prince! You can harm whoever you want, but Seventh Brother can't do that!" After saying that, his eyes rolled, and he remembered something, so he said, "Why don't you consider my father? He is very interested in you."
Woo!
Feng Zhaolian almost vomited, "Your father? So disgusting! No, no! Ah Heng, we are friends after all. Can you take me into the palace once for all the time because I helped you in Qian Zhou? Just this once, and all the kindness between us will be wiped out. You won't owe me anything anymore, okay?" As he spoke, he deliberately waved the hand with the broken little finger in front of Feng Yuheng.
Feng Yuheng felt a headache. This guy must have done it on purpose. He knew that she would give in when she saw his severed finger, so he deliberately came to seduce her. But she had no choice. Feng Zhaolian's severed finger had really shocked her. Thinking about it now, the scene was still vivid.
After a long while, she finally nodded, "Forget it, I really owe you in my last life. Go back and get ready. My imperial carriage will come to pick you up on the day of the moonset."
Feng Zhaolian jumped up happily after getting Feng Yuheng's consent. She didn't want to stay in the Princess's Mansion any longer. She insisted on going back to prepare some clothes and ran away like the wind.
Huang Quan watched the man run out without caring about his image, and couldn't help but worry: "Could he really seduce the Seventh Prince?"
Feng Yuheng stroked his forehead, "If that's the case, I'll cure his illness even if I have to stab him unconscious with a needle."
Besides, Feng Zhaolian left the Princess's Mansion and got on the carriage to head back. He had to go back quickly to prepare and find his most beautiful clothes. Whether the Seventh Prince could get them depended on Yue Xi that day.
The carriage was speeding along the street, and just as it turned into the alley of the Lotus Mansion, it passed by another carriage. Because of the high speed, the curtains of the two carriages were swept up. Feng Zhaolian didn't pay any attention to it, but Feng Fendai, who was sitting in the other carriage, saw her clearly.
Dongying also saw Feng Zhaolian and couldn't help but sigh: "It's really beautiful!"
Feng Fendai had no way to refute this, so she could only nod her head: "She is indeed beautiful, even more beautiful than Feng Chenyu back then. No, she is much better." With just a quick glance, Fendai had already made such a conclusion about Feng Zhaolian. Suddenly, she remembered the scene when Wu Lisheng came to her house that day, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I don't know if it's because she was born too beautiful and took all the essence, so her sister became like that. She actually calls her sister husband. It's really sad."
Dongying also remembered something at this time, and quickly said to Fendai: "Miss, do you still remember the rumor that the Seventh Prince was stopped by a stunningly beautiful woman on the day he returned to Beijing?"
Fen Dai nodded, "Of course I remember. It's all over the streets. It's said that the woman is so beautiful that the Seventh Prince is a fairy and the woman is a demon. Some people even say that the two of them are a perfect match when they stand together." She paused as she spoke, and suddenly realized, "Could that woman be the one just now? The one who lives next door to us?"
Dongying nodded, "I have inquired carefully and it is her."
"She's attracted to the Seventh Prince?" Fendai suddenly laughed, "This is really a difficult matter! How can an ordinary woman get a man like the Seventh Prince?"
"Not necessarily." Dong Ying said, "That person is so beautiful, how could she be an ordinary woman? Besides, she came back with the Second Miss, so who knows where she came from. Miss, it's her business that she likes the Seventh Prince, but what I want to talk about is another thing about her that is closely related to us."
"Huh?" Fendai was puzzled. "She has something closely related to us? But we don't know her."
"The fourth young lady doesn't recognize him, but the master does!" Dong Ying quickly told him about the incident that Feng Jinyuan had caused at the gate of the mansion that day. Not satisfied with that, she also told him about how Feng Jinyuan had stopped Feng Zhaolian at the gate of the Princess's Mansion. After that, she said, "I heard it from the servant who followed the master, so it should be very credible."
Fendai's face turned blue with anger when she heard this. She clenched her fists tightly and pounded them on the carriage, saying angrily, "How shameless!"
As they were talking, the carriage had already stopped, and the driver outside opened the curtain and said to the inside: "Fourth Miss, we're here."
Fendai looked outside and saw that she had indeed arrived at the gate of Feng Mansion. She looked further ahead and saw a carriage parked at the gate of Lian Mansion. It was the one that had just passed by her. The stunning woman was being helped out of the carriage by the servants. She landed on the ground and was about to walk into the mansion.
Fendai didn't know where she got the momentum from, she suddenly shouted towards Lian Mansion: "Miss Lian! Wait a minute!"
This shout was so powerful that it startled Dongying and the driver beside him. Even Feng Zhaolian was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned his head to look over here, pointing at his nose and asking in confusion: "Call me?"
Fendai jumped off the car in a hurry, not even bothering to ask the maid to help her, and almost sprained her ankle when she got off the car. However, she quickly adjusted her body, hurriedly walked to Feng Zhaolian, and said warmly: "You must be Miss Lian! Seeing is believing, the lady is really stunning."
Feng Zhaolian frowned, but soon relaxed. If it were in the past, if someone treated him like a woman in front of him, he would definitely get angry. But now the situation is different. He is not treating the disease. He is thinking about the Seventh Prince of Dashun, so he is no longer opposed to being called a girl. But... "Who are you?" His temper has not changed. He pulled his hand back and stared at Fendai and asked: "Who are you?"
At this time, Dongying also ran over. Although she didn't understand what her young lady was going to do, she knew that she had some ulterior motive when she saw Fendai smiling at the woman, so she quickly introduced her, "Miss Lian, this is the fourth young lady of the Feng Mansion, who lives next door to the Lian Mansion."
"Oh." Feng Zhaolian remembered, "her name is...Feng Fendai."
"You recognize me?" Fendai looked surprised.
"I heard it from Ah Heng." Feng Zhaolian didn't have a good impression of this girl, and asked coldly, "Why did you stop me? If you have something to say, just say it. I'm still busy."
Fen Dai was not angry, but an idea had already come to her mind. Wasn't Feng Jinyuan now intent on currying favor with Feng Yuheng again and no longer taking her seriously? She wanted to see how Feng Jinyuan would feel if she made friends with this Miss Lian and became close to her. If she could invite the person who lived next door to her house from time to time, how would she feel?
She pursed her lips and smiled, whispering, "I heard that Miss Lian stopped the Seventh Prince's carriage that day, and Fendai admired her very much. Miss Lian doesn't know that our Third Miss Feng Xiangrong has some friendship with the Seventh Prince, and they once had some feelings for each other. Unfortunately, she doesn't have the courage of Miss Lian!"
As expected, Feng Zhaolian's eyes widened immediately after these words were spoken!
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