Mrs. Prime Minister

Chapter 285 Hongmen Banquet (1)
New Year's Eve.

The Chaohui had been on holiday as early as the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, so Feng Lanjin also stole a few days of free time to spend time with his wife and children at home.These days, the Green Bamboo Garden is the busiest place in Feng's house, and even Feng Lanxing, who hadn't seen him in the barracks for a long time, returned home.

Several children are hugged around, sometimes Yun Qing can't touch the packages of several children in a day.

People from the Bai family walked even more diligently. The old lady was not very agile but insisted on coming to see a few children every three or two days.As a result, Feng Xinyue came with the old lady as a matter of course.

The two families became closer.

That night, Feng Lanjin packed herself up early, and then dressed Yun Qing herself without anyone else's hands.

The banquet is being held at Youshi.

The night before yesterday, the sky began to snow heavily. In just one day and one night, a thick layer was laid. When you open the window, you will see a hard-covered world.

But Feng Lanjin's complexion was quite ugly.

Because Yunqing is still in the confinement period, the cold wind cannot blow.But look at the goose feather snow outside the window being blown wildly by the cold wind, how could she not be cold in such weather.

"Okay, we'll be fine if we wear something thicker." Yun Qing saw his gloominess, and took the initiative to add a thick cotton padded jacket, covering her body tightly with a big red cloak embroidered with tender yellow wintersweet. On the hat on the head, there are circles and circles of mink fur.She tied the straps of her cloak and put her hat on her head with a smile.Turned around in a circle, "Look, it's almost wrapped up like a bear, so I won't catch a cold."

To tell you the truth, she still feels hot in this outfit in a room full of braziers.

Feng Lanjin pushed her on the bed and sat her down regardless.Frowning, he looked around at her, and looked at the soft embroidered shoes under her feet with a slight frown.

Seeing his thoughts, Yun Qing quickly backed away.

"You can't change your shoes." What would it look like if she put on soft leather boots for her palace attire skirt?

"These shoes are not good!" He said with a determined face. "After a few steps in the snow, you will be completely soaked. The snow water is too cold, and we may not be able to return until some time. You will definitely be able to wear these shoes on your feet." It's going to be cold."

Yun Qing rolled her eyes, and she roared weakly, "I'm not as fragile as you think."

"That's not OK!"

His attitude is very firm.

Yun Qing had no choice but to let him change into a pair of soft buckskin boots that did not match her attire.

She thought with embarrassment, fortunately, the skirt was long enough to reach the ground, so she couldn't see anything wrong if she didn't walk.

After leaving the yard, a gust of cold wind blew in. Even though Yun Qing was wearing many clothes and sleeves on her hands, she shivered abruptly.

"Is it cold?" Feng Lanjin stood at the vent to block most of the cold wind for her. After thinking for a while, he dragged her into the room, found a bright red cloak, and covered her from the head.

"Huh? Feng Lanjin, I can't see anything like you."

She hadn't felt the cold wind in the house for a long time, so she couldn't adapt to it for a while, but it was not a big problem, and her mind could be clearer after blowing the cold wind.

"You are still in confinement, mother said that you can't see the wind, and you will suffer from headaches in the future."

Yun Qing's head was covered in a cloak, and her voice was muffled, "But how can I walk like this... hey——"

Before she could finish her sentence, she felt her feet dangling in the air, and Feng Lanjin hugged her with an exclamation, and his slightly smiling voice lingered in her ears.

"Then I'll be your legs and your eyes!"

She froze for a moment, her body softened and she stopped resisting.

Layers of hibiscus in the carriage were piled together, very soft, festive paper-cut couplets and red silk were pasted everywhere on the street, and everyone had a happy and comfortable smile on their faces, which was amazing. You can feel the festiveness of the New Year just by looking at it.

Feng Lanjin's complexion was not very good-looking.

Yun Qing clearly felt it, she moved her body and sat beside him, "Feng Lanjin, what's wrong with you?" He was exceptionally silent today.

He gently hugged her waist, his eyes were dark, and he answered subconsciously.

"fine."

Turning his head, he saw Yun Qing staring at him without blinking. He laughed and replied honestly, "I was just thinking about something."

"what's up?"

"Qing'er, what do you think about your premature birth?"

She rolled her eyes, "Fang Yu!" She had thought of this question long after the child was born safe and sound. Fang Yu was so abnormal that day, and she caught her way because she was not prepared.Later, when I thought about it, I realized that something was wrong. Miss Fang, who had never been angry and arrogant, actually put down her posture that day, and she didn't leave immediately after being ridiculed by her sneering words.

Thinking of that strange fragrance again, it was very difficult for her to guess even if she didn't want to.

"Why do you want to ask this?" She never asked about this matter, because she knew that Feng Lanjin would handle things well, especially when she heard the news of Fang Yu's death during confinement, she immediately understood that it was Feng Lanjin. Lan Jin's revenge.

Having said that, I have to mention Feng Lanjin's handling of Fang Yu's death.

He didn't hold a funeral banquet, and even directly cremated Fang Yu's body into ashes and handed it to Fang Ren.

Fang Ren was naturally impatient, and without even thinking about it, he made a big commotion and came to Feng Lanjin to make a theory. He lost his reason in middle age after losing his son and daughter, and came to Feng Lanjin with red eyes to settle accounts, and asked Feng Lanjin Jin must bury Fang Yu in Feng's cemetery.

Feng Lanjin had never been a master who could be bullied by others. Hearing Fang Ren's words, he just coldly stuffed the divorce letter in his arms into Fang Ren's hands.

When Fang Ren saw the divorce letter, his eyes burst into tears.

"Feng Lanjin, my good daughter married into your family, but she died in just a few months. I didn't ask you Feng's family to reason because of your father's face. Don't think that you are a yellow-haired child. I'm afraid." His hair was disheveled, he looked like a lunatic with red eyes holding the urn, and shouted at the top of his voice, "My daughter came to Feng's house by order, and there is His Majesty's order before her. , my daughter is a good girl, you are crazy if you say crazy? Now that she is gone, you ignored my feelings with her mother and burned my daughter's body for no reason, making her unable to reincarnate for the rest of her life. I don't agree with these You care about it, but you actually returned her ashes to our Fang family, and even sent a divorce letter right now!"

Fang Renqi's breath was not smooth, and he took a deep breath, but his body was still trembling uncontrollably.

Pointing at Feng Lanjin's nose, he cursed angrily, "No matter how many wrong things my daughter has done before she was alive, she is still the concubine that your Feng Lanjin Mingmei is marrying and carried in through the side door. Life is your Feng family's death is yours. You ghost of the Feng family. If you have a hard time burying my daughter today, I, Fang Ren, will never let it go!"

(End of this chapter)