Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 113 Terrible

Feng Zixu saw that his ninth younger brother's concubine was looking straight at Ruan Qingqing, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.The woman was wearing a red veil, so she couldn't see her face clearly.

But those eyes are very beautiful.It's dark and clear, with a touch of alienation, a kind of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Feng Jiuyou reached out and took Ruan Mianmian's hand, holding her fingers slightly, with a wicked smile on her lips, staring straight at Ruan Qingqing who was also staring at Ruan Mianmian in a daze: "Long time no see, three The princess is more and more radiant."

Ruan Qingqing's cheeks flushed slightly, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across her eyes, she leaned slightly towards Feng Zixu, and said in a gentle and pleasant voice, "Ninth Brother, I'm honored."

Feng Zixu was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he was staring at the ninth younger brother and sister, which made the ninth younger brother unhappy.A trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, and Feng Zixu coughed to cover it up.

"Ninth brother, it's getting late, let's all go in."

Feng Jiuyou glanced at Feng Zixu lightly, with a gloomy look on his brows.Ruan Mianmian lowered her eyes the moment Feng Jiuyou held her hand.

Just after Feng Zixu finished speaking, Ruan Qingqing suddenly spoke with concern: "Could it be that the ninth brother and sister have contracted a cold?"

Ruan Mianmian was taken aback for a moment, then said calmly, "That's true."

Ruan Qingqing always felt that those eyes seemed to be seen somewhere.But for a while, I couldn't remember it.Hearing Ruan Mianmian's words, there was also a puzzled expression on his face.

She had heard some rumors about Concubine Jiuyou, it was said that she was born in a brothel, but in just one month, His Royal Highness Jiu did not hesitate to offend Long Yan to marry her as his concubine.

She had thought that such a woman would be charming and enchanting.But looking at it now, it doesn't seem to be the case?

Feng Zixu turned his eyes and noticed Ruan Qingqing's expression was different, he quickly said: "Qingqing, it's really getting late, we should go in."

Noticing the look in Feng Zixu's eyes, Ruan Qingqing quickly withdrew her doubts.Smiling softly at Ruan Mianmian, she said gently, "Winter is especially cold, so remember to wear more."

Ruan Mianmian thanked in a low voice, and the four of them walked slowly towards the palace together.

The Weiyang Palace has already been singing and dancing, and the weather outside is very cold, but the Weiyang Palace is very gentle because of the earth dragon that has been prepared.

It was originally a royal family banquet, but the royal family has always been the most complicated family, and all kinds of banquets, more or less, have some purpose.

Ruan Mianmian sat beside Feng Jiuyou, lowering her eyebrows and lowering her eyes, trying to hide her existence.But from the moment she came in, she felt gazes from all directions.

If she hadn't had good concentration, if she had been the weak and deceitful Ruan Mianmian, she would have already changed her expression from fright at this moment.

He has tried his best to hide his existence, but he is still exposed in full view.Taking a short breath, Ruan Mianmian simply straightened her back, and sat there with a calm and elegant expression.

At this moment, it was already three rounds of drinking, and some people around began to whisper.

Although Ruan Mianmian's acupuncture points were sealed by Feng Jiuyou, her hearing was still very good.She heard what those people said, and she felt a little funny.

"Ah, look, that is Princess Jiuyou, whom His Royal Highness offended Longyan and married back."

"I saw her as soon as she came in. His Highness Jiuyou is so handsome and incomparable. What kind of beauty am I to be Princess Jiuyou? I want to meet you today, but you actually wear a red veil to cover your face. What a disappointment!"

"She's not wearing a mask, she's clearly trying to preserve her face!" A woman said coquettishly, "In my opinion, Princess Jiuyou is extremely ugly."

Everyone gasped, and someone questioned: "How is it possible? What kind of person is His Highness the Ninth Prince? It is said that the maids in the Jiuyou Palace are almost as beautiful as the empresses in the palace."

The woman said sarcastically: "Then tell me, if she wasn't ugly, why would she cover her face with a gauze on such an occasion today? Because she was born extremely ugly, this is obviously to save face."

"However, His Highness the Ninth Prince always only likes beauties. Otherwise, how could the Fourth Miss, who was born in the prime minister's mansion half a year ago, be taken care of by His Highness the Ninth Prince on the second day of their wedding?"

"That's right, the Fourth Miss from the concubine is said to be mediocre in appearance and dull. But even if she is a concubine, she is still the Fourth Miss of the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

"That's right, the present Princess Jiuyou might be born in a brothel. However, after being brought back to Jiuyou Palace by His Highness Jiuyou Palace, she became Princess Jiuyou within a month. If it wasn't for her outstanding appearance, how could she have caught the eyes of His Highness Jiuyou?"

"So what about outstanding looks? It might be okay if she married an ordinary person, but the person she married is the most beautiful man in our Fengtian Dynasty."

"Yes, His Majesty Ninth Prince's appearance, not to mention the envy of men, even us women feel ashamed."

"Shh, keep your voice down, if your words are heard by His Highness the Ninth Prince, take care of your life!"

The woman who spoke hastily covered her mouth, and at the same time quickly glanced towards His Highness Ninth Prince.Finding that His Highness Ninth Prince was leaning lazily on a chair and watching the singing and dancing in front of him, his eyes gradually became dazed.

Cursing the corners of her lips, Ruan Mianmian took a sip of the tea in front of her.Withdrawing the corner of his eye, he quietly waited for a while to leave the palace.

Linglong, who was standing behind her, naturally also heard those women's conversations, thinking in her heart if they saw Wang Hao's face, what expressions would they have?
"The king of Nanjun has arrived! The prince of Nanjun has arrived!"

After a song and dance, there was a commotion outside.

Everyone looked towards the door, Emperor Feng Zhao was sitting on a high seat with a smile on his face.On the slightly thinned cheeks, there was a little expectation.

Ruan Mianmian followed those people to the door, and saw two men coming in after a while.Nanjun Wangsheng's heroism is tall and straight, and in middle age, his heroism remains the same as before.

Feng Changxi was wearing a purple robe with dragon patterns printed on it, with a gentle smile on his face, and a faint alienation between his brows.

Ruan Mianmian looked at him, seeming to be thinner than before.

Just thinking about what happened in the small courtyard that day, anger and pain suddenly rose in my heart.As Feng Changxi, who kept a secret, how could he not know that the court would be in chaos before their wedding?
He clearly knew that there would be actions in those three days, and indeed sent secret guards around the small courtyard to protect her and Lian'er.But the person he sent was not his confidant, but the secret guard ordered by Emperor Feng Zhao to protect his son of Nanjun Prince.

Such recognition made Ruan Mianmian unacceptable, a coldness suddenly burst into his pupils, his fingers holding the teacup tightened slightly, and he quickly looked away.

"Now you know how scary he is?" Feng Jiuyou's low and mellow voice came from the side.

Ruan Mianmian turned her head slightly to look at Feng Jiuyou, and saw that his peach blossom eyes were deep, and the corners of his bright red lips were slightly raised, with a cool smile.

Ruan Mianmian sipped her tea, and there was a slight smile on the stunning face under the red gauze: "Is he not the only scary person?"

The slightly raised eyebrows were stained with a little laziness, Feng Jiuyou supported his chin with one hand, and held the wine glass in the other, with a lazy voice: "If it wasn't for him, how could I have succeeded so easily?"

Ruan Mianmian's chest was slightly suffocated, and she told herself from the beginning to the end that she and Feng Changxi had different positions.One is the master of the secret door, and the other is the son of the court prince.

Such two people, apart from being hostile, cannot have any other.

(End of this chapter)