(Feng Lingyan is reading in Jubaozhai)
A fine, downy rain fell from the sky, covering the earth like a veil. Feng Lingyan slowly extended her slender, bony hand, gently touching the drizzle and breathing in the fresh, unique aroma of spring.
"Second Young Master, don't let the rain soak your clothes to avoid catching a cold." Fang Xian (Kang Fulai) on the side hurriedly held up an oil-paper umbrella and covered Feng Lingyan's head.
"It's okay." Feng Lingyan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but that smile carried a hint of bitterness that was barely noticeable.
After leaving the palace, Feng Lingyan did not return directly to the General's Mansion. Instead, she instructed Fang Xian to drive the carriage to a bookstore in the city. Coincidentally, this bookstore happened to be the Jubaozhai where Nalan Yunzhi had intended to sell his paintings a few months ago.
At this moment, Feng Lingyan had removed the veil covering her head, revealing a handsome, energetic face. When he walked into the bookstore, the owner of Jubaozhai's eyes lit up immediately, his gaze fixed on this handsome man in white with outstanding temperament.
She quickly put down what she was doing, stepped forward with a beaming smile, and greeted him personally, "Sir, are you looking to buy some books or some study supplies? Our store has a wide selection of goods, and we're sure to satisfy your needs."
Because Feng Lingyan was extremely handsome and showed no signs of aging, the bookstore owner mistakenly mistook him for an unmarried man in his early twenties.
"I'll just take a look around myself, boss, go and do your thing."
Feng Lingyan gave the bookstore owner a faint smile, and the bookstore owner immediately felt as if a warm spring breeze was blowing on his face. The handsome man in front of him seemed to be shining and fascinating.
"No, no, no...it's okay. I, I, I...I'm, just now...I'm fine." The shopkeeper of Jubaozhai, who was stunned by Feng Lingyan's handsome face, stuttered inexplicably.
After Fang Xian had brought the carriage to a steady stop, he stepped into the bookshop and immediately noticed the shopkeeper staring intently at Feng Lingyan. He couldn't help but frown slightly and quietly approached the shopkeeper, skillfully blocking her view.
The shopkeeper, in her ecstasy admiring the handsome man, was suddenly interrupted, and felt a little annoyed. However, when she saw that the man before her was a handsome middle-aged man, her anger instantly subsided. While this man wasn't as stunning as the handsome man in white, he was still quite pleasing to the eye and brought joy to the heart. So, the shopkeeper suppressed her displeasure.
At this moment, a shop assistant came close to the shopkeeper's ear and whispered in a low voice: "Shopkeeper, the master has returned from your father-in-law's house this morning..."
Hearing this, the shopkeeper immediately pictured the ferocious appearance of his own tiger. If he knew he had been so engrossed in looking at the handsome man that he had lost his mind to this extent, he would probably be furious, and might even drown himself in jealousy!
Thinking of this, the shopkeeper sighed helplessly, silently withdrew his gaze, turned back to the counter, and continued to look through the goods in and out registration book in his hand.
"Feng...Second Young Master Feng, this...this is such a coincidence!" Duan Yunfei held a book a little stiffly, with an awkward smile on his face, and greeted Feng Lingyan who was sitting beside him and reading quietly.
Duan Yunfei was well aware of Feng Lingyan's love of reading. Consequently, she often wandered the capital's bookshops, large and small, eager to meet him again someday. After all, as the second son of the Feng family, Feng Lingyan almost always traveled by carriage, rarely stopping for leisurely strolls. Therefore, encountering him by chance was no easy feat.
At this moment, Feng Lingyan, who was sitting at her desk reading intently, slowly raised her head and her gaze fell on Duan Yunfei. In a split second, he recognized the woman standing before him as the head of the Six Gates Constable who had rescued him from the cunning assassin in the teahouse.
After a brief moment of thought, Feng Lingyan opened her thin lips and asked tentatively, "Are you... Captain Duan?"
Duan Yunfei was suddenly surprised and delighted when she heard Feng Lingyan's magnetic voice. She had never expected this elegant, refined, and handsome man to remember her. Her heart was fluttering like a deer, and she couldn't help but scratch her hair with a naive look.
But she saw her throat roll slightly, swallowing hard, her hands clenched into fists, her palms slightly sweaty, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Feng... Second Young Master Feng, actually... Actually, a few months ago, we met in a remote place in Chaoyang Province. At that time, you were traveling with the Princess and her husband and servants, and you..."
However, before Duan Yunfei could finish his words, Feng Lingyan ruthlessly interrupted him, "Captain Duan, I think you've got the wrong person. Ling Qian grew up in the capital and has never set foot in Chaoyang Province."
After all, his current identity is the illegitimate son born to Feng Jingyun and a prostitute, and Feng Lingyan is the late Queen Feng. He cannot bring trouble to his daughter who is the Crown Princess and let others find fault with her.
Duan Yunfei was a very intelligent person. Although she didn't know why this handsome man with outstanding temperament and outstanding temperament denied the fact that they had ever met, she knew that there must be a reason, so she didn't want to ask too much. So, Duan Yunfei decisively chose to take the initiative to admit his mistake and said that he had indeed made a mistake.
Feng Lingyan breathed a sigh of relief at Duan Yunfei's thoughtfulness and understanding, and at the same time, felt a certain gratitude towards her. He nodded slightly at Duan Yunfei, a smile as gentle as jade and as warm as the wind spreading across his lips.
Duan Yunfei looked at the scene before her, and a sweet feeling welled up in her heart, as if she had been shot in the chest by an invisible arrow. She felt her whole body become light and airy, as if she were floating on the clouds.
She gave Feng Lingyan a simple smile and turned away, but accidentally bumped into the bookshelf next to her. The books on the bookshelf fell down like disturbed birds, making a crackling sound.
Seeing Duan Yunfei's dazed look, Feng Lingyan inexplicably recalled the silly geese he had seen frolicking in the fields during his stay in Huaqiao Village. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile slightly, a faint smile on his face.
Nalan Yunzhi, dressed in casual clothes, had just stepped into the door of the bookstore. Before he could put his other foot in, he caught a glimpse of Feng Lingyan smiling gently at a woman.
This scene made Nalan Yunzhi's heart tighten. An indescribable feeling of annoyance surged in her heart, as if something was blocking her chest, making her feel that her breathing was a little difficult...
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