Normally, Fei Qing would not have reacted this way. She is a gentle person, but this matter concerns her and the reputation of the entire Yongchang Marquis's Mansion, so she cannot afford to be humble.
Moreover, Jiang Xuelin was someone she had specially invited, yet she was forced to watch her be questioned at the banquet, and the person who spoke was none other than the granddaughter of the Marquis of Yongchang's family. What would others think of that?
Finally, Fei Qing was truly suppressing his frustration at this moment.
Just thinking about the instructions from home made her furious, but she couldn't show it. Secretly passing notes to Jiang Xuelin was all she could do.
In previous years, she would go out for a spring outing with Jiang Xuelin, sometimes inviting three or five other girls along. They would almost always go out to admire the flowers during the Shangsi Festival, but this year was different.
This is the first time I've enjoyed the flowers at home this year.
Lady Yongchang loved flowers, but she was not Fei Qing's biological mother, but his stepmother. Their relationship was just so-so. Naturally, she was reluctant to use the flowers in the courtyard to entertain Fei Qing's friends. This is why Fei Qing rarely entertained guests or enjoyed the flowers at his residence.
This year, the patriarch of the family decided to hold a flower-viewing banquet at the mansion, and even specifically asked Fei Qing to invite Jiang Xuelin as well, so that the young lady could have some fun before she got married. At that time, Fei Qing knew that the family was probably planning something.
Unfortunately, she was just an unmarried daughter whose mother had passed away. She was of low status and her words carried little weight, so she could only use this method to remind Jiang Xuelin.
She had a pretty good idea of why her family was hosting a banquet for Jiang Xuelin.
Today, besides Jiang Xuelin, the Third Prince also came to visit the residence from outside the palace, probably wanting to create an opportunity for the two to meet by chance, which made Fei Qing feel really suffocated.
As a result, Xue's cousin caused this incident, which is why she couldn't hold back her anger.
"Sister Xuelin, I'm so sorry. My cousin is spoiled by her family and has made you feel wronged." After scolding her cousin Xue, Fei Qing turned to Jiang Xuelin and said apologetically.
"Giving Qing-mei some face is no big deal," Jiang Xuelin said with a smile, picking up a piece of strawberry from the plate and lightly tapping it into Fei Qing's mouth.
Anyway, she's already confronted them. If there's a grudge, it's settled on the spot. Who would leave it for later?
There are so many people who don't like her, how could she possibly remember them all? What if she misses someone? Wouldn't that be a huge loss?
"Thank you, sister." Fei Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile returned to her face. The somewhat stiff atmosphere eased again, and she felt relaxed and happy.
On one of the tables on either side, there were various snacks and fruits, and on the other side, there were blank plum blossom paper sheets, where inspired girls could later leave their poems. On the other table, there were some drawing papers, so whether you wanted to write poetry or draw, you could do it here.
Moreover, there were some things that young ladies would like to do on the ground next to them, including a pitch-pot game. It can be said that Fei Qing was indeed well prepared for today. There were maids and nannies serving on both sides, so it would be very convenient if anything happened.
Laughter soon returned to the garden, leaving only the fourth daughter of the Xue family standing there somewhat awkwardly. In the end, Fei Qing couldn't bear to see it any longer and sighed as he pulled her back inside.
However, the girl didn't think she had spoken rudely just now, and instead blamed Jiang Xuelin, feeling that Jiang Xuelin had embarrassed her. Her gaze towards her was filled with hostility and ill will.
She felt that Fei Qing must have swallowed his grievances because he was worried that Jiang Xuelin would make a scene.
Just thinking about how her fiancé had been stolen away and she still had to put on a smiling face for her made the fourth daughter of the Xue family feel miserable. She knew that her cousin was also forcing a smile at that moment.
...He was indeed putting on a brave face and looking preoccupied, but it wasn't because of Jiang Xuelin.
She had no feelings for Fu Hanlai, and had only seen him once or twice when he was with Jiang Xuelin, and at that time Fu Hanlai did not leave a good impression on her.
Before long, the girls, who had been a little reserved, relaxed.
The garden of the Yongchang Marquis's residence is indeed very beautiful.
"Madam truly loves flowers, and the arrangement of this garden clearly shows great care," the daughter of the Marquis of Ancheng exclaimed, looking at the blooming flowers.
No wonder her mother praised the garden highly after visiting it.
"How about we play a game of 'Flying Flowers'?"
"I'm not good at these things. How about we play a game of musical chairs? I'll play the drum for you!" Jiang Xuelin immediately felt a headache coming on. She really wasn't good at writing poetry or painting, but she could help by playing the drum!
Hearing this, the others laughed kindly, "Sister Xuelin, please don't say that. You're not good at this, and we're not good at what you're good at either. Everyone has things they're not good at."
"Then let the older sister be in charge of playing the drum."
Everyone was having a great time, and their clear, melodious laughter echoed into the front yard.
We had a quick lunch, and in the afternoon, we played pitch-pot for a while. This was something Jiang Xuelin was good at, so she naturally won first place. However, she was not as good at painting. Fortunately, it was just for fun, and no one was really interested in winning or losing.
Fei Qing was painting a crabapple blossom picture, and below her stood a woman whose face was not clearly visible, but everyone else could tell at a glance that she was painting Jiang Xuelin.
After staring at the painting for a while, Fei Qing looked up and called out to her cousin Xue, who had finished her painting and was resting on the other side, "Cousin, I need peacock green. Could you please pass me the paint?"
"Oh, cousin, wait a moment, I'm coming right away."
The fourth daughter of the Xue family quickly delivered the peacock green paint. However, as she passed by Jiang Xuelin, she suddenly stumbled, and the paint she was holding flew out of her hand.
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