Daughter of a High Sect: Abandoned Concubine Reborn

Chapter 257

She looked around secretly, and found that, except for the Queen Mother, everyone who should have come, and those who shouldn't have also been there, for example, Ouyang Jinxuan and Xuanyuan Jue, these are the two people she least wanted to see.

Xuanyuanjue's eyes were shining brightly. He never expected that this woman could win such an award from her father, while Ouyang Jinxuan, in those cloudy eyes, there was something flickering, which made people wonder for a while. I can't see through, I can only vaguely notice the slightly raised corners of his mouth, which seems to be a half-smile.

The empress sat on Xuanyuan Qiche's side, with elegant and luxurious decorations, coupled with an amiable smile, the match couldn't be more seamless.

"Xue'er, I was very surprised to hear the emperor talk about your cleverness." The queen's affectionate address did not relax Ouyang Feixue's tense nerves. In the fighting state, there is no slack in the slightest.

The more calm the situation looked on the surface, the more cautious she was.

"It's the emperor's absurd praise." Ouyang Feixue has maintained a humble appearance since the moment she entered the door, and she never thought that she had done anything extraordinary.

"Now, I have granted you the title of Princess Qingxue, you can move to the Hall of Supreme Harmony someday." Xuanyuan Qiche was obviously very satisfied with Ouyang Feixue's performance, and there was an undisguised smile on his face.

"Feixue thanked the Emperor." Although she and Meng Ziying were both princesses, they were nothing more than vain names, Xuanyuan Qiche's pretense for a marriage.

Now, he let Ouyang Feixue move to the Hall of Supreme Harmony, this is the real status of Princess Ouyang Feixue.

Among the crowd, envious eyes casted from different directions, and there were also all kinds of resentful eyes refracted from all directions, Ouyang Feixue could feel them all.

It's just that when she saw something flashing in Meng Ziying's eyes, her mood became complicated.

Ever since Meng Ziying came back, she had doubts about her. She always felt that something had changed about her. Only today did she realize that it was her eyes. Her eyes revealed resentment from time to time. Was it towards her?
Sensing Ouyang Feixue's gaze, Meng Ziying smiled slightly, and the haze in his eyes disappeared in a flash, making Ouyang Feixue feel that what she saw in her eyes just now was just like an illusion.

Replying with a shallow smile, Ouyang Feixue shifted her gaze back to Xuanyuan Qiche who was aloof.

Today's banquet was to celebrate the great defeat of Dayao. Without too many casualties, he took down Dayao in one fell swoop. This was something Xuanyuan Qiche never dared to think about in the past, but all these were arranged step by step by a woman. Achieved.

The banquet was not over yet, Ouyang Feixue's face was flushed because of drinking some wine, but her mind was very clear.

She came out alone, it was already night, she stepped on the cool stone slab, embroidered with the fragrance of flowers floating from the other bank, the bright moonlight poured down, and the lights in an unknown house not far away flickered with.

Compared to the cleanliness here, everything at the banquet was too noisy and disturbing, and everyone was wearing a false and pleasing mask, even myself.

The scorching heat on her face was very uncomfortable, she patted her face with her hands, and regardless of the coldness of the ground, she was about to sit down, but her shoulders were lifted by someone, so she didn't sit down in a daze.

Turning her head in annoyance, she wanted to see who was such a disappointment, facing Xuanyuan Jingyi's pure eyes, she couldn't say anything for a moment.

Slightly frowning, she broke away from the hand he was holding on her, took a step back, and put some distance away from him. Ouyang Feixue's tone was indifferent and distant, "See the fifth prince."

Xuanyuan Jingyi was a little annoyed, "What's going on with you these days!" His anger fell into Ouyang Feixue's eyes, but he couldn't startle a single wave.

Those indifferent and distant eyes, just like the first time they met, were guarded and protected against strangers.

"It's getting late, Feixue will leave first." Ouyang Feixue didn't answer his words, but walked around her body and said calmly.

The calmer she was, the more indifferent she was, the more depressed Xuanyuan Jingyi felt. Seeing Jue Jue's back gradually disappearing into the night, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.

But in the other direction, when he only had Ouyang Feixue in his eyes, she only had him in her eyes, silently watching Ouyang Feixue's ignorance hurt him, she felt more uncomfortable than anyone else, it was her She couldn't get what she asked for, but she didn't bother to care about it.

When Ouyang Feixue returned to the yard, Meng Ziying had already gone back.

"Feixue, let's have a chat." In front of Meng Ziying was the wine pot that had been prepared and some dishes. Ouyang Feixue stared at her for a while, and finally sat down.

Meng Ziying filled the glass in front of her with wine and filled it up for herself. Before speaking, she drank the wine in one gulp.

"Do you know how I joined Sanssouci Palace?" Her eyes were a little sad, even desperate, Ouyang Feixue just looked at her and didn't reply.

After she drank another cup by herself, mist started to appear in her eyes, "I am not the biological daughter of the Meng family. Meng Junru, the official lady of my family, made things difficult for me, but for the sake of living, I endured it all."

Meng Ziying looked at Ouyang Feixue steadfastly, his eyes were full of pain, anyone who had such memories could not take it calmly, let alone when he was drunk.

Meng Ziying was about to pour herself another drink, but Ouyang Feixue frowned and stopped her, "Don't drink." She took the wine glass from her hand, looked at Meng Ziying whose eyes were blurred, and said softly .

Unexpectedly, Meng Ziying lost her temper and yelled at Ouyang Feixue, "Why don't you let me drink! You snatched him away, so you won't give me the wine!"

Meng Ziying's tears finally came out of her eyes, the tears that had been filled from the first cup finally flowed out, her hysteria made Ouyang Feixue a little baffled, but seeing Meng Ziying as if drunk, she didn't pursue.

But Meng Ziying seemed to be excited, she shook off Ouyang Feixue's hand that was supporting her, pointed to Ouyang Feixue's nose and said, "How can you be better than me? Why can't you do it without any effort?" Get the sincerity that I can't even ask for!"

Looking at Meng Ziying with red eyes, Ouyang Feixue's expression darkened. If she continued to mess around like this, if someone listened to her, she would cause another trouble.

Yingjie and Yingyue heard the commotion outside, they had already put on their clothes and came from the back room of the courtyard, looking at Meng Ziying, who was almost crazy and dancing, Yingjie asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Ouyang Feixue said flatly, "She's drunk."

(End of this chapter)