Abandoned Women: The First Secret Service Concubine

Chapter 156 Be Friends

"Doudou doesn't want a stepfather!" Doudou was shocked, and leaped forward, hugging Murong Yu's neck violently.

He has become a little cold and unfamiliar with Murong Yu recently, but it's just that he has resentment in his heart, but it's not that he doesn't like Murong Yu.

Murong Yu raised the corners of her lips: "Then, Doudou should stand with Daddy and coax your mother to reconcile with Daddy."

"Well, Doudou only wants Daddy!" Doudou said hastily.

The two of you started discussing this and that, and that and that.

Feng Yao didn't know, she was lying in the small courtyard of Yongning Palace, closing her eyes and feigning sleep.I don't know how long it took, the next door was over, and the sound of two footsteps gradually approached.One of them is steady and heavy, while the other is light and delicate.

The door of the room was opened, and there was a voice of conversation: "Sister Yan, how can the Zhu family always target me?" Whispering softly, it was Hu Xiuniang.

Yan Xiuniang said: "What do you care about her? After all, she didn't ruin your embroidery work, and she can say whatever she likes. She always cares about other people, so don't be mad at her."

Hu Xiuniang responded softly, looked up, and said "ah", "Sister Feng fell asleep with a small bundle on her pillow?"

Yan Xiuniang glanced at it, her eyes flashed strangely: "She is quite kind-hearted."

Hu Xiuniang couldn't help nodding: "I think I was so scared that I didn't fall asleep the whole night when I came here for the first time."

Yan Xiuniang didn't say a word, she sat by the bed and packed her things.Hu Xiuniang also sat down, took off her shoes and took off her hairpin, and said: "Sister Feng is also a strange person, why did she bring such a thing when she entered the palace? It's nothing more than a change of clothes. What can I do in the future?" Pass?"

As he said that, he stopped what he was doing, opened the cabinet beside the bed, and said: "I see that Sister Feng is similar in stature to mine. Let me lend her two clothes tomorrow so that she can wear them differently. I don't know Sister Feng." Can such a person be looked down upon?"

Yan Xiuniang looked at it coldly, Hu Xiuniang buried her head in the cabinet and rummaged around, and suddenly said: "You don't need to rummage, Feng Xiuniang is planning to go out, she won't stay in the palace forever."

Hu Xiuniang paused, then turned around in surprise: "Go out? But, since you're here, how can you go out?"

"You don't have to worry about it." Yan Xiuniang said calmly, turned on the bed, covered the quilt and closed her eyes to rest.

Hu Xiuniang thought for a while, locked the cabinet beside the bed, closed the door, turned off the lamp, and climbed onto the bed rustlingly.

The room suddenly became dark.In the innermost part, Feng Yao opened her eyes.

She did not fall asleep, Man said she was in the palace, even at home, she did not fall into a deep sleep.This is a habit developed in the previous life, always sleeping lightly, and waking up when there is any movement.

Not long after, the two breathing sounds in the room gradually became longer.Feng Yao knew that they were really asleep.Feng Yao didn't move, she was still lying down, with the small package on her pillow, thinking about it.

Early the next morning, just after dawn, there was a sound in the palace.The palace people were busy fetching water to serve the master, and the sound of running around was very chaotic.

Yan Xiuniang and Hu Xiuniang rubbed their eyes and got up, put on their clothes, but saw that Feng Yao's bed was neatly made, they couldn't help asking in surprise: "Where is Sister Feng?"

Yan Xiuniang stepped out of bed first, opened the door, and looked outside.I saw a slender and soft figure standing in the yard, with its slender limbs making various movements and stretching its body.

Yan Xiuniang stood at the door and gradually narrowed her eyes.The embroiderers all got up, opened the door, and saw a figure standing with their backs to them in the open space in front of the house.She has a slender figure, doing all kinds of strange postures, but every movement looks elegant, as if she is natural.

Sun Xiuniang smiled and said: "Feng Xiuniang is very elegant, she stretched her arms and kicked her legs here early in the morning, why didn't she call us, performing alone, wouldn't it be boring without an audience?"

The only difference is that Fengyao is showing off her head and flaunting her beauty.

Fengyao made the last move, closed her fists, turned around and said with a smile, "Good morning, everyone." Then she looked at Sun Xiuniang, and said, "The plan for a day is in the morning. Get up early every day, exercise your muscles and bones, and exercise your body. It's good. If you're interested, I can teach you."

Sun Xiuniang punched the cotton, couldn't help but choked, and said embarrassingly: "No need, I can't learn it."

Seeing Fengyao's good temper, the others couldn't help feeling more favorable.

The embroiderers queued up to wash by the well with their washing utensils.Feng Yao took the utensils that Yan Xiuniang had brought for her last night, she was at the back of the line, and began to look at the other embroiderers.

I saw that most of the embroiderers were young women in their 30s and 40s, except Yan Xiuniang, whose skin was dull and loose, like a [-]-year-old.

After washing, the embroiderers went back to the house, sat around the small wooden table, and waited for dinner.There were nine stools beside the table, Feng Yao looked at Yan Xiuniang and smiled thankfully.

Sitting next to Yan Xiuniang, Hu Xiuniang smiled kindly, and waved to Fengyao: "Feng Xiuniang, sit down quickly, dinner will be served soon."

Feng Yao responded and walked over.Not long after sitting down, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and three or four maids came in from the yard, carrying food boxes in their hands.

The breakfast is fairly rich, with buns, flower rolls, white rice porridge, millet porridge, and a few dishes of various small pickles.The steamed stuffed buns and flower rolls are all finely made, the white rice porridge and millet porridge are also thick, and the various small pickles are also very delicate.

Murong Xi'er was attentive to the embroiderers.

After the meal, the embroiderers got up from the table one after another and came to the yard for a walk.Feng Yao followed behind, what were they talking about?
It was all complaints, such as how difficult it was to do what the princess ordered recently, how quickly the princess' preferences changed, and so on.

Suddenly, when the subject changed, someone looked at Feng Yao and said, "I heard from Sister Yan that Feng Xiuniang is the one who makes high heels for the princess?"

Feng Yao looked up and replied, "It's me."

The embroidered lady smiled and said: "Ah, so it is really the original owner who has arrived. Feng Xiuniang is amazing, she designed such exquisite shoes that the princess will always remember."

Sun Xiuniang also said: "Sister Song is the same as Sister Yan, she believes what others say. How old is Sister Feng, how can she design such comfortable shoes?"

Everyone paused, and then returned to their original state.

Sun Xiuniang looked at Fengyao again: "Sister Feng doesn't know, but the princess likes those high heels very much, so she asked the craftsmen to do the same. Unexpectedly, the craftsmen made many styles, but they were all uncomfortable to wear, which made the princess furious."

After finishing speaking, he smiled again: "Sister Feng, you really made those high-heeled shoes? Could it be that your master did it? You are so young, how can you do such a good job?"

A pair of slender eyes looked towards Feng Yao, staring at her closely, as if to expose the skin she wore on her body.

Feng Yao didn't even look at her, she looked at Yan Xiuniang and said: "Is Xiuniang staying here every day? Don't you have to salute the princess?"

"Princess is very busy every day, so she seldom sees us." Yan Xiuniang said, looking at Feng Yao with meaningful eyes: "It is best to be quiet."

Feng Yao nodded: "Isn't that right? I'm restless in my mind, maybe I'll offend the noble one someday." As she said that, she gave Sun Xiuniang a sideways look from the corner of her eyes.

Sun Xiuniang was unhappy: "Sister Feng, I call you sister because I treat you as one of my own. But you don't answer my words, ignore me, what do you mean? Are you looking down on me?"

Feng Yao said indifferently: "My surname is Feng, your surname is Sun, there is no way I can be called a sister."

"You—" Sun Xiuniang pointed at her with an ugly look on her face: "You don't know good from bad!"

In this yard, except for Yan Xiuniang, who doesn't respect her?But Fengyao is a newcomer, so it's unreasonable not to please her!
"I don't know many characters. If Sun Xiuniang knows how to write the word 'good or bad', please let me know." Feng Yao said lightly.

The courtyard was so silent for a moment that it was as if the tip of a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

Sun Xiuniang gritted her teeth, her expression was extremely ugly: "Don't pretend to be stupid, think we can't see it, you are avoiding the topic? I asked you just now, you designed the high heels yourself, why didn't you answer?"

"Why should I answer?" Feng Yao pressed Sun Xiuniang's finger pointing at her, "What are you?"

"Hiss!" A gasping voice sounded.

"How dare you scold me?" Sun Xiuniang raised her voice angrily, "Ask me to teach you today what it means to respect seniors!" As she spoke, she raised her palm and slapped Feng Yao in the face.

Feng Yao snorted coldly, took a step back, and after a while, Sun Xiuniang missed something.It happened that he used a lot of strength, but this time he couldn't hold on and fell to the ground all of a sudden, and fell into a mess.

Sun Xiuniang was ashamed, her eyes were red at the moment, and she didn't care about anything: "Feng Shi, I will never end with you!"

Feng Yao didn't bother to look at her, so she strode to the gate of the courtyard, pushed the gate open, and walked outside.I only heard several exclamations from behind: "No!"

Yan Xiuniang rushed over, grabbed Feng Yao's arm, and said sharply, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to see the princess." Feng Yao said, a little surprised by everyone's fierce dissuasion.

Only Sun Xiuniang sneered while patting the dirt on her body: "Just tell her to go, no one will collect her body when she dies!"

"Why is Sister Sun doing this?" Hu Xiuniang said in a soft voice, "Feng Xiuniang, come back now, you don't know the princess's temper, don't hurt yourself and everyone else."

Feng Yao looked at Yan Xiuniang: "The people in this yard can't go out?"

Yan Xiuniang grabbed Feng Yao with one hand, closed the courtyard door with the other, and said solemnly: "No one is allowed to leave without the order of Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Feng Yao was stunned for a moment, then looked at the other people in the yard, and saw that everyone's faces were filled with tension and fear.Looking at the three rooms built side by side, thinking of the competition mechanism Murong Xier mentioned, a chill rose in his heart.

Why did Murong Xi'er treat them as embroiderers?They were fed with good food and drink, they were not allowed to go out, they stayed if they did a good job, and they left if they didn't do a good job——Murong Xi'er, these people were raised as slaves and animals!

Suddenly, Feng Yao looked at Yan Xiuniang, and immediately caught a trace of ridicule and disgust.

A trace of panic flashed across Yan Xiuniang's face, she turned her head quickly: "If the princess doesn't call you, you can just stay here."

The others still had work to do, so they went into the house one after another, leaving Feng Yao in the yard—what the hell did she come to?

At this moment, there was a sound of very light footsteps outside the door, Qing'er pushed open the door and walked in, saying: "Mother Fengxiu, the princess calls you, come with me."

The embroiderers in the room are gossiping about Feng Yao: "Who does she think she is, she will go out when she says it, and she can see the princess if she wants to?"

Hearing Qing'er's words, he wished to bite his own tongue.

Feng Yao followed Qing'er and walked towards Yongning Palace where Murong Xi'er lived.Along the way, Qing'er lowered her head and walked in small steps.

Qing'er is about fifteen or sixteen years old, and is shorter than Fengyao.Therefore, when Feng Yao lowered her head, she saw a red scar on her neck.

(End of this chapter)