The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 4
Feng Yao walked over slowly and stood beside Mo Li.It wasn't the first time that he was so close, but it was the first time to look at him seriously. Although it was just a profile, I have to say that the siblings of the Mo family are both beauties.Even, Moli is prettier than his sister...

"Princess also enjoys flowers?" Mo Li suddenly turned his head and asked, as if he meant something else.

Feng Yao gave a "hmm", looked around to see that this was the door of Yuexi Pavilion, boldly stepped forward, and asked bluntly, "You want to be the second imperial sister's son-in-law?"

"No." Mo Li shook his head, his eyes fixed on Feng Yao.Although he didn't talk much, Feng Yao found something flashing in his eyes, which he couldn't understand or guess.

Facing Mo Li's eyes, Feng Yao asked again: "Then do you want to be a son-in-law?"

Mo Li smiled, he probably knew that he looked good when he smiled, and there was some confidence in that smile, "I think."

"..." Feng Yao fell silent.

There is a tree of peach blossoms, and the two face each other.While the breeze caresses the petals, it also seems to be tugging at Feng Yao's heartstrings.It can only be said that she understood what he meant.

When Mo Li was about to go back, Feng Yao "unintentionally" said: "Why do you always like to wear white?" The voice and tone did not sound like doubts, but questioning.Feng Yao never liked white.

"Princess, it's raining, close the window." When Zi Ying entered the room and closed the window, she saw Feng Yao lying on the window sill as usual, needless to say, she must be looking in the direction of Yunqi Pavilion.

Ziying was curious, so she also took a glance outside, and saw an oil-paper umbrella in the center of the courtyard. Under the umbrella, a slender figure was wearing a purple Confucian shirt.As the rain got heavier, his clothes from his waist down turned dark purple, but he still stood there motionless.

"It's been three days, a new dress every day, and the color is always different. He just stood in the yard to show the princess the clothes?" Ziying laughed, raised her hand and went to close the window.

Feng Yao got up and turned back to the side, let Zi Ying close the window tightly.The raindrops hit the window paper and "cracked".

Luluo came in with a jar of honeydew pear paste, and sighed when the window was closed.Feng Yao raised his eyes and asked her: "What are you sighing about?"

"If the princess is unintentional, don't disturb those irrelevant thoughts. Now that the window is closed, my heart and liver are still drenched in the rain."

"My heart and liver are stored in my stomach." Feng Yao took a sip of the pear paste and pushed it casually: "It's not sweet, there is less honey."

"Osmanthus honey is sweet, we don't have it in Yuexi Pavilion." Lu Luo bravely said something, and ran away holding the jar of pear paste.

Feng Yao casually threw the spoon in his hand, but didn't hit her.

In the next half month, from the dawn to the sunset, there was always such a slender figure poking in the courtyard of Yunqi Pavilion opposite.It's just that the colors of the clothes are different every day, but there is no white one.

Zi Ying was smiling and the first thing in the morning was to open the window for Feng Yao, and then it was better than talking about Mo Li's clothes yesterday.

Feng Yao eats when he eats, drinks tea when he should, and doesn't speak, just listens to Zi Ying's non-stop chatter, but he doesn't make any movements.Even Ziying and Luluo couldn't understand their master's temper.

Another morning, Zi Ying pushed open the window and looked in the direction of Yunqi Pavilion as usual, but she said "ah" and turned to Feng Yao: "He didn't come."

"En." Feng Yao sat in front of the dressing table and looked at himself in the mirror, as if he was explaining to Ziying, and also as if he was saying to himself: "Today is the day when the second imperial sister chooses a son-in-law."

"Princess let him go just like that?" Zi Ying walked over a few steps, obviously a little anxious.

These days, looking at the lonely figure in the yard softened her heart, but the princess still looked at it every day, why did it last until this time?Don't you really have that thought?

"Puchi..." Feng Yao actually smiled at the mirror, "Can I not let him go?"

"That's right." Zi Ying also imitated her elder sister's way and sighed: "The second princess has been choosing a son-in-law since a month ago, and the emperor must be very fancy. Whoever is allowed to go is whose fate."

"It depends on his good fortune." After Feng Yao finished speaking, he took out a pair of silver beaded earrings from the red sandalwood dressing box and put them on. He shook his head, as if feeling heavy, he took them off and replaced them with two small ones. Pearl Pendant.She combed the bangs on her forehead again with an ivory comb, and then she called Zi Ying: "Bring me the lotus root pink dress I just made."

"The princess is going?" Zi Ying was surprised, but she still went to get clothes from the closet.

Although the color of that dress is bright, but the workmanship is complicated, no matter how you look at it, it is not suitable for ordinary wear. Now the princess wants to wear this skirt, because she intends to see the second princess choose a son-in-law.

"Why are they all sisters, and it's a rare excitement, so I naturally have to go to congratulate you." Feng Yaoping stretched out his arms and asked Ziying to put on her clothes, and then specially tied a palm-width pink satin ball embroidered with lotus patterns The belt made the slender waist even more uncomfortable to hold.The originally immature body also looked a lot taller.

"The princess is really a beauty. In two years' time, she will definitely be the number one beauty in the Fengjue Kingdom. By that time, the choice of a consort must be a high-end colorful shed. Look at those princes and sons who are crushing their heads."

Zi Ying tidied up the front and back of the dress again, and after making sure everything was in order, she asked Feng Yao, "What fragrance is there today?"

"Osmanthus fragrans, I prepared it for the princess early in the morning." Luluo entered the door at this time, and continued the conversation.

"You're the one talking too much." Feng Yao spat at Lu Luo, but when Lu Luo brought the incense slice to her mouth, she still swallowed it.

Luluo and Ziying, together with four maids and four servants, took the gifts they had prepared before and followed Feng Yao, walking towards the "Zixia Garden" in the south.

Zixia Garden is the largest of the nine imperial gardens, it is located near the front, and it is only opened during palace banquets, and Feng Yao does not usually come here to play.

Feng Yao counted the time silently, just as the second princess Feng Man was coming from the other side with the emperor, Feng Yao went up to meet her.

"Yao'er pays respects to Father. Congratulations to Second Sister Huang." Feng Yao's brows and eyes were curved with a smile, and after saluting, he went to pull the sleeve of Second Princess: "Second Sister is really beautiful today. Which embroiderer made this dress?" The handwork is really fine."

Although Feng Man is only a few months older than Feng Yao, but she is plump and tall, at first glance she looks like a young girl.Standing with Fengyao, Fengyao looks exquisite, a little beauty like a dough.

Seeing Feng Yao coming, the emperor seemed surprised.But after looking up and down, and seeing that Feng Yao is just a little girl with a warm heart, he is not displeased.He just coughed, indicating that Feng Yao should restrain himself a little, after all, today is Feng Man's choice of son-in-law.

Feng Yao hastily withdrew his hands, pinched his sleeves, and held his grievances in a low voice: "Father is so biased, I only go to sit in Yunqi Pavilion, but my Yuexi Pavilion is only in the adjacent courtyard, but I have never seen Father come here. .”

(End of this chapter)