Qian Fengshou held the two marriage notes and walked back. It was as if his legs were filled with iron, each step was very heavy. The words of the Feng Shui master kept repeating in his mind, what match made in heaven? This was a preordained disaster!
"A preordained disaster!" Qian Fengshou hated that he could not slap himself! What did he promise! He had to rush to accept this task. He originally thought that this was a good thing to promote marriage, but he did not think that it would become a hot potato. How should he report this to Consort Yun? Although that Consort Yun looked like she was easy to talk to, who in this world did not know that she dared to argue with the Emperor for over 20 years. Even the Emperor could not do anything about it. If she got angry, how serious would it be?
Qian Fengshou walked while thinking about what to do about this. After thinking about it, he decided to first find a way to meet Feng Yu Heng alone and tell her the truth to have Princess Ji An help resolve this.
He entered the imperial daughter's manor with this thought. At this time, it was noon and everyone was eating in the parlor. It was not good for him to disturb them, so he waited in the outer courtyard. But before Feng Yu Heng arrived, Feng Xiangrong arrived.
When Xiangrong arrived, she had a smile on her face and her cheeks were rosy. She looked completely like a young daughter waiting to get married, which was very pleasing. When she saw Qian Fengshou, she said: "I heard the servants say that Lord Qian has returned. Her Highness is still eating lunch and everyone else is accompanying her. Only I am free, so I came to ask Lord Qian about the match?"
Qian Fengshou was dazed when he saw Xiangrong. Holding the two marriage notes and the profound words written by the Feng Shui master, he began to tremble. His expression was not good and he stammered for a long time, unable to answer.
Xiangrong was also stunned. Looking at Qian Fengshou's appearance, she was puzzled and asked: "Lord Qian, what happened? Aren't the matched eight characters in your hands? Quickly let me take a look. "
Qian Fengshou subconsciously took a couple steps back and even placed the marriage notes behind his back. Once this movement was made, Xiang Rong immediately understood that there was definitely something going on here. Her heart immediately became cold, as a bad premonition filled her heart.
After going through so many things, the current Xiangrong was still calm, she was not in a hurry to ask Qian Fengshou, instead, she ordered the servants in the house: "All of you can leave first! I have something to say to Qian daren alone. "It was only after the servant left that she turned to Qian Fengshou and said," Qian daren, if you have something to say, there is no harm in saying it directly. If there's really a problem with the Eight Characters, you should have told me directly. After all, one of the two invitations is mine. "
She was trembling as she spoke, and there was a hint of despair in her voice. If there really was a problem with her horoscope, the marriage that she had fought so hard for would be ruined.
Qian Feng watched Feng Xiangrong, his mood was also very complicated. His Highness the Seventh Prince was like a deity and was the dream of almost every woman in the world. Everyone wanted to marry into the Chun Palace. The Feng family's third young miss had already reached this step, so how could she easily give up? But if she didn't give up, what would she do if the result of the Geng fitting came true? Would these two people be in danger?
Qian Fengshou was in a difficult position, but Feng Xiangrong had forced him to this extent, he had to say it even if he didn't want to. Without any other choice, he could only hand over the letter written by the geomancy master, saying at the same time: "To be honest with Feng family's third young miss, the master's horoscope said that the marriage between the two of you … … is a disaster."
"Disaster … …" Xiangrong's body trembled, almost falling to the ground. Luckily, Qian Fengshou supported her. He wanted to say a few words of advice, but when he opened his mouth, he did not know what to say.
Xiangrong stood there in a daze, not speaking for a long time. Only when Qian Fengshou was afraid and wanted to go out to call people to see if something had happened to this third young miss, did he hear her mutter, saying to Qian Fengshou: "Qian daren, I will keep this letter. The matter of a disaster occurring today, you cannot tell anyone about it, do you understand?"
"This … …" Qian Fengshou frowned, feeling very troubled. He told Feng Xiangrong: "Third Young Miss, This Official knows that you have deep feelings for His Highness the Seventh Prince, for this marriage to be successful, I'm afraid that it took a lot of effort. Now that a disaster has occurred, it is understandable that you are not willing to accept it, but you cannot just suppress this matter like this! That master who wrote the horoscope is very famous, his horoscope is not wrong, if you forcefully suppress this matter and act as if nothing happened, then forcefully get engaged with His Highness the Seventh Prince, I'm afraid … … I'm afraid that something will happen! "
He was just short of saying that he was afraid that something would happen to His Highness the Seventh Prince. Ever since Feng Xiangrong said that she wanted to hide this matter, Qian Fengshou's impression of her was greatly reduced, thinking that Feng Xiangrong had gone crazy wanting to marry the Seventh Prince, even if their horoscope was incompatible, she still wanted to marry him. If she was harmed, she deserved it, but if she harmed His Highness the Seventh Prince, that would not be worth it.
Qian Fengshou shook his head as he spoke, "No, no, This Official definitely cannot agree to this matter, I hope that Feng family's third young miss will be magnanimous enough to forgive."
Xiangrong looked at Qian Fengshou, only reacting to what he meant after a long time, she could not help but smile bitterly: "Lord Qian has misunderstood, ever since I met His Highness the Seventh Prince for the first time when I was ten, how could I possibly harm him? I would rather die than let anything happen to him. It's just that Lord Qian, you don't know, His Highness the Seventh Prince is sometimes even more stubborn than me, how could he give up on something that he has decided on just because their horoscope is compatible? "
Qian Fengshou did not understand, "Then Third Young Miss means … …"
"Since it's a disaster, then I cannot let this marriage happen no matter what. But even if it doesn't work, I still need to think of a way, just based on this horoscope is not enough. " Xiangrong said while stuffing the Feng Shui master's letter into her sleeve pocket, then said to Qian Fengshou: "Lord Qian, don't worry, just give me one day, tomorrow morning I will let Consort Yun give up on the marriage proposal. Don't be anxious, if something really happens tomorrow, it's not too late to tell this to my Second Sister and His Ninth Highness. "After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, not staying in the hall any longer.
Qian Fengshou watched Xiangrong's back as she left, only regaining his senses after a long time, then he could not help but sigh: "If what she said is true, then this girl is worthy of His Highness the Seventh Prince making a promise to her! She is worthy of being Princess Ji An's younger sister! "But how could she persuade Consort Yun to give up? Qian Fengshou was looking forward to it.
Xiangrong walked back to the Flower Pavilion, the first half of the journey was like she had lost her soul, but the second half of the journey was back to normal, after sitting down again, she even smiled and said to Feng Yu Heng: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, is Second Sister going to prepare a banquet?"
These words caused Consort Yun to cheer: "Of course we need to prepare! We chose this day to come to the fief, it's to make it in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival! First, it's to allow the Third Girl to reunite with Mother, second, it's to allow us in-laws to have a formal meal, setting the marriage of the two children. "
An Shi had already agreed to the marriage, so she did not feel awkward, hearing Consort Yun say this, she also said: "Your Highness is right, Xiangrong will be of marriageable age next year, it's quite rushed, there are many things that need to be prepared in advance. We do not have a residence in the capital, when Xiangrong marries, she needs to have a maternal family … … "As she spoke, she said to Feng Yu Heng:" Second Young Miss, I am planning to buy a residence in the capital, it will be a little more stylish, after all, Xiangrong is married to His Highness the Seventh Prince, we cannot lose face for the child too much. Although I have always lived in Ji 'an Prefecture, I still need to have a place to stay when I go back occasionally, it will also allow Xiangrong to have a maternal family in the capital. "
An Shi's plans were very thorough, Feng Yu Heng approved of the matter of buying a residence, but she also had her own thoughts about Xiangrong marrying in the new residence: "I will help choose a residence after I return to the capital, but when Xiangrong marries, I think it would be better if she marries from the Imperial Daughter's manor. My younger sister, either way, I cannot let others look down on her, I need to let everyone in the capital know, the official princess of the Chun Palace is not without anyone to rely on, she is my, Feng Yuheng's younger sister, no matter what time it is, I, Feng Yuheng, will be her pillar of support, her status is not low at all, it is not lower than any of the daughters of the noble families in the capital! "
Feng Yu Heng's words were equivalent to giving Xiangrong the most solid support, with this kind of support, Xiangrong was no longer just a small daughter of a concubine in the Feng family, she was Princess Ji 'an, Royal Consort Yu's younger sister, marrying from the Imperial Daughter's manor, it was equivalent to Feng Yu Heng announcing this "decision" to the world. With this kind of elder sister to rely on, it was enough for her to do whatever she wanted in the capital.
Hearing this, An Shi was moved to tears, Xiangrong also wiped away her tears, but it was not because Feng Yu Heng had moved her, it was because she was going to lose this glory in the end. That Chun Palace was destined to pass by her.
This lunch was also very lively, after the meal, Consort Yun even asked why Qian Fengshou was not back yet, the people advised her not to be anxious, only then did she accept her fate and return to her own courtyard to rest.
Xiangrong stood behind the people, watching them leave one by one, she felt a sense of desolation. She thought that this was her fate! Her fate had flowers blooming, giving her the biggest surprise and amazement, but in the end, she could not keep the flowers from blooming forever, when the autumn wind blew, the flowers withered and wilted, when she looked up again, it was still desolation.
"Something on your mind?" Feng Yu Heng deliberately walked slowly, waiting for Xiangrong, when Xiangrong walked past her, she suddenly asked this.
Xiangrong was shocked, turning around and seeing that it was Feng Yu Heng, uneasiness rose in her heart. This Second Sister always seemed to be able to see through everything, causing people to be unable to hide anything in front of her.
But today's matter … … she still had to give an explanation to Consort Yun first. Moreover, she had already made up her mind, she did not want to complicate matters. So she could only bite the bullet and say to Feng Yu Heng: "If there is something on my mind, it is related to this marriage, Second Sister, don't worry, I am just a little anxious."
Feng Yu Heng patted the back of her hand: "Don't think too much, no matter what happens, take one step at a time. You don't know what is ahead, only when you walk over and see it with your own eyes will it count. So, worrying about the future is meaningless, moving forward boldly is the most important thing to do. "
Her words were vague, and Xiangrong did not know how she should listen, so she just nodded vaguely, then said: "I want to go and see Her Highness Imperial Concubine Yun. Second Sister, I will not speak with you for now."
Feng Yu Heng nodded: "Go ahead!" Then she smiled and gently pushed Xiangrong, watching her walk in the direction of Consort Yun's courtyard, until her figure could no longer be seen, then she frowned and said softly: "I keep feeling that this marriage will not succeed! I don't know if I'm thinking too much. "
Reality proved that Feng Yu Heng did not think too much, when Xiangrong saw Consort Yun, she immediately knelt in front of her, the first thing she said was: "Forgive me, Your Highness, Chun Palace … … Xiangrong cannot marry!"
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