Abandoned Women: The First Secret Service Concubine

Chapter 278
"What did you say? If I marry you, no one will dare to underestimate me?" Feng Yao not only stopped struggling, but took the initiative to post it, "If there are still people who underestimate me, you have to stand up for me!"

Murong Yu heard that she agreed, there was no one who would not, and said straightaway: "When will I not stand up for you? But if you say a word, is there anyone I dare not offend?"

Feng Yao was overjoyed, intentionally or unintentionally, her writhing body rubbed Murong Yu's fire again.Immediately, there was another round of dry wood and raging fire, with boundless passion.

"Teacher Feng will look for you in a few days to justify your identity, and then you will marry me as the daughter of the Taifu." Murong Yu said.

Feng Yao felt uncomfortable when she heard about Feng Mansion, but one thing after another disappointed her, and now she didn't care too much, so she nodded: "Okay." Push him away.

After thinking about it in bed, he got up and put on his clothes.Opened the door, walked into the yard, and called softly, "Wuhen?"

As soon as the words were finished, the air in the courtyard seemed to be distorted, and then a silver-gray figure appeared and came in front of Feng Yao.

Feng Yao knew that Murong Yu had left Wuhen to her after all, but she couldn't resist his insistence, so she accepted it sweetly in her heart.So he called Wuhen out and said, "Can you take me into the palace?"

Before the Osmanthus Festival, Feng Yao was dragged into Yongning Palace by Murong Xier for the first time to work, and Wuhen once sent her a letter at night.And it also appeared during the day, using a handful of green jujube stones that were gnawed so wet, to teach the prince Murong Lian who tried to misbehave with her.Therefore, Feng Yao knew that entering the palace without trace was like entering a land without people.

Sure enough, Wuhen did not refuse.However, he didn't seem to want to agree very much, so he kept silent.

Feng Yao said: "I have something important to discuss with the princess, I will come back after I finish speaking, I will follow your instructions on the way, and I will never make my own decisions."

Wuhen didn't want to agree yet, but as if there was no reason to refuse, he reluctantly agreed: "Okay." Then, he grabbed Feng Yao's back lapel with one hand, and flew towards the palace.

Fengyao didn't expect Wuhen to be so ignorant of pity and cherish jade, and she was only strangled by the collar all the way, making it difficult to breathe, especially Wuhen's speed was too fast, Fengyao could only feel the whistling cold wind cut on her face like a knife, blowing straight She couldn't keep her eyes open.

After about a quarter of an hour, Wuhen let her down.As soon as her feet landed on the ground, Feng Yao noticed it, opened her eyes and looked around, and found that the Palace of Yongning was in front of her.It was already dark.

Murong Xi'er lay on her back on the bed, opened her eyes and looked towards the dark sky above, only to hear the silence around her, as if she could even hear the sound of blood rushing through her veins.

This is the case in the palace, loud talking and striding are not allowed, and even coughs have to be covered with a veil, so as not to surprise those who are superior.Not to mention insects and crickets, they can be caught everywhere even in summer, not to mention that winter is the season when insects are dormant.

With burning pain on her face, she was slapped angrily by the imperial concubine, and the curved and pointed fingertips cut through Murong Xi'er's delicate skin, leaving a bloody mark.Murong Xi'er didn't take any medicine, she was lying in the quiet and empty bedroom at this moment, smelling the scent of calming fragrance, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

The body is young and full of vitality, but the heart has been hollowed out by desolation and indifference.Looking at the dark sky above, Murong Xi'er felt chills all over her body.If she died now, who would be sad for her tomorrow?
Gradually, a sadness welled up from the bottom of my heart.If news of her death spread, how many people would feel sorry for her?I'm afraid that in private, I don't know how many people will say: "Good death!"

For a moment, anger surged in his heart, his hands were clenched into fists, and his teeth were clenched tightly.

What is she living this life for?Unknowingly, a bright and handsome face appeared in his mind again, the tea-brown eyes were full of heartiness and happiness, he squatted down and asked her to climb on his back.That person would tap her forehead with his fingers to pretend to be angry, would take her around the streets and alleys, and would drag her away when friends had disputes with her.

Will Su Xingyan be sad for her?Su Xingyan, who has only met three times, will be sad because of her death?Murong Xi'er's grip loosened, and she couldn't help thinking, Su Xingyan would probably be sad, right?But how long will he remember?I'm afraid he will forget it in a few days, right?

Where's A Yao?Will she be sad?Thinking of that soft and quiet face, always very gentle when looking at her, Murong Xi'er finally felt a warm current in her heart.A Yao will probably be angry, right?Angry at her failure to live up to expectations, she cut off her own way of life.The palms were clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched again, repeated for an unknown number of times, and finally tears flowed all over the face.Salty tears flowed through the wound, making the pain even hotter.

When Feng Yao quietly sneaked into Murong Xi'er's bedroom, she thought that Murong Xi'er had already fallen asleep, and was afraid that calling her up would cause alarm, so she covered Murong Xi'er's mouth with one hand, preparing to wake her up.Unexpectedly, the palm of my hand felt a piece of ice cold, and I couldn't help being shocked.

"Xi'er?" Feng Yao shook Murong Xi'er's shoulder tentatively, and said softly: "Xi'er, I'm A Yao, are you awake?"

The breathing sound under the palm was a little rough, and then it calmed down again. Murong Xi'er stretched out a hand from under the quilt, pushed aside Feng Yao's arm, and sat up: "Ayao? Why are you here?" Her voice was a little hoarse , as if just cried.

Feng Yao was even more astonished, so she sat on the side of the bed and asked in a low voice: "Xi'er, what's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare? Or something happened?"

Murong Xi'er lowered her head and said: "Nothing happened, I just had a nightmare."

Feng Yao frowned, and said again: "But, why is your voice hoarse? Also, why is your left cheek swollen?"

After Murong Xier heard this, the embarrassment and shame of being found crying secretly were all behind the surprise: "How do you know?" After blurting out, she immediately regretted it, and quickly explained: "No, it's not swollen, I was bulging just now It's just the cheek."

After a while of silence, only Feng Yao's voice without the slightest emotion sounded: "I have two good news to tell you, since you don't want to talk to me—"

Feng Yao is so sensitive, she just covered Murong Xi'er's face with her palm, the first feeling was that she was crying, and the second feeling was that her left cheek was swollen.But Murong Xi'er refused to say it, and Feng Yao couldn't force her to ask. After all, there is a distance between people. Murong Xi'er wanted to keep some dignity and little secrets, so she didn't have to ask clearly.He said: "The deputy commander of the Xiaoqi battalion has returned to his hometown because of Ding You, and now this position is vacant."

Murong Xi'er first heard Feng Yao complain that she refused to talk to her, so she thought Feng Yao didn't intend to tell her two good news.Unexpectedly, Feng Yao uttered the next sentence, which seemed to have nothing to do with her at first glance.

The next moment, Murong Xi'er was shocked: "Ah Yao?"

Murong Xi'er only made two turns in her heart, and knew Feng Yao's intention to pass the news to her even though she was angry - A Yao must have seen her practicing martial arts hard, so she guessed her faint heart, asked The news came to her.

A Yao never liked to meddle in political affairs, so why did she know about the situation in the military?Murong Yu must have told her.

Murong Yu had never been close to her before, so why was he suddenly enthusiastic and told A Yao about this?It must be that Feng Yao's concern for her is too obvious, even Murong Yu can see it.

After turning her mind several times, Murong Xi'er was so moved that she shed tears, hugged Feng Yao's waist, buried her head in her arms, and said in a low voice: "Ayao, you are so kind to me."

Feng Yao pursed her lips, pushed her away and stood up: "I have already brought the letter, so I won't keep any more." Saying that, she turned around and was about to leave.

"Ayao, don't go!" Murong Xi'er hugged her arm from behind and begged in a low voice, "Don't go, okay?" She didn't want to stay alone in the empty and cold bedroom.Holding Feng Yao's arms tightly with both hands, she felt the warmth from the layers of clothing, like warm wind blowing away the desolation in her heart.

Feng Yao still wanted to ignore her cruelly, but finally sighed and sat back following her strength.As soon as she sat down, Murong Xi'er rushed up, put her arms around her waist, and buried her head in her arms.

"Get up." Feng Yao pushed her, "Let me see the wound on your face."

Murong Xi'er said in a muffled voice, "It's okay."

"Did you apply the medicine? What about the scar?" Feng Yao said angrily.

Murong Xi'er pouted and said, "Ah Yao won't despise me anyway."

Feng Yao was immediately angry and funny: "Is it because I have spent my whole life with you? Is it because I have looked at this face every day for the rest of my life? How cruel are you that you have the heart to leave this beautiful face swollen?"

Murong Xi'er grumbled, and came out of her arms reluctantly: "Anyway, I can't see it myself."

Feng Yao tapped her forehead, got out of bed and went to light a candle.When a light came on in the room, Feng Yao came back and stood by the bed, reaching out to lift Murong Xi'er's chin.After seeing the scar on her left face clearly, she couldn't help but lower her face.

I saw that the face that should be smooth and delicate was very swollen at the moment, especially a bloodstain more than an inch long, from the bottom of the cheekbone to the corner of the mouth, which destroyed this beautiful face like a flower and jade.

"Who hit it?" Feng Yao asked in a deep voice.

In this palace, there are only three people who dare to beat Murong Xi'er, the emperor, empress, and imperial concubine.The scratch on Murong Xi'er's face was obviously scratched by something sharp, so the suspicion of the emperor was ruled out.Then, it is either the queen or the noble concubine.The imperial concubine is Murong Xi'er's biological mother, so she must be reluctant to do so.So, is the queen?Thinking of this, Feng Yao frowned deeply.Murong Xi'er's eyelids trembled, she slightly tilted her chin, pursed her lips and did not make a sound.

Seeing that she was stubborn and refused to speak, Feng Yao didn't press her anymore, she just sighed in her heart and asked, "Is there any medicine, I'll rub it on for you."

Murong Xi'er nodded, and pointed to the small cabinet not far away: "The third row, the fourth compartment."

Feng Yao went over to get a white porcelain bottle, took a roll of gauze, poured a glass of cold water at the table in the dim light, soaked the gauze, went to the bed and sat down, and began to clean up Murong Xi'er wound and apply medicine.

When the cold gauze was dipped on the swollen and hot skin, Murong Xi'er couldn't help but "hiss", then bit her lip in embarrassment, and tensed her body not to cry out the pain.

Feng Yao originally came here in a happy mood, but when she got here, she was full of frustration.He didn't make a sound, and only gently applied the medicine to Murong Xi'er.

(End of this chapter)