Chapter 2 The Husband
The night passed in a blink of an eye.
All the people in the house got up early in the morning, and today is their lord, and it is also the day when the lord of this mansion returns. Even the maids and maids brought by Feng Wan from her mother's house were all happy at this time.
She should be happy, too.
Looking at the youthful and youthful in the bronze mirror, her cheeks were full of light, but she was only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young woman, Feng Wan vaguely remembered that at this time, she had only been married to him for a year and a half. A year and a half ago, he rode past the gate of the mansion, and the heroic appearance of the young man Langjun won the favor of his father.
And he, too, glanced back, and after putting on the veil, her eyes that were different from ordinary people, extremely beautiful and mysterious, seemed to be the boundless starry sky.
It was that glance that made the young, handsome and ambitious him fall in love, and agreed to her father's proposal.
It was that glance that made her fall in love with him, and she wanted to grow old with him with boundless joy and expectation.
Feng Wan's trance was seen by the maidservant, and Rong'er leaned in front of her and grinned: "Madam must be stupid with joy." β
Another maidservant also said, "Madame can rest assured now." β
Amid the laughter and congratulations of the maids, the crowd at the gate was loud.
A servant hurriedly ran over, and as soon as he saw Feng Wan, he shouted loudly, "Madam, Lord Lang is back." β
Feng Wan smiled faintly and walked out lightly under the support of the maidservants.
As soon as they arrived at the gate, a motorcade passed the crowd and stopped at the gate.
The carriage at the front was her husband's.
Feng Wan took a step forward, smiled, and looked at the carriage gently, and also at the carriage that followed closely behind.
The curtain opened, revealing her husband's handsome face. She, the husband, has eyebrows like swords, slightly pale pupils, and good facial features, but her lips are too thin and thin, almost in a line. People often say that people with thin lips are thin, but she didn't believe this.
The husband jumped out of the carriage, he looked at Feng Wan with a smile, helped her up who stepped forward to salute, and said gently: "Look, I have lost weight again, but I haven't taken good care of myself?" β
These words were really gentle, and Feng Wan was in a trance for a while. But in the blink of an eye, she smiled and said, "Isn't the master back?" β
She spoke softly, clearly saying that since he had returned, she would no longer be emaciated by lovesickness.
Such lingering love words, she used to be too thin-skinned, but she never said it. The husband looked at her in surprise, couldn't help but reach out and wrap his arms around her shoulders, and said with a low smile: "My Wan Niang can also say sweet things." β
Feng Wan lowered her head and smiled shyly, but when she lowered her head, her eyes squinted, and her gaze was thrown over like water.
Feng Wan's eyes were originally rare and beautiful and mysterious, and this time the waves flowed, and the husband couldn't help but be obsessed with the local area. The hands that were around her shoulders instantly became hot.
At that moment, a coughing sound was heard.
Hearing the coughing sound, the husband took the initiative to stiffen, he slowly let go of Feng Wan, squeezed his eyes, and said with a smile: "Wan Niang, look, who's coming?" β
As soon as his voice fell, a soft and delicate voice complained: "My sister only has my brother-in-law in her eyes, how can I have it?" β
This voice, she is indeed familiar, too familiar.
For the next three or four years, this voice has been in her life and has never disappeared.
Feng Wan secretly sneered and turned his head.
Appearing next to her was a beautiful maiden. The girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with thin eyebrows and high cheeks, and lips a little thick. This is a bit of a mean facial feature, but when it is matched, it makes people feel very bright.
The girl shook her lips, looking innocent and coquettish, she glared at Feng Wan and said angrily: "Why does my sister look at me like this? I'm Ah Yun. β
She knew that she was her fourth half-sister Ah Yun.
She knew that she had been married to her husband for a year and a half, and she had never been pregnant, and her fourth sister had come for a purpose this time.
Feng Wan smiled, and she asked softly, "Ah Yun is here this time?" β
"What? You've been married to your brother-in-law for so long, and you don't allow your family to come and see it? Ah Yun glared at her as if she was heartless, turned to her husband and shouted: "Brother Zhao, look at my sister, she is not happy when people come." β
She is always like this, complaining to others in a heartless, naΓ―ve tone, and can always take away everything she has without realizing it.
The husband Zhao Jun laughed, and he took Feng Wan's hand and walked towards the mansion. As he walked, he said, "Wan Niang, who do you guess your husband met this time?" β
He seemed impatient, approached Feng Wan and whispered, "I met the Fifth Highness. β
She knew that he had met the Fifth Highness. You know, this year is a turning point in his fate. It was the same back then, she used all her efforts and all her strategies to help him analyze the strength of your Highnesses, and in the end, she recognized the Five Highnesses, and it was she who used her strategies to help him get the attention of the Five Highnesses. In the years that followed, she repeatedly offered advice to help him deal with political affairs and solve problems, so that the day His Royal Highness became emperor, he was naturally reused. It's a pity that he just sat in the position of an important minister of that country, and she ended up like that.
Feng Wan looked back at her husband with bright eyes, lowered her voice and said excitedly, "Fifth Highness? I heard that His Majesty loves this son very much, if the husband can get his appreciation, wouldn't he be on the rise? β
Zhao Jun likes to listen to this, he smiled, and sighed in a blink of an eye: "If you meet it, it is still difficult to say whether you can get his appreciation." After a pause, he said again: "I heard Yulang say that His Royal Highness the Fifth Highness will stay here for a while, this is the heavens to help me." β
"Gyokuro?" At that time, people had a habit of praising beautiful men as Yulang, and did not refer to a specific person.
Looking at the doubts in Feng Wan's eyes, Zhao Jun said proudly: "I met on the road, and he asked me to come to the mansion as a guest in two days." Tsk, that person's demeanor, that person's appearance, tsk. He sighed again and again, looking indescribable.
Feng Wan was about to speak, but Feng Yun had already jumped up behind them and shouted, "Big sister, big brother-in-law, you are so loving that you forget me as a guest?" β
She ran to Feng Wan's side, held her arm with one hand, and said to Zhao Jun with a smile: "Brother-in-law, you can do it, lend your sister to Yun Niang to talk." Although she was holding Feng Wan's arm, the eyes that looked at Zhao Jun were shiny and dazzling, and the words she said were even more delicate and glutinous. This is a flattery that men all over the world understand.
At that time, it was the time when the Jin Dynasty, which was ruled by the Han people, was defeated and kept retreating to the south. The country where Feng Wan is located is also ruled by the Hu people, and it has only been established for decades. Whether it is the people or the court, the control of women is extremely loose. Therefore, whether it is Feng Yun or Feng Wan, they all act with a lot less restraints and rules than the Jin people.
Zhao Jun looked at Feng Yun's face, which was more beautiful than his wife, his eyes lit up, and he smiled: "Okay, okay, you can talk." β