Yuan Yao stayed at the inn for a long time.
After Feng Xun left, the inn was empty.
On the street, Feng Xun leaped onto his horse and galloped towards the west gate, disappearing into the long street...
A gust of cold wind swept by, and Yuan Yao was surprised to realize that it was snowing.
Snowflakes fluttered down, falling gently...
Suddenly, I felt a warmth on my body.
She turned her head and saw that Canfeng was draping a cloak over her shoulders.
Canfeng said, "Princess, be careful not to catch a cold."
Yuan Yao pulled her cloak tighter: "Thank you, Canfeng."
After speaking, she looked back at the long street.
People come and go on the long street.
Today is the princess's engagement banquet.
The capital city is more bustling than ever before.
Canfeng comforted her, "Princess, before Prince Fengxun's wings are fully grown, the best assassins from the Assassin's Hall will protect Prince Fengxun."
Although Prince Fengxun is young, he is intelligent and wise; the Princess need not worry too much about him.
"Um……"
Yuan Yao nodded.
She still had a lot of confidence in Feng Xun.
She believed that in the future, Feng Xun would definitely be a very good ruler...
Yuan Yao roused herself: "Canfeng, let's go back to the palace!"
A heavy snowfall came suddenly.
On the way back to the palace, the wind and snow blinded everyone.
By the time Yuan Yao returned to the palace, Huairou and Kong Boyan's engagement ceremony had already concluded.
Yuan Yao lifted the hem of her skirt, bent over, and stealthily returned to her seat...
"Yuan Xiaoyao!" Huaiyao's voice came from the side.
Immediately, many people turned to look at Yuan Yao.
The ladies and noblewomen who came to the banquet all looked at her with suspicion.
Yuan Yao: "..."
Yuan Yao straightened up: "Huaiyao?"
Huaiyao asked casually, "Where did you go?"
Her cloak was covered in snow.
"My stomach is a little upset," Yuan Yao replied without batting an eye.
Do you have an upset stomach?
Huaiyao nodded: "Alright. My elder sister is bored alone in her palace, shall we go and keep her company?"
“Okay!” Yuan Yao nodded.
So the two of them told the Empress and left the banquet.
Upon exiting the main hall, it was snowing heavily.
Huaiyao shivered: "It's already March, why is it still snowing so heavily?"
Yuan Yao raised his hand and caught a few snowflakes: "A timely snow promises a bumper harvest."
Auspicious snow?
Huaiyao wrapped her cloak tighter and casually said, "Today is my elder sister's engagement banquet."
"With this snow falling so heavily, could it be some kind of bad omen?"
A bad omen?
Yuan Yao looked up at the dark, overcast sky.
Today, Huairou and Kong Baiyan got engaged.
If the omen is bad, wouldn't that mean... this marriage won't happen?
Suddenly excited.
Yuan Yao pulled her cloak tighter and said happily, "Huaiyao, the snow is getting heavier, let's hurry and find Sister Huairou!"
"What are you so happy about?" Huaiyao asked, looking at Yuan Yao, who had suddenly become excited.
Yuan Yao blinked and casually made up a story: "It's snowing, we can go skiing!"
ski?
Huaiyao frowned.
She reached out her hand: "The snow is deep and the road is slippery, let me hold your hand."
"Uh-huh!"
Yuan Yao stretched out her small hand and placed it in Huai Yao's hand.
Huaiyao was a bit sturdier from a young age; although smaller than Huairou, she was taller.
Her hands, from years of whipping and horseback riding, were not as soft as those of an average girl; they had some thin calluses, but were very dry, broad, and warm...
When the two arrived at Huairou Palace, their cloaks were already covered with a lot of snow.
The palace servants at the door came forward, took the cloaks from the two of them, brushed the snow off them, and took them out to dry...
"Royal sister, are you there?"
Even before they were outside the door, Huaiyao started shouting loudly.
Huairou's voice came from behind the screen: "Come in."
Behind the screen, Huairou, dressed in a pomegranate red dress, sat gracefully on a soft couch, with a charcoal fire burning brightly not far away.
On the table to the side, there were some auspicious pastries.
Huairou wore an ornate headdress, and only her eyes moved.
Her eyes were still slightly red and swollen.
Perhaps she cried again?
Huairou asked gently, "Yao'er, Huaiyao, have you eaten?"
Huaiyao nodded.
Yuan Yao shook her head.
Seeing this, Huairou smiled slightly and ordered, "Someone, bring in some food."
"No need!" Yuan Yao walked to Huai Rou's side: "Sister Huai Rou, are you tired?"
Huairou nodded.
Yuan Yao said, "If you're tired, let's pick them?"
She was tired just looking at all these hair accessories...
Huairou hesitated for a moment.
"Take them off!" Huaiyao grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, cracked one open, and said with disdain, "Wearing these things for too long will make your neck stiff!"
"If I had to wear it, it would be the death of me!"
Huairou chuckled.
Huaiyao, no matter what, is always so carefree and easygoing.
Of all the princesses, she lived the most carefree life.
Huairou stood up, walked to the dressing table, and began to remove her hair accessories.
As she walked, her jade pendants jingled.
The person in the mirror has gentle features and a graceful figure.
Yuan Yao offered, "Sister Huairou, let me help you pick them?"
Huairou's hairstyle was strangely complicated.
If you're not careful, the hair accessory will get caught in your hair...
Looking at the little figure in the mirror, Huairou smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Yao'er."
Yuan Yao took small steps to Huai Rou's side, reached out, and gently removed her hair ornament...
Her hand inadvertently brushed across the front of Huairou's nose.
A fragrance, both strange and familiar, drifted by faintly.
It's Feng Xun...
Huairou twitched her nose slightly and suddenly looked up at her in surprise.
Yuan Yao was taken aback for a moment: "Sister Huairou, did I hurt you?"
Huairou shook her head.
With that shake of the head, two tears fell.
"Sister, what's wrong?" Huaiyao was startled.
Yuan Yao was completely dumbfounded.
She subconsciously raised her hand and took a light sniff.
Upon smelling it, it was indeed a problem.
After spending a long time with Feng Xun, she even picked up a trace of his incense...
Yuan Yao raised her hand and patted her forehead.
Look at her!
How could we overlook this detail?
Yuan Yao looked at Huai Rou with self-reproach: "Sister Huai Rou, don't be sad, your makeup must be ruined from crying."
With reddened eyes, Huairou asked, "Has he left?"
Did Huairou guess it?
It couldn't be hidden...
"Him?" Huaiyao was completely confused. "Who is he?"
Day after day, who's with whom?
Huaiyao doesn't have enough brains.
Yuan Yao's eyes flickered before she spoke, "Feng Xun has already left. I have sent people to escort him back to Xiqiu."
Hearing this, Huairou wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and sighed softly, "Yao'er, I want to remove my makeup."
Removing makeup?
"Why would you take off such beautiful makeup?" Huaiyao had just recovered from Feng Xun's message.
Huaiyao stopped Huairou: "Royal sister, from now on, just wear your makeup like this! It looks beautiful!"
With reddened eyes, Huairou feigned annoyance and said, "Am I not pretty if I don't wear makeup?"
Huaiyao immediately frowned: "Of course not! My royal sister is beautiful all the time!"
Watching Huairou chatting and laughing with Huaiyao, Yuan Yao couldn't help but recall Feng Xun's words...
Feng Xun asked her to do him a favor and investigate Kong Baiyan.
He didn't believe that a man of Kong Baiyan's age would be uninterested in women.
Yuan Yao recalled the look in Kong Baiyan's eyes when he looked at Huairou...
That look in his eyes was clearly the look he gave to his sweetheart!
Yuan Yao suddenly realized that Feng Xun might be poached...
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