Chapter Forty-Eight: Discord
After turning around, Feng Yun sat down and ordered the palace maid to step forward to dress her.
Looking at the bronze mirror, looking at herself like a flower and the moon, Feng Yun smiled brightly, and said to the eunuch who was on the side:
"Go and see, but still in the yard?"
"Yes."
After a while, the eunuch said respectfully, "Mrs. Zhao is still standing there." ”
Feng Yun smiled with satisfaction, "I made an appointment with Aya, and I will go out after a while." If my eldest sister asks, you can tell the truth. ”
"Yes."
At this time, after finishing her makeup, she looked left and right at herself in the bronze mirror, stood up, and said, "Let's go." ”
Feng Yun walked through another door and did not meet Feng Wan.
Hou was in the courtyard, Feng Wan, who was standing quietly in the eyes of everyone, estimated the time and took a few steps.
As soon as she walked around, the eunuch walked out slowly, and said to Feng Wan, the eunuch, "Mrs. Zhao, Feng Meiren has something urgent to go out." Will you continue to wait here, or will you go home? ”
Feng Wan lowered his eyes and said gently, "Go home." ”
"Okay, let's send Mrs. Zhao."
The eunuch waited until Feng Wan got into the carriage before turning around and leaving. As soon as he left, the man lowered his voice and asked, "Madam, how far apart is this eunuch's performance before and after?" ”
Feng Wan smiled, lowered his eyes and said, "Let's go." ”
"Yes, yes."
The carriage turned and headed out of the palace.
At this time, there were several carriages of foreign eunuchs who left the palace, and when they heard the sound of wheels rolling from behind, several people looked back.
Seeing this, they immediately avoided the side of the road.
Naturally, Feng Wan's carriage also avoided the side of the road.
The carriage rolled in.
Listening to the rolling sound and seeing the overwhelming smoke and dust, Feng Wan did not bow his head.
Her eyes widened silently, quietly watching the familiar scene.
The carriage got closer and closer.
Just as the convoy rushed in front of Feng Wan, she clearly heard Feng Yun's shout, "Slow!" ”
As soon as her voice fell, the carriages slowed down at the same time. In the carriage at the front, a young girl stuck her head out.
This girl was about fifteen years old, with a snow-white complexion, big eyes and thin lips, high cheekbones, very thick eyebrows, and a pair of eyes that were slightly lighter than ordinary people, with many whites, and white space when staring at people, so that her eyes were quite fierce.
It was the old man Feng Wan had met on the road when he first entered the capital.
The girl looked behind her and shouted, "Ah Yun, what's wrong?" ”
Feng Yun stepped out of the carriage with the support of the palace maid, she smiled mean and bright, graceful, and deliberately elegant walked in front of Feng Wan, Feng Yun smiled: "Aya, she is my big sister." ”
Looking at the princess who was striding behind her, Feng Yun said, "Aya, look, is my eldest sister behaving gracefully and luxuriously, making people feel like a spring breeze?" ”
Feng Yun's voice was a little sharp, and her smile became strange because of her smugness.
"She's your big sister?"
The girl strode up to Feng Wan and after glaring at her, the girl said, "You just don't like her?" ”
Here it comes!
Everything was as in a dream!
Feng Wan's heart tightened, she raised her head to meet the girl, and also met Feng Yun, smiling gracefully, just at this moment, Feng Yun held her chin and tilted her head and replied: "Yes, I just don't like my big sister, Aya, what do you say?" ”
"Isn't it easy?"
Na Aya glanced at the pedestrian who was walking slowly on the stone road on the left, turned his head and stared at Feng Wan condescendingly, and said, "Look at me!" ”
She smiled proudly, raised her right hand high, and in the consternation of everyone, she slapped her face with a loud "snap-" sound!
Just as this palm was thrown, Feng Wan, who seemed to have known for a long time, took a half step back. Then she stretched out her right hand and firmly grasped Aya's wrist!
didn't expect this palm to be caught by her, Aya's eyebrows were upside down, and she screamed, "You dare to stop me? What a slut, she's not small! ”
Feng Wan's eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the person who was getting closer and closer, grabbed the wrist of the eldest princess to prevent her from breaking away, turned her head to glare at Feng Yun, and shouted: "Feng's Ah Yun! I'm your big sister! It's that there is a grudge between us, so why bother with the upright princess? ”
In the scolding that Feng Yun was stunned, Feng Wan's voice was suppressed, and in a voice that only a few people could hear, he said coldly: "Ah Yun, you have won the favor of Your Majesty now, is it possible, but also remember the hatred of not marrying Zhao Jun back then?" ”
As soon as these words came out, Feng Yun's eyes rolled in shock: How did she know? She couldn't have known!
It took a while for Feng Yun to react: No, she didn't know, she deliberately used these words to smear me.
Feng Wan really didn't know what Feng Yun had in mind, she said this just because she knew that the eldest princess Aya liked Zhao Jun!
Although Feng Yun reacted quickly, her expression changed in such a moment, and it was already under the eyes of the eldest princess.
At that moment, the eldest princess sank her face.
Zhao Jun, the eldest princess knows it, not only does she know, but she is also very impressed.
It was a handsome man who was very much in line with her, but she didn't expect that the woman in front of her was Zhao Jun's wife. I didn't expect that Feng Meiren, who was called a sister to herself, wanted to marry him back then.
Suppressing the anger in her heart, the eldest princess shouted at Feng Wan: "Cheap woman, why are you still holding my hand?" She flew up and kicked Feng Wan in the abdomen, screaming, "Let go!" ”
This kick came, Feng Wan didn't block it, and was kicked squarely.
Staggering back a few steps, Feng Wan reached out to cover his stomach and squatted on the ground in pain.
How could the eldest princess bother to pay attention to Feng Wan, she glared at Feng Yun and sneered: "Feng Meiren, it seems that you have really forgotten your identity." ”
The unkindness in the eldest princess's tone, where did Feng Yun not hear it? She was shocked, and hurriedly shouted with a smile: "Aya, I, it's not like this." I. ”
Before she could finish speaking, a majestic voice came from behind, "Aya, you are very majestic!" ”
Aya was startled, and suddenly remembered that someone was coming behind her. Originally, she remembered that she originally planned to simply slap Feng Wan and leave. didn't expect things to change, and they actually touched the right one.
She hurriedly turned around and stammered, "Uncle." ”
The majestic middle-aged man glared at her, waved his hand, and said, "Quickly help that woman up." ”
The two palace maids hurriedly stepped forward and supported Feng Wan on the left and right.
The middle-aged man stared at Feng Wan, and when he saw her face, he glared at Aya in a warning manner, and waved his hand, "Let's go." ”
As soon as he turned around, he heard the woman's Wen Wan Ninghe's thank-you voice coming, "Zhao Jun's wife, Feng Awan thanked Xiangguo for the grace of the handrail." ”
Her self-call is very unqualified, and she didn't point out her husband's official title. Under normal circumstances, such self-introduction nobles are incomprehensible.
But after the Liuyuan Temple, the nobles who knew the major events inside and outside the DPRK were able to understand.
The middle-aged man looked back.