The passing of the Seventh Prince brought endless sorrow to too many people. Feng Xiangrong, who had returned to the capital a long time ago, heard about this on the day she went to pay respects at Yao Xian's grave. From then on, she fell ill and could not recover.
An Shi brought Xiangrong to live in the Imperial Daughter's manor. The doctor from Hundred Herb Hall came to take a look and only said that it was due to depression. This was a mental illness and was not something that could be treated with medical treatment. In order for Feng Xiangrong to get better, she had to adjust herself mentally.
The matter of the Feng family's Third Young Miss almost marrying the Seventh Prince was not known by many people, but it was not completely unknown. There were even people who knew that Consort Yun personally went to Ji 'an Prefecture to deliver the betrothal gifts, but why this marriage did not succeed in the end, there was no way to know.
That doctor said to An Shi: "I'm afraid that Third Young Miss has a knot in her heart because of the matter with His Highness the Seventh Prince. Would you please guide her more, so that she can get better quickly."
But Xiangrong had always been stubborn. On the matter of Xuan Tianhua's passing, she was even more stubborn. No matter how An Shi tried to guide her, it was of no use. She was completely muddle-headed and spent most of her time lying on the bed, her breathing weak. Occasionally, with the help of her maidservants, she could sit in the courtyard for a while, but once she sat, she would be in a daze. She would even call His Highness the Seventh Prince to the big tree. She did not care if the big tree responded, she would just move a chair and sit in front of the big tree and talk to herself. Once she talked, she would talk for an entire day.
Madam An didn't know how many times she had cried in secret because of her daughter's illness. Her eyes were red and swollen all day long. She hoped that her daughter could get better, but she had tried all kinds of methods to no avail. The Fourth Prince Xuan Tianyi said: "The person who tied the bell needs to untie it, but the person who tied the bell is no longer in this world. But Madam, you do not need to worry. No matter what she becomes, I will receive it from below. I will definitely not let her finish her life alone."
In reality, Xiangrong was a kind-hearted child. As long as she could persevere, she would definitely not appear to others like this and cause her mother to worry for no reason. But now, she just could not control it. Sometimes, when those sorrowful emotions surged, she felt that even breathing was painful. Only death could release her.
But if she died, what would happen to her mother? A perfectly good girl was tormented like this, counting the days one by one. Every day, when she opened her eyes, she hoped that everything that had happened the day before was just a nightmare. She hoped that Xuan Tian Hua was still alive. She had thought that as long as that person was still alive, she could avoid him for the rest of her life.
She had vomited blood three times, but she kept it a secret and didn't tell anyone. She felt that she didn't have much time left. It was as if her life was being sucked out of her body every day. If this continued, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to live past three months. But she just couldn't understand. Back then, the fortune-teller had said that she and Xuan Tianhua being together was an ill-fated relationship that would bring disaster to the other party. She had clearly rejected the marriage and had clearly given up on the extravagant hope! Why was it that something still happened to Xuan Tianhua?
Xiangrong could not understand. No matter how she thought about it, she could not understand. Gradually, the hallucinations began to appear. This time, she did not feel that the tree was Xuan Tianhua, but she felt that the imperial daughter's manor was a large cage. There were iron bars all around, and she was a lamb that had been locked in a cage. She was waiting for the people outside the cage to raise their swords and slaughter her at any time. She wanted to escape. She wanted to go to the world outside the cage, but there were many, many guards at her side. What should she do?
Xiangrong thought about this problem very seriously for three days. Finally, three days later, while An shi went to Hundred Herb Hall to get medicine for her, she thought of a way to send the maidservants and gatekeepers away. Finally, she ran out of the imperial daughter's manor.
She did not know if the air outside was really different from inside the manor or if it was for some other reason, but after coming out of the imperial daughter's manor, she walked and walked. Gradually, her blurry consciousness began to clear up once more. The hallucinations were gone, and she regained her clarity. Xiangrong blankly looked at herself standing on the streets of the capital. Under her long dress, her feet were not wearing shoes. Just like that, she stepped on the ground. The cool Mid-Autumn weather caused her to shiver involuntarily.
Everyone on the streets was wearing white clothes. They were mourning for Xuan Tianhua. She did not know why, but she was wearing a light pink dress today. Standing in the middle of a group of people wearing white clothes, she was very eye-catching.
Someone saw Xiangrong's attire and became very angry. They stopped in front of her and criticized her: "Which family are you from? Do you not have a heart? His Highness the seventh prince has died, and the entire city is mourning for him, but you actually wore such colorful clothes and went out. What exactly are your intentions? "
Someone else said: "Forget it, we are willing to mourn, but we cannot force others. His Highness the seventh prince is such a good person. If he knew that we forced others to mourn for him, he would definitely be unhappy. "
The person that had spoken earlier was pulled away by their companions, but more and more people gathered around Xiangrong. This pink dress caused everyone to become angry. Everyone began to criticize her until Xiangrong covered her face and began to cry.
Finally, someone recognized her. That person said in shock: "That's not right! Isn't this the former Feng manor's third young miss? It's Royal Consort Yu's younger sister. "
"Is it her?" Someone did not believe it and walked closer to take a look. If this was not Feng Xiangrong, who else could it be! Thus they also loudly said: "It really is the Feng family's third young miss! Third young miss, didn't you have an engagement with His Highness the seventh prince? Why are you dressed like this and going out? "
Xiangrong did not know how to answer. The white and plain clothes that filled the streets were so glaring, allowing her to feel Xuan Tianhua's silent departure from this world even more clearly. Xiangrong covered her face and cried. All kinds of voices rang in her ears, but she did not want to hear a single word. She could not hear a single word clearly. She only remembered that she got up and ran away in a daze. When she woke up again, she actually ran to the entrance of Chun Palace.
Different from the outside world, Xuan Tianhua's passing did not have any expressions of grief in his own palace. There were no white banners, no white flowers, and no spirits. Even the guards guarding the entrance and the servants who occasionally walked past the palace were dressed normally. It was no different from when she lived here.
Xiangrong was in a daze. How many times did she wish that what she knew this time was just a dream. When she woke up from the dream, Xuan Tianhua would still be living well in Chun Palace. But everyone in the capital was in mourning, causing her to fall into despair once again. Unexpectedly, her dream actually showed signs at the entrance of Chun Palace. Since Chun Palace did not hold a funeral, did that mean that Xuan Tianhua did not die at all?
Hope rose up on her face again, staring at Chun Palace without blinking. She really hoped that Xuan Tianhua would walk out of that palace in a while. Dressed in white, calm and relaxed.
However, she did not see anything. Everything in Chun Palace was normal, but everything was not normal. There would always be servants who stopped and secretly wiped their faces, their expressions sorrowful. There would also always be guards who sighed softly, carrying endless loneliness.
Other than her, there were many people who looked towards Chun Palace. There were women and men. They were the same as Xiangrong, hoping to see the seventh prince walk out of the palace, then everything in this world would be normal.
Unfortunately, no one could make their dreams come true.
Someone spoke the truth: "It is useless even if we continue looking, His Highness the seventh prince is really no longer around. The reason why Chun Palace did not hold a funeral is because Consort Yun was not willing to accept reality. She firmly believed that her son did not die, so she ordered Chun Palace not to have any sorrowful atmosphere. But take a look, which one of the people in the palace is smiling? If he really did not die, why would they be so sorrowful. "
Xiangrong understood. So that was the case. So Consort Yun was the same as her, unable to accept this reality. So they were all deceiving themselves and others, using this kind of method to force that person to stay.
She was in despair. Her last glimmer of hope was finally shattered. She could not stay at the entrance of Chun Palace any longer and stumbled to leave. However, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood in a small alley not far away. Her vision blurred and she almost could not stand. Luckily, there was someone who supported her in time, preventing her from falling.
Xiangrong turned back to look, the person who supported her was actually the fifth prince, Xuan Tianyan. She was stunned and glanced at an unfamiliar girl next to Xuan Tianyan. She looked charming and her eyes were filled with emotions. Even her white clothes could not hide the natural charm she exuded. She was so beautiful that people could not help but want to take a few more glances.
She recalled the rumours she heard after returning to the capital. The fifth prince and Feng Fendai were done and he married many secondary concubines. The current Li Palace returned to how it was in the past, singing and dancing every day and night. As for that Feng Fendai, she lived alone in a small courtyard. She heard that she was so poor that she could not even afford to hire servants. She only had carrots, cabbage, clear soup and water all day, the only piece of meat she had was left for that younger brother of the same mother but different father to eat.
At first, she did not know if this rumour was true or false. Her health had always been poor and she did not have the chance to verify it. But every time she recalled how well the fifth prince treated Fendai, she felt that it must be people talking nonsense. No matter how insensible that girl Fendai was, at the very least, she knew that her engagement with the fifth prince was something that had been obtained with great difficulty. She had always treasured it and definitely would not seek death and cause the fifth prince to abandon her. Slowly, she forgot about those rumours.
But now, when she saw the girl standing next to Xuan Tianyan, the words that she had heard earlier returned to her mind. It was such that she blurted out in shock: "So you really did marry a secondary concubine and really don't want Fendai?"
Xuan Tianyan furrowed his brow and really wanted to explain to Xiangrong that it was not that he did not want Feng Fendai. It was that Feng Fendai did not want him. But when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back down. Looking again at the blood that Xiangrong had spat out on the ground, he felt even more that this was not the time to talk about his own matters, thus he did not reply to her question. He only asked: "Did you come out on your own? I heard that you were very ill, and even the doctors of White Herb Hall were helpless. I was thinking of visiting the imperial daughter's manor another day. "After saying this, he looked at the blood on the ground and said with a worried expression:" I will send you back! "
"No need." Xiangrong's expression sank. Swinging her arm, she broke free from his support. Looking again at the girl, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. She told Xuan Tianyan: "Although my younger sister has harmed me time and time again, in the end, she is still my younger sister. I always hope that she can live well. That's why Your Highness the fifth prince, regardless of who is right and who is wrong, since you already have another girl at your side, you should not worry about the Feng family's people. Xiangrong thanks Your Highness the fifth prince for his concern, but I hope that Your Highness the fifth prince will not speak of what you saw today. I am clear on my own health. As a man, I should not gossip. "
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