On the 29th of the twelfth month, the fire at Duan Mu An Guo's birthday banquet became an unforgettable memory for the people of Song Zhou. Especially to the people of the Duan Mu family, it was a disaster. It was a humiliation. It was also a source of fear that was buried deep in their hearts.
Prince Lian brought the topic to the fire, and Duan Mu Cong's expression immediately changed. The hand that was holding the cup of wine suddenly tightened, and his arm trembled. Even his eyes were burning with anger, as he said through gritted teeth: "This enmity, the Duan Mu family will definitely get revenge!"
Prince Lian let out a "pft" and laughed, "Revenge?" She wagged her finger, "I fear that it will not be possible! When I came here I heard that the fire was set by the imperial daughter of Dashun. She's just a young girl in her teens. As a result, you had so many people in your palace, yet you were unable to catch her. Instead, half of your forces were taken care of. With just this bit of ability, you still want to get revenge? "
In the art of conversation, the worst thing was to expose a person's shortcomings. A good conversation was fine, but if one could expose a person's shortcomings, they would not like to hear it. However, this Prince Lian did not take the normal path. She specifically chose the Duan Mu family's shortcomings and sore spots to poke at. How could she be accurate!
Duan Mu Cong nearly lost his mind from the anger. In the end, he was able to maintain a bit of clarity; however, he lost most of his reasoning. The people that originally did not dare offend Prince Lian now began to oppose her. Expose a person's shortcomings? He also knew how to "Hmph! At that time, Qian Zhou sent a divine archer to Dashun to kidnap the imperial daughter's younger brother. They wanted to use this to threaten the imperial daughter. What was the result? Didn't all of the elite guards and divine archers lose their lives, leaving only that child with a single finger? We're all about the same. Nobody should laugh at the other. "
Prince Lian covered her mouth and laughed. After a while, she said: "They were originally a group of stupid things; however, they wanted to contend with the Dashun that has been around for hundreds of years. If they don't suffer a few losses, how could they learn their lesson. Moreover, every debt has its debtor. They don't have the ability to fight with the Ninth Prince and Princess Ji An, yet they took action against a child. They're worthless. "
"Your Highness Prince Lian really is magnanimous." Duan Mu An Guo heard this and interjected, "Could it be that your Highness has forgotten how Princess Ji An treated Qian Zhou's Princess Ru Jia?"
The Lian Prince looked at him with raised eyebrows and said in confusion, "Ru Jia is royal brother's niece, not I's. Why should I worry about her? Moreover, with Ru Jia's personality, Kang Yi dared to bring her to Dashun. She clearly wanted her daughter to throw her life away. Her mother wants her life. How can I stop her? "
Duan Mu An Guo looked at Prince Lian for a while and did not speak. Duan Mu Cong, however, continued: "As I see it, Qian Zhou only wants a finger from Imperial Daughter Ji An's younger brother. That's letting him off too easily. That brat should be chopped up and stuffed into dumplings."
Prince Lian grinned and said in disgust and surprise, "So it turns out that Lord Lieutenant's son likes to eat this kind of human meat dumplings? Then that's good. The people that were burned to death in the leader's palace just happened to be chopped up for you to eat. They've even been roasted. The taste is even better. "
Duan Mu Qing had a deep understanding of what it felt like to be on a completely different level. He returned to his seat in defeat, secretly deciding that he would never say another word to Prince Lian.
At noon, the person that had gone to deliver the money to the Fu family and then went to Xian Zi Pavilion to retrieve the portraits returned. Kneeling in front of Duan Mu An Guo, he reported: "This subordinate went to the Fu family and found that there was indeed a daughter named Fu Ya. She was also chosen for the Illusory Hall's recruitment." As he spoke, he raised the three scrolls in his hand above his head, "These are the portraits stored in the Xian Zi Pavilion. Would my lord please take a look."
Duan Mu An Guo nodded and gestured for the servant to bring the portraits over. Feng Yu Heng raised her head, as though she wanted to expose her true appearance to allow Duan Mu An Guo to see it clearly.
The three portraits were opened by the three servants for Duan Mu An Guo to see. The girl in the portrait had delicate features and a calm expression. She did not smile nor was she sad. It was as though everything was unrelated to her. She was beautiful, but it was not the kind of beauty that was bright and beautiful. Instead, it was like an ice flower that was cold to the bone.
He then turned his head to look at Feng Yu Heng, who was standing behind Prince Lian. They had practically the same appearance, but she was a bit more lively than in the portrait. She also had a bit more vitality. But this was the most fundamental difference between the real person and the portrait. There was nothing abnormal about it.
Duan Mu An Guo furrowed his brow. Although the girl in the portrait was indeed Fu Ya, why was it that no matter how he looked at it, she looked like the one that had set the fire on that day? He asked the guard that had returned: "Is this portrait really stored in Xian Zi Pavilion?"
The guard nodded: "That's right. It's a portrait of the Fu family's daughter that was drawn in the Xian Zi Pavilion within three years. This subordinate personally saw the artist bring it down from the pavilion. There is even a date on it."
Duan Mu An Guo glanced at the date then did not ask any further. He could see that the portrait was real. If it had been drawn on the spot, the ink would not have been like this. Could it be that he had been overthinking it?
With this sort of doubt, the Hundred Family Banquet continued until the third quarter of the afternoon. When Duan Mu An Guo finally announced the end of the banquet, Feng Yu Heng reached out and poked Prince Lian, who had fallen asleep on the table. Frowning, she called out to her: "Hey, wake up."
The two maids holding the ice flower lanterns looked at her for a while, but they didn't say anything. Only one of them brought the ice flower lantern closer to Lian Wang. The cold air and the smell of incense from the lantern immediately woke Lian Wang up.
The girl took a couple deep breaths and stretched very comfortably. She then stood up and ignored Duan Mu An Guo, pulling Feng Yu Heng out of the hall.
Ever since Duan Mu An Guo expressed his desire to submit to Qian Zhou, Qian Zhou had set up a posthouse in Song Zhou. This time, Prince Lian had come to stay in Qian Zhou's posthouse.
Feng Yu Heng followed Prince Lian back to the posthouse. Right before leaving the Winter Palace, she did not see Ban Zou. She did not know if it was because he had changed shifts or if that guy had found a new job. Feng Yu Heng thought that Ban Zou should know about everything that had happened in the Winter Palace, right? Then at this very moment, could Ban Zou be hiding in a dark corner at her side? Just like in the past, he was her shadow?
"This cloak was just touched by Duan Mu An Guo. Take it and burn it." After Prince Lian entered the posthouse, she took off her cloak and threw it to a servant, "That old bastard Duan Mu An Guo has a smell on him. It's disgusting."
Feng Yu Heng felt that this was the case.
A room was given to her in the posthouse, and Prince Lian did not mention what she should do on a daily basis. It seemed that her treatment was not the same as that of a normal servant.
After Feng Yu Heng returned to her room, she lay down on the bed and closed her eyes to rest. Yesterday, she had undergone an emergency training in the Illusory Hall. She had practically not slept the entire night. In addition to this, she had been quite busy over the past few days. Now, she really was a little sleepy.
Unfortunately, she had only closed her eyes for a short while. Before she could even fall asleep, she heard a slight sound coming from the door. Immediately following this, someone sneaked in. Although the footsteps were as quiet as possible, they were still very loud to Feng Yu Heng's ears.
She faintly sighed and helplessly said: "They really won't even let me have a good night's sleep!" After saying this, she immediately sat up.
The person that had snuck in was given a fright by her sudden words. Letting out a shriek, they held their chest and repeatedly said: "You scared me to death. You scared me to death."
Feng Yu Heng rolled her eyes, "Your Highness Prince Lian, is something the matter?"
"Hah, it's not fun at all." The person that had come was Prince Lian. This person seemed to really like wearing red clothes. Although her clothes had clearly been changed, they were still an eye-catching red. Contrasted with her pale complexion, they appeared very out of place. "Would it kill you to just pretend for a bit?" While saying this, she took a sip of the red date tea in her hand. She then handed it to Feng Yu Heng: "You should also have a taste. It's very good to drink. It's good for your health and looks good."
Feng Yu Heng shook her head, "I'm still young. I don't need this sort of thing." She had a good impression of Prince Lian, and it was not just a little bit, but she needed to control the spread of this good impression because she was someone from Qian Zhou, and she was from Qian Zhou's imperial family. She had a great enmity with Qian Zhou's imperial family. In this life, she did not plan on letting go of a single person with the surname Feng, nor did she plan on letting go of the dogs raised by those with the surname Feng.
Feng Yu Heng retreated a bit, not wanting to get too close to Prince Lian. Although they were both women, the femininity that came from her bones still caused her to feel a little uncomfortable.
Prince Lian was not unhappy, only saying to her: "I had someone prepare some food for you. After standing in the Winter Palace for an entire day, you must be tired and hungry. That old bastard Duan Mu An Guo only knows how to do those useless things. He can sing and dance for so long. It's so annoying. "
Feng Yu Heng did not accept her good intentions, "I'm not hungry. I'm very full."
"Hm?" Prince Lian was puzzled, "When did you eat?"
"When you were sleeping at the hundred family banquet, I finished eating your fish." Feng Yu Heng spoke the truth. That fish was truly delicious. Even now, she was still thinking about it.
Prince Lian opened her mouth wide and looked at Feng Yu Heng with a look of worship: "My goodness, you really are good! You actually dared to eat your own master's fish in front of so many people. But, hah! Tell me, when you were eating the fish, what sort of expression did that old bastard Duan Mu An Guo have? "
Feng Yu Heng carefully recalled Duan Mu An Guo's expression at that time. After a while, however, she shook her head: "I can't remember. I was only focused on eating and did not look at him at all."
Prince Lian was a little disappointed, "Hah, you must have missed out on the most spectacular expression of the year. I'll tell you, Duan Mu An Guo's attention to fish is much greater than a living person's. Did you not see his expression when those two fish were brought up? Really, you should have taken a few more glances at that time or woken me up. Being able to see that old bastard eat fish is a wonderful thing. "
Feng Yu Heng was puzzled, "What sort of enmity do you have with Duan Mu An Guo? Also, why did you bring me over? Are you not afraid that I'm a bad person? "
Prince Lian waved her hand, "How could there be so many bad people in the world for me to deal with. I see that you don't look like one, so you definitely aren't one. As for the enmity between me and Duan Mu An Guo, hmph! " As she spoke, her expression became cold. In the blink of an eye, the cheeky smile that had been on her face was suddenly covered with a layer of frost. It was as though a person had turned into a ghost or a demon. It was as though the ghost stories that had been passed down for five thousand years had reached the most frightening part of the transformation. It caused people to tremble with fear.
Even Feng Yu Heng shivered, asking: "What's wrong with you?"
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