The first daughter is poisonous, the lord goes to bed obediently

Chapter 58

This year's Qixi Festival night, the sky has just darkened, and the flower market along the Qinhuai River is full of lights and crowded with people, just like daytime.

Feng Xihe walked through a huge crowd of faithful men and women, and came to a small stall selling masks, and picked up a mask with a blue face and fangs.

The eyeballs of the peddler in front of the stall were rolling. He saw Feng Xihe holding a mask and looked at it for a long time, then he laughed and said, "Girl, if you like it, buy one. If you're lucky, you can get a lover."

Have a lover?Feng Xi and Wei were startled, recalling that last year, after she, Feng Qingyue, and Yun Changyi went down the mountain, they came to the market by the river and wandered around like everyone else.

She remembered that because there were too many people, she and Yun Changyi separated from Feng Qingyue afterwards, and she didn't know what happened during this period.

According to Aunt Wan Qiu, Feng Qingyue met Zhao Zhen in front of this mask vendor.Zhao Zhen took off the mask, and Feng Qingyue fell in love with him at first sight in the blink of an eye, which was never unforgettable.

No wonder when she returned home that day, she saw Feng Qingyue's expression was a little abnormal, but Feng Qingyue was unwilling to say anything, so she didn't ask any more questions.

"I don't need it." Feng Xihe put down his mask and said flatly.

However, a gentle voice suddenly sounded behind her, "I don't need this one, so what about other things?"

Feng Xihe turned around and saw Gu Jincheng in a wheelchair, smiling at her.He looked like a banished fairy who had walked out of the toad palace, and the lights in the flower market reflected his face like a crowned jade.

"Second..." Feng Xihe just wanted to go back to him, but when she saw Gu Jincheng made a silent gesture, she also changed her words: "Second Young Master, I don't know, so you are so interested in this kind of festival."

"Aren't you too?" There was always a smile on the corner of Gu Jincheng's lips, as if embracing the radiant moonlight.

He slowly turned the wheelchair, went to the mask booth, picked out a half-human, half-animal mask, handed it to her, and said, "I want to see how you wear it."

Feng Xi and Hang Xi evaded, "I've made the second young master bother, but I'm ugly, so I don't want to take off my veil and be seen by others."

Gu Jincheng smiled and said, "Then I will take it back and keep it for you forever."

"Thank you, Second Young Master."

Feng Xihe said in his heart, I'm afraid there will never be such a day again.In her previous life, she just didn't understand that there is a kind of poison called sweet talk, so she listened to everything he said.

After a while, Gu Jincheng scrutinized her expression, pointed to the needle building ten feet away, and tentatively asked: "It's more lively over there, would you like to go there with me?"

Feng Xihe was silent for a while, with hesitation in her eyes, and then she looked at Gu Jincheng in a daze, and replied, "Second Young Master...I...let's go."

Gu Jincheng nodded knowingly, and followed her to the Needle-Through Building. The Needle-Through Building is a hundred-foot-high platform made of willow branches as the skeleton, decorated with brocade and lanterns, and on the top, there are melons, fruits and wine.

A dozen embroiderers sat there, and beside them, seats were placed to worship Cowherd and Vega.

Under the bright moonlight, busy threading the nine-hole needle with multicolored silk, whoever can finish it first will be a lucky one, and whoever can finish it last will be considered a lucky loser.

Under the high platform, there are musicians playing Gongyin and Shangyin all night long.

A group of onlookers were guessing who would be lucky, Qian Yun also raised her head and exclaimed: "Miss, it's amazing, I want to go back and try."

"Miss Qianyun, if you have confidence, you can go up and try." Gu Jincheng then turned to Feng Xihe and suggested: "Do you want to try it too?"

Feng Xihe tweeted, "I won't."

"Second young master, I'm sorry, I don't really like to join in such a lively occasion, so I will leave first." After she finished talking to Gu Jincheng, she pulled Qian Yun, "Qian Yun, let's go."

Gu Jincheng's eyes with glazed luster deepened and did not stop him. After Feng Xihe turned around, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Just when Feng Xihe was about to get out of the crowd, he heard a "creak", and the crowd suddenly dispersed, and someone shouted in panic: "Everyone, be careful, the platform has collapsed!"

Feng Xihe's footsteps faltered, she turned around, raised her head, and saw that the table behind was tilting down in her direction, and all kinds of decorations on the stage had been smashed to the ground, and a dozen embroiderers He was thrown down and seriously injured.

In a hurry, Qian Yun pushed Feng Xihe away as quickly as possible, while her own body stood in front of Feng Xihe.

Feng Xihe threw her away, and before he had time to see the rapidly collapsing platform, he wanted to run away with Qian Yun.

Even if they escaped fast enough, they couldn't keep up with the speed at which the platform collapsed.

However, before the platform slammed down, Feng Xihe saw Gu Jincheng pushing a wheelchair to protect her.

"Miss, we can't let His Highness the Second Prince bear it." Qian Yun turned pale, and whispered in Feng Xihe's ear: "However, it seems that he cares about you very much."

Feng Xihe looked at Gu Jincheng's back expressionlessly, stopped Qian Yun from going forward, and said in a voice that only Qian Yun could hear: "Don't trust the second prince."

Since this is what Gu Jincheng wants, there is no need for her to help him.

She silently ran to the side, watching coldly how Gu Jincheng re-enacted the routines performed in the previous life.

When the table was about to fall on Gu Jincheng, she came over and gently pulled Gu Jincheng, letting the table brush against his left hand.

Gu Jincheng gritted his teeth to bear the pain from his arm, bent forward slightly, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He was alone as if he had endured a long time of torture before he turned his head and asked with concern: "Xihe, are you alright?"

"No... I'm fine." Feng Xihe seemed to be frightened, curled up with Qian Yun in the corner, and when she saw Gu Jincheng turning her head, she immediately expressed apology, "Your Highness, the Second Prince, I will send you to find a doctor, no, I should send you back to the mansion to ask for an imperial physician."

Gu Jincheng forced a smile on his face, "How can I ask you two girls to send me back, and you don't have to ask a doctor anymore. If the emperor finds out and blames you, I will feel sorry."

Qian Yun nodded desperately at Feng Xihe, "Miss, what the Second Prince said is reasonable."

Feng Xihe bit his lip, seeing Gu Jincheng's blood-stained sleeve on his left arm, he expressed more apology, "His Royal Highness the Second Prince's great kindness, Xihe has nothing to repay."

"Then what about your wound? Let me bandage it for you."

"Xihe, men and women can't get married. I don't want you to get married before you get married." Gu Jincheng continued to be an upright gentleman and rejected Feng Xihe's proposal.

His eyes turned to a few painting boats floating in the river, and he said, "We can go to the painting boats first, and I'll just ask Ben Lei to help bandage them."

Feng Xihe didn't really want to bandage him at first, so he agreed, and they went to a painting boat together.

Under the moonlight, Gu Jincheng asked his bodyguard Ben Lei to follow him, lifted the curtain, and went inside to treat the wound.

Feng Xihe was sitting beside a table at the bow of the boat, admiring the moon and the lotus lanterns floating in the river.There are some refreshments on the case table, many of which are novel in style.But she didn't put her mind on these at all.

After a long time, Gu Jincheng finally came out, with a white bandage on his left arm, and Ben Lei, who came out with him, left first.

Feng Xihe lowered his eyes in embarrassment, "Is Your Highness still alright?"

"It's okay, you don't have to blame yourself." Gu Jincheng comforted her slowly, and then he pushed a plate of delicate pastries in front of Feng Xihe, "You should be hungry after waiting outside for so long, first eat something."

Feng Xihe looked down, and saw that what he introduced to her was a triangular pastry, with a layer of bright red juice poured on it, and a tempting cherry in the middle.

Scenes from the past were peeled away bit by bit in her mind, and a few hints of sarcasm emerged spontaneously from under her eyelashes, and it became more and more intense.

This is something called "cake", and Gu Jincheng likes to eat it very much.In her previous life, she wondered that someone like Gu Jincheng, who doesn't like sweets, would have a soft spot for cakes that are too sweet to be cloying.Gu Jincheng only said that the cake was an exception.

Later, she realized that it wasn't the cake that made him fall in love with it, but the person who made the cake.

Seeing her silence, Gu Jincheng said, "Xihe, what are you thinking? Why don't you take a bite?"

"Sorry, Your Highness, Second Prince." Feng Xihe replied without raising his head: "I don't like sweets. Your injury is not yet healed, so you should enjoy it yourself first."

Because of her sudden indifference, Gu Jincheng felt a little puzzled.

Before, he felt that she was just like other women who admired him, trying to get close to him.But at this moment, he felt that she seemed very far away from him.

Beauty is like a flower separated from the clouds.Looking at the girl who was covered with a light veil and drooping her head, he felt that he couldn't understand her real thoughts.

In fact, he feels that as long as Feng Xihe doesn't take off his veil, he is indeed a beauty that people can't take their eyes off.Her silent appearance is like Utan in the dark night.

It's a pity that he is the one who plays chess, and Feng Guogong's mansion is just a step in his whole plan.He won't really be tempted by this girl.

Just as they were thinking this way, the painting boat suddenly shook violently, and all the things on the table fell to the ground. They held on to the back of the chair so that they did not almost fall.

Gu Jincheng called someone over and asked, "What happened?"

The guard who was summoned looked terrified, and faltered and said: "Second Highness, yes, it was Prince Yu's boat that rammed our boat."

Just one stroke, and it vibrated like that, and after a few more strokes, the boat would have to overturn into the river.Gu Jincheng knew that Gu Shiyin did it on purpose, but he couldn't pursue it, so he said lightly, "So it turns out that Uncle Yuhuang came here today, that's all, he didn't do it on purpose either."

"No, this king did it on purpose." At this time, Gu Shiyin's deep voice accompanied by the fragrance of lotus floated faintly from another boat.

Gu Jincheng's face was slightly stiff, Feng Xihe suddenly slapped the table, and stood up in panic, "Your Highness, Xihe almost forgot, today, the Marquis of Wu'an sent an invitation card, and I promised my grandmother that I would like to talk to her." I went to visit Mrs. Zhao, and by the way, I begged for a coincidence with a few sisters in their mansion."

"It's so late now, Xihe was afraid of running out of time, so he went back first."

Actually, it's not time yet, but she really doesn't want to have face-to-face communication with Gu Shiyin.

However, before she could take a step, Gu Zhun brought a team of cavalry over and blocked her way, "Miss Feng, the prince said that anyone can leave, but you cannot."

(End of this chapter)