Feng Xihua sat in his room, listening to the maid's report, and a beautiful little face couldn't help but have a hint of gloom.

"That's what people from the outside world really say about me?"

The maid has been following Feng Xihua for many years, and naturally knows her eldest lady's temperament very well. She said with an indignant face: "Miss, you don't know how ugly those people outside say. How could the eldest lady be such a person, they are simply too much! slandering others like this, if the second prince knows about it, he will definitely arrest them and go to jail! ”

Hearing his own maid's words to defend himself, a shallow warmth flashed in Feng Xihua's eyes. But then when she heard her mention the second prince, Feng Xihua's eyes dimmed a little, and she said in a low voice: "How can the second prince pay attention to these things? Now his mind is all on his second wife, and he has never come to me at all, and I can't even see his shadow these days, let alone what else he will help me. ”

Seeing her eldest lady like this, a trace of worry flashed in the maid's eyes, she thought about it, and still opened her mouth to comfort: "Eldest Miss, don't think so much, some time ago, you also knew how the second prince treated you." The second prince was just blinded by the joy in front of him for a while, and when the limelight of the second lady has passed for a while, he will definitely come to the eldest lady! ”

Feng Xihua listened to the maid's words, but was not comforted. Although she knew that her maid was only saying this to make herself happier, but in the face of such a scene, no matter what, she couldn't be happy.

Feng Xihua sighed low and stopped talking.

At this moment, she naturally does not have the luxury of hoping that the Feng family can give her any help. Feng Xihua's heart is very clear, in fact, with the strength of the Feng family, as long as his father is willing to make a move, all the rumors of this folk will disappear, and it will only be a matter of a few minutes.

But there was not the slightest movement on the Feng family's side, as if they hadn't heard those rumors. Feng Xihua is very clear that her father will never make a move, when she chose to marry the second prince, her father had already told her very clearly before she got married.

made such a mistake by herself, although her father and father chose to forgive themselves in the end, but the price she paid was not small. From then on, no matter what happens, she will have to face it alone. Her maiden home is no longer her most solid harbor.

Feng Xihua knows all this very well, but she knows that it is all because she has made a mistake. However, she did not regret it. To be able to fight for herself once, even if her methods are a bit mean, she can't care so much anymore.

She didn't complain about her family at all, she knew that if her mother heard these rumors, she would be very sad. But her father's temperament, she knows better, as long as he decides something, it is difficult to change. Maybe at this time, my mother is still worried about herself.

Feng Xihua bit her lip, and a trace of self-blame flashed in her heart. married herself, but also to discredit her mother's family, this is not her intention.

She didn't want to pay attention to these rumors, for her, this kind of non-existent thing, spread and spread, maybe it will be gone. But later, Feng Xi Hua realized that maybe he was thinking too simply.

Originally, there were people behind the scenes, but these rumors are now getting more and more intense.

But what Feng Xihua didn't know was that a bigger storm was still waiting for him.

On this day, she stayed in her yard as usual and did not go anywhere. Recently, there are always people who come to visit Su Wanyue, as the name suggests, to bless her, in fact, Feng Xihua also knows very well in his heart that these people are just tending to be inflammatory.

When Su Wanyue ended up with a concubine, could these people have appeared and said half a word for her?

Therefore, for those who came to visit Su Wanyue, Feng Xihua was not jealous at all, let alone envious. These people are not even worthy of her, not to mention that the object of their flattery is still Su Wanyue.

Of course, there is another reason, Feng Xihua doesn't want to see Su Wanyue's show-off eyes at all. Although she was disdainful of these things, she had to say that when she saw Pei Qian carefully protecting Su Wanyue's body, this scene still deeply stung Feng Xihua's eyes.

She admitted that at this moment, it was indeed Su Wanyue who won.

She got what she had always wanted, and from this point of view, she really lost out on painting.

Feng Xihua sat in her room, with a piece of rice paper spread out in front of her, and she held a thin brush in her hand, which was carefully outlined.

As she painted, the outline of a man gradually appeared on the rice paper. To be precise, the silhouette of a little boy. His handsome little face, with a hint of seriousness, looked straight ahead, and his small mouth opened slightly, as if to tell something.

One of his small hands also reached out, pointing in another blank direction.

Feng Xi Painting seriously painted the little boy, and vividly expressed his expressive form on rice paper.

The maid Xiaoyao walked over, and when she saw the image of Feng Xi's painting, she gently put the fruit plate in her hand aside, and said helplessly: "Miss, are you painting the second prince again?" ”

Feng Xihua glanced at her, did not speak, and returned to his own painting.

Xiao Yao saw her eldest lady so serious, and knew that she wouldn't be able to get out for a while. Since the eldest lady learned to paint, her biggest hobby is to paint the second prince when she was a child.

Although Xiao Yao has never seen what the second prince looked like when she was a child, after so many years of "edification" by her eldest lady, she even remembers clearly where the second prince had a small mole when he was a child.

The eldest lady is really, the second prince who has been painting for so many years, but she has never told him these things, she really doesn't know what the eldest lady thinks. If it were her, I'm afraid I'd be tired of it. Miss Bisheng has always been happy about this.

What Xiao Yao didn't know was that over the years, Feng Xi had been hiding her heart and couldn't tell it, so she could only choose this way of painting and draw what she wanted to express on paper.

For so many years, she has been carefully preserving those rice papers, storing them in one place as if they were her own treasures, and from time to time, she will take them out to take a look.

This is a secret that belongs exclusively to Feng Xihua, except for her personal maid Xiaoyao, others will basically not know. Even her mother, Feng, didn't know that her daughter was so obsessed with the second prince. After all, Feng Xihua has never expressed his feelings for the second prince, and he has always been careful to cover it up, so even the Feng family can't guess her youngest daughter's thoughts.

Feng Xi painted for a while before he slowly stopped. She looked at the demeanor of the little boy in the pen, his appearance had long been deeply imprinted in her mind, and she could not forget the demeanor and action of pointing at herself and letting herself leave the imperial garden.

It seems that this is the only way for her to go back in time and see the little boy who once helped her so simply. Feng Xihua's mood for Pei Qian is actually a bit complicated. Sometimes, she can't tell whether she likes Pei Qian more, or is grateful and admires more.

She also knew that her method might be stupid, but she really couldn't find any other way to put her feelings on it.

After the painting was dry, Feng Xihua carefully picked up the rice paper, rolled it up, and put it in a delicate sandalwood box on the side. This long box is filled with rolled up rice paper one after another, and from the outside, it looks like an ordinary collection box.

After Feng Xihua asked Xiao Yao to put the sandalwood box, he was about to sit down and drink a cup of tea. At this time, there was a soft knock on the door, and there was some noise outside.

Feng Xihua and Xiao Yao glanced at each other, and Feng Xihua frowned slightly.

It's really what you hide, and you come.

Sure enough, after the door was knocked on a few times, Su Wanyue's soft voice came from outside the door: "May I ask if my sister is inside?" My sister has come to visit my sister. ”

Xiao Yao looked at Feng Xihua, with embarrassment in her eyes, she naturally didn't want to open the door, this woman came here, it must be no good thing. Maybe she's here to show off!

Feng Xihua naturally understood her maid's thoughts, but she couldn't help but face it. After all, her identity is now the second princess of the Second Prince's Mansion.

She exhaled slightly, waved her hand, and motioned for Xiao Yao to open the door.

Although Xiao Yao was very reluctant, she obediently stepped forward and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, the smell of perfume poured in. Let Feng Xihua, who has never liked perfume, wrinkle his nose a little uncomfortably.

Outside the door, standing is naturally Su Wanyue, who has been smooth sailing in recent days. Her little face was full of happiness, and her clothes were dazzling red, eager to tell the world how happy she was now.

There were also a few women standing next to them, dressed in flowers, who were looking at the painting at the moment, with a hint of contempt in their eyes.

Feng Xihua lowered his eyes slightly, as if he didn't see their eyes.

Xiao Yao is right, Su Wanyue is indeed here to show off. But all this, she can only bear it, right?

Su Wanyue looked at the painting and said pretendedly: "Sister, now that my sister is pregnant, it is inconvenient to salute my sister, and I hope my sister will not blame my sister." ”

Before Feng Xihua could speak, a woman next to Su Wanyue had already spoken impatiently.

"Sister Yue'er, you don't have to salute, after all, this is the second prince's permission. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the little emperor in your belly. ”

Su Wanyue seemed to be a little timid and glanced at Feng Xihua, gently pulled the woman's clothes, and whispered, "Sister Mo, don't talk nonsense." ”