Yao shi felt that Feng Yu Heng might have recalled the years in the Northwest. At that time, how could they have any time to celebrate the new year. Normally, they did not have enough food to eat or warm clothes to wear. Being able to eat a few steamed buns during the new year was already a very happy thing. At that time, she felt that she owed her children, but there was nothing that she could do. Now that she had returned, the days were a little better. It was the first new year, so she could understand Feng Yu Heng's feelings.
Thus she walked over to Feng Yu Heng and pulled her daughter into her embrace, as she also began to cry.
Feng Yu Heng knew that she had misunderstood, but she did not want to explain any further. There was nobody that could understand her feelings. Two different times, and they were at different points in time. She had no way of returning to her own time. That feeling of being far away from home was something that nobody could understand.
For a while, the atmosphere in the room became sorrowful.
Fortunately, a servant very quickly ran in with a smile. Seeing everyone in the room wipe away their tears, she could not help but be startled: "Madam, young miss, why are you all crying?"
Although Feng Yu Heng was a very special existence to the people of the Feng manor. Although they did not say it out loud, they were more or less afraid of her. But in the eyes of the servants of Tong Sheng pavilion, she was very amiable. As long as the servants did not make a mistake in principle, she would not blame them. Even if they accidentally broke a precious ornament, she would not punish them too much. In addition to the large amounts of money, everyone liked this Feng family's second young miss.
The servant directly tugged at Yu Heng's sleeve and shook it, saying: "Young miss, don't make dumplings for now. Quickly go to the yard and take a look! Let's go, let's go! "Without any explanation, she pulled Feng Yu Heng out.
Seeing Feng Yu Heng leave the room, everyone followed her out. Nobody thought that just as they stepped out of the room, they would hear a "bang" sound, as a beautiful firework suddenly exploded high in the sky. The large and colorful flower bloomed high in the sky. In an instant, it lit up the entire county princess' manor.
As this flower fell, another rose into the air. Peng, peng, peng. Flowers bloomed one after another. Everyone seemed to be immersed in a sea of flowers, forgetting where they were in an instant.
Feng Yu Heng was also shocked. The gorgeous fireworks made her feel as if she had returned to the 21st century. She couldn't help but ask the girl beside her, "Who is setting off fireworks?"
The little girl giggled and didn't answer. She just pulled on her sleeve and ran towards the front yard.
Everyone followed her and realized that the fireworks were set off in the open space in the front yard. Under the sea of flowers, a man in a wheelchair was looking in their direction. That person was wearing a purple robe and a golden mask on his face. When the firework lit up the sky, it immediately reflected the faint purple lotus in the hollow space between his eyebrows. It was extremely demonic.
Feng Yu Heng froze in place, staring straight at that person. That person also looked at her. The two of them stared at each other like this, setting off the splendid sea of flowers in the sky. Tenderness instantly warmed the entire residence.
"Young miss, quickly go over!" She didn't know which maidservant gave her a hard push, but she stumbled forward. That person went forward to catch her, and she just happened to fall into his arms.
Feng Yu Heng originally thought that she was a thick-skinned person, but in the end, her face still turned red and her ears became hot.
"Xuan Tianming, when did you come?" The sound of the fireworks in the sky was too loud. She raised her voice to ask him, "You entered my county princess' manor. Did no one come to report to me?"
Xuan Tianming smiled and pinched her nose. I came to see my wife, why would I need them to report to me? Besides, didn't you always say that you wanted a surprise? Look, does this count as a surprise?
Feng Yu Heng forcefully nodded her head, "It does." The attack of fireworks, even in the 21st century, could be considered romantic.
She happily thought about it. In the past, when she occasionally watched idol dramas, she felt that setting off fireworks was very silly. But now that it was her turn to be the female lead, she was truly defeated by this kind of romance.
"Thank you." She said, "Xuan Tianming, thank you. Originally, I was very homesick and wanted to go back to the place that belonged to me. But now that you're here, my heart is much more at ease. "She didn't care about sharing her feelings with him, and didn't care if he understood.
As for Xuan Tian Ming, he had already become accustomed to her saying all sorts of strange things. He was even more accustomed to her doing all sorts of strange things, thus he just scratched her little nose and said: "For the sake of spending the new year with you, I sent people two months ago to prepare some fireworks. Take a good look. Even in the imperial palace, it's very difficult to see such beautiful fireworks."
Feng Yu Heng forcefully nodded her head and looked carefully.
In fact, in her opinion, the level of craftsmanship in this era was much worse than the fireworks in her previous world. However, the meaning was different because this was a gift from Xuan Tianming and belonged to her. Her own things were the best. This was Feng Yu Heng's principle.
She suddenly thought of something and happily jumped up, "Xuan Tianming, I prepared a New Year's gift for you." As she spoke, she took out a sachet from her sleeve and handed it over, "You always say that I only know how to fight and kill, but you see, I'm also quite good at things like sewing and mending. Here, I sewed it myself."
Feng Yu Heng had used a needle and thread before, but she only sewed human flesh. Speaking of which, this was the first time she had actually used a needle and thread. But as she had said before, she could sew human flesh well, let alone a sachet. But sewing well did not mean embroidering well. If it were not for the help of the manor's servants, the two mandarin ducks would have been embroidered into ducks.
But Xuan Tianming still felt that it looked good and immediately hung it at his waist. He even nodded seriously and said to her: "Beloved concubine, it's very good."
Feng Yu Heng's small face became bright red once more.
Yao shi called Xuan Tianming to eat dumplings together. Even the attendant that had come with Xuan Tianming also mingled with the servants of Tong Sheng pavilion. Ban Zou was also called out by Feng Yu Heng and had him eat with Bai Ze.
For a while, Tong Sheng pavilion was very lively. Even Xiang Rong said: "The New Year's Eve dinner here is much more lively than the one in the manor."
Everyone was lively for a full two hours until everyone was a little tired. Only then did they think that it was getting late and that they should go to bed.
Feng Yu Heng personally sent Xuan Tianming out of the manor and helped him into the carriage. Right before the carriage set off, Xuan Tianming told her: "Our matter is a success."
Feng Yu Heng's heart moved. She knew that he was talking about the play that the eldest prince had put on during this period of time. She just did not know how he had said it was a success. But there was no rush. Either way, she would be entering the palace on the first day of the new year. She trusted that the answer she wanted would be revealed tomorrow.
That night, Tong Sheng pavilion was very lively. The fireworks that filled the sky could even be seen from the Feng manor.
Feng Fen Dai stood in the yard and looked in that direction. Her small hand grabbed the wooden pillar and peeled off a large portion of the paint on the outside of the pillar.
She definitely did not believe that Feng Yu Heng was the only one setting it off. Thinking about it, she knew that it was definitely the Ninth Prince, Xuan Tianming, that had come.
She just could not understand. What exactly did Xuan Tianming see in Feng Yu Heng? So what if they had been engaged from a young age? Based on his personality, would he not just withdraw when he said so? But why did he have to dote on Feng Yu Heng so much?
After Pei'er died, she no longer had a capable servant at her side. Two days ago, the Li Palace had sent someone over to give her a gift for the new year. They had even prepared some for the Feng manor, which allowed her to feel very dignified. The matriarch was very happy, but Feng Jin Yuan's attitude was not very clear. He was polite to the people of the Li Palace, but he did not seem to be too happy with her.
Aside from sending some things, the people of the Li Palace also sent her a maidservant. That girl was 16 years old, and her name was Li Luo. She was very beautiful, and her words and actions were very nimble. Fen Dai liked her very much.
At this time, Li Luo was at Fen Dai's side. Watching Fen Dai remove the paint piece by piece, she could not help but shake her head, advising: "It's cold outside. Fourth young miss should return to your room."
Fen Dai was angry and rushed to ask: "Say, why should he set off fireworks for her? Why can't I get one? "
Li Luo said: "If young miss likes it, just tell his Highness when you see him another day. His Highness loves young miss very much and will definitely satisfy young miss' request."
Fen Dai was stunned, and her heart could not help but tremble. She had nearly let it slip. In truth, she was wondering why His Ninth Highness would give one to Feng Yu Heng and not to her. Fortunately, there was still the relationship with the fifth prince. Li Luo naturally thought of this, which allowed her to let out a sigh of relief.
"Un." She nodded and stood up to enter her room. While walking, she said: "At a later date, I will definitely ask his Highness for some fireworks."
Fen Dai was in a bad mood, and Feng Chen Yu was also unhappy. This was the first new year that she had spent after the death of the Shen Clan. No matter what was said, the Shen Clan was still her mother. With the arrival of the festive season, how could she not miss them.
Now that the Shen Clan was gone, and that damned Feng Zi Hao had also died. The Shen family had suffered a series of attacks, and Yi Lin was no longer at her side. Chen Yu suddenly felt as though she was a lonely person. On new year's eve, she did not even have someone to talk to. Previously, she was the Feng family's daughter to the first wife. What sort of glory was that, but now … she raised her head and touched the wound on her head. Now, she was just an ugly girl whose looks had been reduced by 30%. How exactly should she continue on her path?
Xing'er lit a candle and walked over to her side of the bed. Placing the candle on the candlestick, she saw Chen Yu's sorrowful expression and could not help but advise: "Eldest young miss, thinking too much is harmful to your body. You absolutely must not think too much. Taking care of the wound on your head is most important."
From beginning to end, Chen Yu did not feel too close to Xing 'er. Although this girl had done a great deal for her, she was not like Yi Lin, who had been at her side for many years. Nor was she like Yi Lin, who had a close relationship with the Chen family. Now, even if she wanted to inquire about the Chen family, it would be harder than ascending to the heavens. Chen Qing was eldest uncle's only child. Now that he was locked up in prison, the imperial exam at the beginning of spring was wasted. Who knew if he could preserve his life.
"Tell me, does Feng Yu Heng deserve to die?" Chen Yu had to have someone to talk to. She could not just continue to hold it in. Pretending to be kind in front of others was already enough for her. If she still had to pretend to be kind behind others, then she might as well die.
Fortunately, Xing'er had already understood Chen Yu's true nature, thus she did not feel it was strange. She only went along with her and said: "Everyone that gets in eldest young miss's way deserves to die."
These words truly suited Chen Yu's temperament. "You're right. She got in my way, so I can only flatten her before I can continue. It's not just her. There is also Han shi. That child absolutely cannot be allowed to be born!"
Chen Yu fiercely gritted her teeth, as her face became twisted.
"Eldest young miss, do not get angry. You still need to enter the palace tomorrow, so sleep early tonight." Xing'er helped her tidy up her bed while saying, "Once you enter the palace, you will be able to see his Highness the eldest prince. His Highness treats young miss so well. If young miss has any grievances, you can tell him!"
Hearing this servant mention his Highness the eldest prince, the corners of Chen Yu's lips finally curled into a smile, as an idea suddenly appeared in her mind …
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