Following this shout, the imperial carriage stopped opposite Feng Yuheng's carriage. The attendant lifted the curtain of the carriage, and the person who came out was the fourth prince Xuan Tianyi. /huotxt/
Feng Yuheng had originally stood up to pick up Xiangrong, but when he saw the Fourth Prince coming, he couldn't help but smile and secretly called him his enemy.
Without waiting for her to react, Xuan Tianyi clasped his fists towards her and said, "Princess Ji'an, long time no see!" Although he had been detained for a long time, he was in good spirits and spoke no longer in a weird and awkward manner like before, but was much more cheerful.
Feng Yuheng thought, it is said that embroidery can make people calm and peaceful, and it really has transformed the Fourth Prince into a different person.
So, she also bowed slightly towards the other party and said, "Your Highness, Fourth Prince, how are you?" She no longer politely called him "Fourth Brother" or "Younger Sister-in-law" in front of others as she used to. Instead, she called him by his name directly. It sounded strange, but it was much better than showing off in a sarcastic way.
After Xuan Tianyi greeted Feng Yuheng, he ignored her and jumped off the imperial carriage. He walked a few steps towards Xiangrong and said respectfully, "Master, I am here to take you to the banquet."
Xiangrong frowned and stepped back, saying rudely: "Who asked you to pick me up? Go back quickly!"
"Why go back?" Xuan Tianyi waved his hand. "My father finally let me out to attend a palace banquet. Why should I go back?" He looked at Xiangrong's clothes and the pink jade headdress while speaking. He nodded with satisfaction. "That's right. I said you look good dressed like this. How can you look so old-fashioned at such a young age?"
Xiang Rong was originally a good-tempered person, and a bit timid. But in the past two years, on the one hand, she had lost her patience due to family changes, and on the other hand, since she taught Xuan Tianyi embroidery, her temper had gone straight up, so that every time they met, they were always on edge. This time was also the first time, as soon as Xuan Tianyi said something, she immediately refuted: "Who are you calling old-fashioned? You are old! You are almost thirty years old, and you don't even have a serious job. You spend all day embroidering at home. What a waste!"
Xuan Tianyi was about to cover her mouth, but Xiangrong dodged. She stamped her feet and said, "Auntie! Don't say anything! I used to be successful and had a serious career, but can I still do that now?"
Xiangrong was startled, then she remembered that the other party was a prince, and he had planned big things before, even big things involving the throne. Now he has finally learned well and calmed down. If he is aroused by her again, she will not be able to bear the responsibility.
Thinking of this, she quickly changed the subject: "You are also good at embroidery. Embroidery can calm people down. Just be quiet. Get out of the way. I have to go to the banquet with my second sister."
Xuan Tianyi couldn't let her get on Feng Yuheng's car, so he quickly took over the conversation, "Look, you are my master, and this matter is known to everyone in the capital. This time, my father allowed me to leave the house and enter the palace, which is a great grace. I specially brought a pair of embroidery embroidered by myself, and I want to use this to thank my father for not abandoning me. Master, please help me, and I will personally send you to the palace. This will definitely be passed on to my father's ears. My father will definitely see that I have now accepted my heart and learned to respect my teacher. Maybe he will care about me more in the future. Just help me."
After he said that, Xiangrong felt a little soft-hearted. Thinking about the past year, Xuan Tianyi was quite honest. He had nothing to do except embroidering. He was locked up in Prince Ping's mansion all day long. For a prince, it was indeed very difficult for him.
Xuan Tianyi quickly struck while the iron was hot, "Today is the moonlit night, and everyone who enters the palace is here to make Father happy. If Father hears that I can concentrate on learning embroidery from you and nothing else happens, and he personally lowers his status to take you into the palace, he will definitely be happy to hear about this. Whether we are sons or subjects, we just want to have fun! Don't you think so?"
Xiang Rong was helpless. She had never thought that Xuan Tianyi was so eloquent, but today he said something so convincing that she could not refuse. So she had no choice but to apologize to Feng Yuheng: "Second sister, I'm sorry, or... I'll just take his car!"
Feng Yuheng didn't care, of course, and nodded with a smile, "Go! We'll see you in the palace later."
"Yeah." Xiangrong responded, leaned forward, and was about to walk to the other end. However, Xuan Tianyi was still standing there. She took a step forward, and the two of them almost bumped heads. Xiangrong was so angry that she kicked him reflexively: "Get out of the way!"
Xuan Tianyi quickly dodged, signaling his attendants to help Xiangrong get into the car, while he clasped his fists to Feng Yuheng and the people passing by and watching: "The little girl is ignorant, please excuse me! Please excuse me!"
Xiang Rong was so angry that he turned around and said, "What little girl? Once a teacher, always a father!"
"Yes, yes." Xuan Tianyi responded quickly, "Once a teacher, always a wife." Then he caught up with the imperial carriage with a sly smile.
The driver rode away, leaving Feng Yuheng sitting in front of the carriage, laughing foolishly. Huang Quan asked her, "Miss, what are you laughing at?"
She shrugged. "Nothing. I just think that we can't always look at this person with the same eyes. We always have to experience some things before we make a judgment. Just like the Fourth Prince today, who would have thought that the person who was in cahoots with the Third Prince would be like this now?"
Huang Quan was somewhat moved by these words, but he still urged Feng Yuheng to return to the carriage to avoid being watched by others. Then he asked the driver to drive the carriage slowly forward, and picked up Feng Zhaolian who was already waiting at the door of the Lian Mansion.
Wu Lisheng did not follow today, only an ordinary maid followed. Feng Zhaolian was still wearing a red dress, but it was a newly made one. Unlike the delicate yet domineering dress she wore in the North, this dress had some Jiangnan charm, and her figure curves appeared extremely perfect. Anyone who saw it could not help but take a second look.
Feng Yuheng couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to a banquet or a talent show?"
Feng Zhaolian didn't respond to her remarks. She just tucked her hair behind her ears charmingly and said, "I saw it all just now. Your third sister and the fourth prince are really a perfect match."
Feng Yuheng glanced at him and said, "I don't think so. Maybe Rong doesn't like the Fourth Prince."
"Oh! Feelings can be cultivated! Just because she doesn't like it today doesn't mean she won't like it tomorrow. As long as someone can create more opportunities for them and give them a push at the critical moment. I say, as a sister, you can't just stand by and watch!"
Feng Yuheng asked with a smile: "Why are you so concerned about Xiangrong's affairs?"
Huang Quan continued, "I heard that His Royal Highness the Lotus King has been visiting the Feng Mansion a lot recently, and that the Fourth Miss of the Feng Family personally received him. I'm sure he told you a lot of secrets about the Feng Mansion, right? But I heard that the Third Miss of the Feng Family had received a lot of help from His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince? Are the two of them somewhat friendly?"
Feng Lian did not hide it, but just said: "The Seventh Prince is not suitable for her."
Feng Yuheng laughed, "Then who is it suitable for? For you?"
"Of course!" Feng Zhaolian said shamelessly, "From the looks of it, it suits me."
"I think the Fourth Prince is more suitable for you." Feng Yuheng said, "How about I introduce you to each other?"
Feng Zhaolian shook her head like a wave drum, "No, no, no, I don't like the Fourth Prince."
"Oh! Feelings can be cultivated!" Feng Yuheng imitated Feng Zhaolian's words just now, "Just because you don't like it today doesn't mean you won't like it tomorrow. As long as there are people like me who can create more opportunities for you and give you a push at the critical moment, this thing can still be accomplished."
Feng Zhaolian was speechless, and he had shot himself in the foot. He could only swallow the bitterness in his heart. But he was unwilling to accept it, and continued to be strong: "If you really want to help others, when you enter the palace later, you must help me create more opportunities to communicate with the Seventh Prince."
Feng Yuheng said, "If I really wanted to, I would slap you unconscious right now and force you to heal."
Feng Zhaolian shuddered and dared not say a word.
The imperial carriage went all the way towards the imperial palace, and finally slowed down rapidly when it entered the Rui Gate, and finally stopped and could not move forward.
Feng Zhaolian kept shouting, "Why aren't you leaving? Why aren't you leaving?"
Huang Quan lifted the carriage curtain and took a look outside, then turned around and said, "There are too many people, the imperial carriage can't get in. They are all ladies who came to attend the palace banquet, and they have completely blocked the road."
"Then let them get out of the way!" Feng Zhaolian was used to being domineering in Qianzhou, and there was no such thing as tolerance in his mind. Feng Yuxing reminded him helplessly: "This is Dashun. If you really can't feel involved, think more about the dark days when you were locked up."
After hearing this, Feng Zhaolian lost his temper and huddled in the carriage without saying a word. Huang Quan was still watching from the door of the carriage, talking to the driver while watching. Feng Yuheng began to explain to Feng Zhaolian: "The Moonlit Palace Banquet is divided into two groups. Male guests and female relatives cannot go through the same palace gate. We will go through the Rui Gate of the East Back Palace, and the male guests will go through the main gate of the palace, the Deyang Gate."
Feng Zhaolian scoffed at this, "You favor boys over girls."
Feng Yuheng snorted coldly, "That's right, I've never heard of a grown man who would give up being a man and insist on being a woman."
Feng Zhaolian lost her temper again and simply ignored her, opening the car curtains and looking out. Fortunately, she knew to put on the veil so as not to expose her face in front of others.
As the curtain was opened, some gossip floated into her ears. Feng Yuheng heard someone discussing her gorgeous palace carriage: "Look, whose carriage is this? It's so gorgeous?"
"It looks like it should be a seat for a woman. The only person with this status in the capital must be Princess Wuyang. She is the only princess in the current royal family, so she is naturally noble and extremely loved."
"Not really!" Someone expressed a different opinion. "It's natural that Princess Wuyang is favored, but it's not necessarily true that Princess Wuyang is the only one in the capital who can ride in such a royal carriage. Don't forget that there is another princess, Princess Ji'an!"
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