Qiu Wen'er didn't know what kind of medicine Wang Ruyi was selling in the gourd, so he said: "Your swallow eyes and small nose are praised by everyone, your skin is also white, and your figure is ...... It's good, it's beautiful. Qiu Wen'er said a little ashamed, after all, she is not as bold as Wang Ruyi, and at the same time has the reserve of an official lady, and she still has some scruples when it comes to things like figure.

Wang Ruyi knows that she looks good and her figure is precocious, so she has always been very confident. "If King Jing doesn't want Feng Zhirong, I will have a chance." In Wang Ruyi's mind, her father is in charge of etiquette and diplomacy, and he also has a lot of opportunities to talk to the princes.

Wang Ruyi's father has always loved her, so she also thought that she must urge her father more to do this.

Qiu Wen'er said: "Don't forget the story of King Jing......"

Wang Ruyi was not angry: "I won't be as stupid as Shunyi's family!" In short, don't mess around with this matter, I'll think about how to deal with it. So saying, he walked away.

Qiu Wen'er followed behind and touched her nose, deciding that she didn't want to care about this matter.

She comforted herself in her heart, anyway, no matter how much trouble she made, it was Wang Ruyi's pot, and she ...... really didn't have any bad ideas, so if King Jing got angry and cut Wang Ruyi, it should have nothing to do with him, even if there is...... Alas, I don't know if I can escape?

Qiu Wen'er only hopes to be able to last another half a month without any trouble - in another half a month, it will be the winter solstice banquet, and then she will go home for the New Year, but her family affairs have already been agreed, so after the winter solstice this year, she will officially end her schoolwork in Anxiu Palace and can go home to get married.

Qiu Wen'er prayed like this, and all this was as she wished, and she survived until the moment of the winter solstice.

The palace feast on the winter solstice begins at noon.

However, the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace banquet generally invites the ministers and workers to feast and drink together, and instead gives the ministers a three-day holiday in turn, so that they can worship their ancestors and reunite at home. As for the royal children, they will also go to the Taimiao Temple to worship their ancestors and worship the heavens on the morning of the winter solstice, and then feast and drink in the palace where the royal family lives, and then go to the imperial garden in the afternoon to socialize.

As for the ladies in the Anxiu Palace, they also have their own small banquets, which are generally presided over by a high-ranking palace concubine appointed by the queen, but soon the palace concubines will leave for the imperial garden to join the royal ranks, until the banquet is over, and another high-ranking concubine will come over to close the scene.

Although the concubines who preside over the winter solstice palace banquet are different every year, and even several palace concubines are present once, the process is generally the same.

Feng Zhirong still got up early in the morning to practice, and bothered Yuzhu and Fang Chun to boil hot water for herself to scrub her body before finishing her morning homework - this is her usual routine for the past few months - she has long been accustomed to life in Anxiu Palace, and this time King Jing handed her more and more military intelligence translation documents.

King Qinghe, who worked with her, said that some extremely confidential documents were only willing to be handed over to him for translation in the past, but unfortunately his Xiantuo language was not so good at that time, so there were still speed restrictions, which inevitably slowed down the progress of the layout of the front line. However, Feng Zhirong was able to organize everything quickly and well, and many documents could even be seen at a glance to know where the cat was hidden, which could make the military work in the far north smoother.

To be honest, Daye does lack talents who are proficient in northern languages. In particular, although the spies lurking in the territory of the enemy country are all good at knowing each other's language, it is difficult to directly translate and transmit the information back because of the secrecy of their identities, so those heavy burdens fell on King Qinghe in the past.

Feng Zhirong is also happy to be able to contribute to King Jing and Daye, and King Qi, who has taken over the military affairs of Xiantuo, seems to have fallen in love with her little girl after meeting her for the first time that day, so the letters sent back from the north even repeatedly mention Feng Zhirong and praise her for her high work efficiency.

However, Feng Zhirong still had other things on his mind, that is, to investigate the connection between Zhao Guangben and Yang Dong and the network of people hidden under the officials of Daye—it was brain-wrenching, and it was nerve-wracking. Although the emperor did not make it clear some time ago, but recently, with the progress of the military situation in the north, the palace has become more active, and she thought that she might use herself soon, so she thought about leaving her mind earlier.

Besides, after the Winter Solstice Palace banquet, she had to go home to persuade her mother to invite Zhao Mingyun and others to Feng Mansion as guests, and she had to prepare something interesting to share with them at that time to save her boredom, and these bits and pieces of social details also made her feel upset.

In her previous life, she was very bad at this, and in this life, she almost exhausted her patience for interpersonal interactions to interact with those girls.

Feng Zhirong was sitting in front of the dresser and asked Yuzhu to comb her hair, and her tangled eyebrows couldn't help but make Yuzhu speak: "Miss, are you worried about the palace banquet later?" Yuzhu listened to Feng Zhirong shouting and complaining for a while, so he thought about going there.

"I'm more worried about going home tomorrow than the palace banquet."

Yuzhu also said: "When you go home, you don't need to be so busy every day, isn't it?" …… Yes! But I forgot that Miss is very happy every time she works with the two princes! Yuzhu was only halfway through his words, and he remembered that every time Feng Zhirong complained that she worked too much and her writing was sour, she always went all out and enjoyed it every time, and sometimes her eyebrows fluttered because she figured out the crux of the problem, thinking that it was a duplicity.

"Now I live happily and have a lot of things to do every day, and my life is full." Feng Zhirong didn't hide her feelings from Yuzhu: "Although it's good to go home, I can be leisurely and don't have to worry about anything, but I don't have anything to do every day except reading books and archery, and I don't know what happened to the horse that the family raised for me, and whether you recognize me?" ”

"Mademoiselle has her own horse at home?"

"Yes!" Feng Zhirong smiled: "My grandfather raised it for me, but he didn't always let me ride, only if I was obedient." ”

Yuzhu said with a smile: "Miss is working so hard in the palace, it's a pity that Miss's grandfather doesn't know, otherwise he would definitely be willing to let Miss ride a horse." ”

The last time Feng Zhirong saw Feng Xu was at the Mid-Autumn Palace banquet, when she could make Feng Xu angry and hadn't had a chance to talk to him alone, so thinking of the various possibilities after going back this time inevitably made her heart so timid and uneasy begin to panic.