Before the dinner.
Feng Guche had a private talk with Fu Junheng. They first chatted about everyday things and inquired about his recent health. Then, Feng Guche got straight to the point and said, "I know how you feel now, Junheng, but Xue'er is deeply in love with you. I can't force you to like her, but I raised Xue'er myself, and I don't want to see her looking worried. I hope you can spend more time with Xue'er, just to give me face."
Fu Junheng listened to Feng Guche's words, his cold and stern face showing little change in emotion. He did not refuse Feng Guche and said, "Since Uncle has said so, how can I refuse Uncle's request?"
Feng Guche nodded in satisfaction, "Good."
Inside the Chang Le Hall.
A palace maid rushed into the hall, calling out, "Princess, Princess!"
Upon hearing the palace maid's voice, Feng Anxue quickly stood up, stepped forward, and hurriedly asked, "Has Crown Prince Junheng arrived?"
"Yes, Your Highness is almost at the palace gate."
Upon hearing this, Feng Anxue's heart skipped a beat, her eyes brimming with indescribable excitement. She looked at Lu Hua beside her and hurriedly asked, "Lu Hua, quickly take a look and see if there's anything wrong with my hair ornaments and makeup?"
Lu Hua smiled and praised, "Princess, you are perfect, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that you are stunningly beautiful. There is absolutely no problem with that."
Feng Anxue, still uneasy, walked to the bronze mirror and looked at herself carefully again. She subconsciously reached out and touched her cheek. With such beauty, she couldn't believe that her cousin Junheng wouldn't develop feelings for her over time.
No one but her can have him.
When Fu Junheng arrived at Chang Le Palace, before he even stepped inside, melodious music drifted over, its gentle strains like the warbling of orioles.
Fu Junheng listened without the slightest change in expression on his cold and stern face. His imposing aura, though not angry, made him unapproachable.
Fu Junheng strode into the main hall, and as soon as he entered, he was greeted by a delicate fragrance of camellias.
At this moment, Feng Anxue was playing the zither behind the mountain screen. When she reached the highest point of the piece, the music suddenly stopped.
Lu Hua helped Feng Anxue slowly stand up, and as they walked around the screen, they saw a tall, noble, and extraordinary man standing before them.
He simply stood there, exuding an aura of supreme power that commanded respect and awe. Only a man like him, capable of becoming an emperor, was worthy of the title of princess.
Feng Anxue stepped forward, smiling as she softly inquired, "This 'Flowing Wind and Returning Snow' is an elegant piece, its melody like a warm spring breeze, but it's difficult to transition when it reaches a high point. I wonder if Cousin Junheng could offer Xue'er some advice?"
Fu Junheng glanced at Feng Anxue. Even though his eyes were hidden behind a black veil, one could still feel the coldness emanating from them.
All that could be heard was his indifferent voice saying, "Twisting and playing slow tunes, the art of music is three parts of finger techniques, the jeweled decoration is six musical scales, and the pillars are arranged to match the three powers."
Upon hearing Fu Junheng's response, Feng Anxue felt a strong, indescribable flutter in her heart, and her gaze towards him betrayed her deep affection.
"As expected, Cousin Junheng knew. Thank you for your guidance, Cousin Junheng. I understand now." Feng Anxue thanked him happily, and then invited, "Cousin Junheng, please have a seat here."
We must make sure to keep him here as long as possible today, no matter what.
Fu Junheng showed no intention of taking a seat, his cold gaze fixed on Feng Anxue. "I agreed to come, and there is something I need to clarify with you, Princess."
The cold words were already tinged with politeness to the maximum extent.
Hearing his cold and distant tone, Feng Anxue's smile froze. She looked up at Fu Junheng, her eyes sparkling and captivating.
“Cousin Junheng, we can talk about it later. Today, I'd like to…”
Before Feng Anxue could finish speaking, Fu Junheng interrupted her coldly.
“Princess, there’s no need for you to do anything in vain. I will never have any feelings for you, so there’s no need to waste your energy on me. This is the last time I’ll step into this place. There won’t be a next time.”
Heartless words carry a warning.
Fu Junheng's words were like a dagger piercing Feng Anxue's heart, making her tremble all over.
Fu Junheng ignored the broken grief in Feng Anxue's eyes and turned to leave.
Feng Anxue suddenly strode forward, spreading her arms to block Fu Junheng's path, her eyes red and filled with tears.
"Cousin Junheng, you've never spent any time with me, not even once? You won't give me a chance?"
He asked in a choked, excited voice.
However, even when faced with such a beautiful and heartbroken woman, Fu Junheng's eyes remained cold and devoid of any warmth.
"I have no energy to waste on such trivial matters."
Boring stuff?
Feng Anxue felt as if a thousand ants were gnawing at her, and tears welled up in her eyes. "What is it about me that I lack compared to Mu Chenshuang? Am I not as beautiful as her, or am I not as skilled in wielding swords and spears? She loves Mu Chennan, but she can abandon him for that one stunning glance and marry the Crown Prince. I don't understand what it is about a woman like her that you, Cousin Junheng, would care about?!"
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