The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 288 I Can Help You Go Back to the Past
After Feng Yao finished speaking, the crying in the door stopped for a moment.But then I heard Ning Meiren shouting from inside: "You go, I don't want to see you."

"Ning'er, since I'm here, I should see you. I know you have grievances, or you hate me in your heart. But after all, I'm here, so it's okay to talk."

There was another moment of silence in the room, Feng Yao had already decided that Ning Meiren would not come to open the door.The door opened unexpectedly.

Standing at the door, Ning Meiren has plain face and cloth clothes, without the rouge and gouache, and without the gorgeous brocade clothes, she looks like a young woman in her early twenties.And she was a young woman with a grey-green complexion and a lack of energy.

Feng Yao is not surprised by Ning Meiren's current appearance, her endurance is considered good if she can live without going crazy or directly seeking death.After all, there are so many ups and downs, and I am used to living a life of rich clothes and fine food, and serving slaves and maidservants. Now this kind of life will be a kind of hell-like torment for everyone here.

Ning Meiren also looked at Feng Yao, and after looking at it for a long time, she suddenly said: "It seems that your life is not very good."

Feng Yao raised his eyebrows and smiled.She knew that Ning Mei was saying that she had lost a lot of weight; moreover, the trip back and forth from the north, the cold wind and blizzard had always made her skin suffer, and it was definitely not as fair and tender as before.

But Feng Yao didn't want to explain, just felt in his sleeve, took out an inch-sized rouge box, and handed it to Ning Meiren.

Ning Meiren didn't say a word, just stared blankly at the rouge box in Feng Yao's hand with silver filigree inlaid with agate, bit her lip, and stretched out her hand.

Feng Yao could clearly see that Ning Meiren's hands were cracked, and the back of her hands was also much rougher; moreover, there was obvious tremor when she stretched it out.But she just hesitated for a moment, and grabbed the rouge box from Feng Yao's hand.Then turned around and ran into the house again, closing the door with a bang.

This time Feng Yao didn't call the door again, but stood quietly at the door and waited.Sure enough, footsteps were heard again after a while, and the door was opened again. Standing at the door, Ning Mei was already smiling, her voice was a little nasal after crying, and asked, "Am I still looking good?"

Feng Yao looked at Ning Meiren, looked at the rouge she applied that was obviously not inside the lip line, and nodded.Then she walked over with a smile, took out a white silk handkerchief, wiped off the excess rouge beyond Ning Meiren's lip line, and raised her little finger to evenly spread the uneven rouge she applied.

Taking a step back, Feng Yao looked at Ning Meiren again, and said with a smile, "Okay, it looks better than before."

Ning Meiren looked at Feng Yao, looked at Feng Yao, and suddenly knelt down and began to cry.This time I cried louder than in the room just now, but the grievance and uneasiness could no longer be heard in the crying, but a kind of relief, a kind of relief that I can finally vent my pain.

Ning Meiren cried and murmured: "There is no mirror, not even a small bronze mirror. So...so I don't need this, and it won't look good if I paint it on." After finishing speaking, Ning Meiren just said that He squatted down and stretched out his hand towards Feng Yao, and handed back the rouge box that he had just taken from Feng Yao's hand.

"I have it, here it is." Feng Yao smiled and squatted down together, and took out a small round mirror from his pocket.The mirror is really small, only the size of an egg, it was specially made by the master Feng Yao asked Yu to visit, just for the convenience of wearing it around.After all, women love beauty.

Ning Meiren looked at the small and delicate mirror, her outstretched hand trembled even more.But in the end, I still grabbed the small mirror in my hand, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Come in and sit down?" Feng Yao asked softly.

"En." Ning Meiren nodded, then stood up.At the same time, he gave Feng Yao a hand.

With just a little effort, Feng Yao knew that today's trip to the cold palace would not be in vain.

Approaching the hut where Ning Meiren lives now, Feng Yao only saw a small wooden bed, a table and a chair.Nothing else.No, it's not completely absent, there are two laundry tubs in the corner, and there is a small shelf made of wooden boards by the door, on which there are two clay bowls and a pair of chopsticks.

But the bedding on the bed was fairly clean, the table was half new, and the oil lamp on the table was free from dust and sludge.The general feeling reminds Feng Yao of the homes of the poor people he saw when he was in the north.

Feng Yao thinks that Ning Mei is quite nice now, at least this place is like a "home" instead of a flashy palace.

Ning Meiren pulled back the chair and motioned Feng Yao to sit down.She herself came to the bed and sat down.There are indeed only two places in the house to sit.But Fengyao thought, if Ning Meiren let go of her grievances with her, she should invite herself to sit on the bed with her.

So Feng Yao didn't sit on the chair, but went to the bed and sat down next to Ning Meiren.

Feng Yao's action made Ning Meiren frowned, but she didn't drive Feng Yao away, she just moved her body to put some distance away from Feng Yao.

This time Feng Yao didn't follow closely, but smiled gently: "I really came to see you."

"Thank you Eldest Princess for remembering Ning'er." Ning Meiren's voice was not cold, maybe she was still thanking Feng Yao for giving her a mirror and a box of rouge.In a woman's heart, it is important to be able to finally grasp some traces of beauty.

Feng Yao thought for a while, she knew that she had to pay attention to her wording when talking to Ning Meiren.Surely you can't ask false words like "how are you?"What's more, a woman who is well-clothed and well-fed suddenly falls into this situation, and you still ask if she is okay, which is just a joke.

So Feng Yao asked directly: "What else do you need? Maybe I can find a way to bring it to you."

Ning Meiren also thought that Feng Yao would ask those embarrassing questions, and planned to answer her with accusations or sarcasm.It's just that I didn't expect Feng Yao to ask so directly and sincerely.

Ning Mei smiled wryly, let go of her guard, and murmured: "I want to go back to the past."

This sentence did not surprise Feng Yao, she knew that Ning Meiren's behavior was not considered as ambition, it could only be said to be a good expectation.But after thinking for a while, Feng Yao immediately replied: "Okay, I can help you."

"What?" Ning Mei froze completely.It wasn't dazed, nor dull, but the whole person was like a statue, silent for a while.

Feng Yao moved closer to Ning Meiren this time, leaned closer to her ear, and said clearly, word by word: "I said: I can help you go back to the past. Don't make me say it a third time. "

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