Feng Yu Heng felt her head swell. What the hell was His Highness the Seventh Prince?
Looking at the servant in front of her, she organized the ancient knowledge in her mind. Since she was in the palace, she should be a palace maid, right? No wonder the rules were much better than the servants in the Feng manor.
The palace maid seemed to understand what Feng Yu Heng was thinking. She still had a faint professional smile on her face, as she gave her some knowledge of the imperial family: "His Highness the Seventh Prince's birth mother was Imperial Concubine Zhao. Unfortunately, when she gave birth to His Highness, she died of blood loss. Consort Yun took His Highness the Seventh Prince to Winter Moon Palace and raised him there. Only when His Highness the Seventh Prince became of age did he establish his own manor. "
She nodded and understood. Like this, His Highness the Seventh Prince and Xuan Tianming were both Consort Yun's children. It was just that one gave birth and the other raised her.
"When was I sent to the palace?" She stood up and walked to the window. Pushing open the window, she looked outside. The sky was getting dark. "Was I the only one who entered the palace?" She was thinking about Huang Quan and whether or not Xuan Tianming knew that she had entered the palace, so she anxiously asked: "Where is His Highness Prince Yu?"
The palace maid patiently explained to her: "Miss entered the palace at noon. His Highness the Seventh Prince brought back Miss Huang Quan and a carriage driver. His Highness Prince Yu also came to see miss and left a message for this servant to tell you when miss wakes up. He will take care of the matters outside. Miss, please rest at ease. "
Feng Yu Heng calmed down. Since Xuan Tianming said that he would take care of it, he would definitely be able to take care of it. She would not have to face an interrogation after returning to the manor. The beliefs of the ancient people were too frightening. If this was the 21st century, playing until the middle of the night before returning home would not be considered much.
While they were speaking, another palace maid walked in with light steps. Holding a pair of shoes in her hands, she saluted her. After putting down the shoes, she said: "Miss, please change your shoes and move to the moon-viewing platform. Consort Yun invites you." She then left.
"Miss, try it on and see if it fits." The palace maid helped Feng Yu Heng put on her shoes, "The left foot is newly made. When his Highness the seventh prince gave the order, he specifically said that the material should not be too new. Only like this would it not stand out too much."
Feng Yu Heng secretly thought that His Highness the Seventh Prince was really meticulous. The newly made shoes were just right for her to wear. If she didn't carefully examine the patterns on her face, she really wouldn't be able to tell if they were real or fake. To be able to put in so much effort in just one afternoon, it was really rare.
"It fits perfectly." She stood up and took the initiative to pick up the washed and dried clothes. "Help me prepare water to freshen up. After I change, let's hurry to see Consort Yun. Oh right, call Huang Quan over. "
The little palace maid nodded and left after saluting.
Not long after, Huang Quan ran in. Seeing that Feng Yu Heng was getting dressed, he hurried over to help.
"Miss, you really scared this servant to death." Huang Quan still had a lingering fear, "Why did you jump into the river if you don't know how to swim?"
Feng Yu Heng rolled her eyes, "If I didn't jump into the river, would I have waited to be shot to death by a poisonous arrow?" Speaking of poisonous arrows, her eyes flashed.
In the end, who wanted to kill her?
"Oh right." She whispered to Huang Quan, "What's going on with His Highness the Seventh Prince? Why did he save us? "
Huang Quan patted his chest, "It's a coincidence. His Highness the Seventh Prince went to another province a few months ago and just returned to the capital today. He just happened to take the waterway. When we escaped to the river, we didn't notice that there was a boat on the river. Fortunately, we met His Highness the Seventh Prince, otherwise today … I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to escape. "As Huang Quan spoke, he lowered his head and his voice became softer and softer.
She was sent by her master to protect Feng Yu Heng, but Feng Yu Heng was forced to jump into the river under her watch. If her master investigated this matter, it would be difficult for her to escape the death penalty.
Feng Yu Heng knew what she was thinking. She gently patted her shoulder and said, "It's okay, I don't blame you. I'll talk to His Highness about it. Don't take it to heart."
Huang Quan's voice was choked with sobs as he whispered, "Thank you, Miss."
After Feng Yu Heng finished tidying up, she followed the palace maid and took Huang Quan to the moon-viewing platform to see Consort Yun.
But as soon as they stepped out of the bedroom, they heard the sound of a zither. It was as graceful as the sounds of nature, melodious, clear, and free.
Although Feng Yu Heng didn't know much about music, she could still distinguish whether it was good or bad. The zither music that entered her ears tugged at her heartstrings. She was afraid that with just a little bit more skill, it would be able to intoxicate the person listening to it.
Huang Quan was obviously no stranger to this kind of zither music. He faintly said, "It's His Highness the Seventh Prince."
She was slightly startled and looked for the source of the sound. Sure enough, under the old locust tree in the courtyard, a man was sitting cross-legged and playing the zither. His black hair was not tied up, but there was no sense of laziness. On the contrary, it was an otherworldly elegance.
As if he felt that someone was looking at him, the man gradually stopped playing and calmly finished the song. Then he put the zither aside, got up, and smiled faintly at Feng Yu Heng.
His picturesque face was like the lotus flowers that bloomed on the floor of the bedroom, calming people's minds and souls.
Feng Yu Heng brought Huang Quan to curtsy. "Greetings to His Highness the Seventh Prince. Many thanks to Your Highness for saving us."
His Highness the Seventh Prince, Xuan Tianhua, was the seventh son of Emperor Tianwu. He was also raised by Consort Yun, but he developed two completely opposite personalities from His Ninth Highness, Xuan Tianming.
Xuan Tianming was willful, arrogant, and isolated, while Xuan Tianhua was calm, elegant, and kind.
The two were not biological brothers, but they were closer than biological brothers. Xuan Tianhua's love and indulgence for Xuan Tianming were not inferior to their father and mother.
"It's nothing, no need to be so polite." Xuan Tianhua leisurely said, his voice as gentle as a breeze. "It's rare for Ninth Brother to have the intention to take a consort. I'm happy for you."
Xuan Tianhua was conferred the title of Prince Chun by Emperor Tianwu many years ago, but he rarely used the title of Prince and was still used to referring to himself as "I".
"Let's go. Mother is still waiting. I'll go with you." With these words, he turned around and walked forward. Feng Yu Heng brought Wang Chuan along and followed behind him. She just felt that the elegant figure in front of her truly did not fit in with the imperial palace.
The Moon Viewing Platform was the highest place in the entire Imperial Palace. It was said that it was specially built by Emperor Tianwu to welcome Consort Yun into the palace. It was built in the Winter Moon Palace for Consort Yun to admire the moon.
When Feng Yu Heng and the others arrived, Consort Yun was sitting on the platform eating fruit. She was clearly a thirty-six or thirty-seven year old woman, but she maintained her appearance so well that even a twenty-five or twenty-six year old woman would feel inferior. Feng Yu Heng couldn't help but sigh at the ancient way of maintaining one's appearance. It seemed that not every skill was improving.
Xuan Tianhua took the lead and stepped forward. He knelt on one knee in front of Consort Yun and respectfully said, "This son pays respects to Mother."
Feng Yu Heng hurriedly knelt down with Huang Quan and said, "This humble girl, Feng Yu Heng, pays respects to Consort Yun. Long live niangniang."
She glanced to the side and saw the Shen Clan kneeling next to a pillar in the main hall. Their backs were straight, but their bodies were trembling.
"Get up. The ground is cold. Don't keep kneeling." Consort Yun's voice was clear and crisp. It was completely unlike her current appearance of lazily sitting on the Moon Viewing Platform eating fruit.
Xuan Tianhua was the first to get up. Feng Yu Heng followed closely behind and stood up. Huang Quan also got up and retreated a few steps to stand to the side.
Consort Yun walked down from the platform. Her beautiful palace dress dragged along her long skirt. She was so beautiful that it was intoxicating.
Feng Yu Heng thought that the Emperor should dote on this imperial concubine a lot. Even if she was accustomed to seeing Feng Chen Yu's beauty, she could not help but sigh at the fact that there was always someone better.
"Mother, come sit over here." Xuan Tianhua naturally stepped forward to replace the palace maid. He supported Consort Yun to sit on a soft chair to the side. He then placed the plate of fruit in the palace maid's hands on the glass table in front of her.
Consort Yun reached out and picked up a peeled grape and placed it in her mouth. Only then did she open her mouth and ask Xuan Tianhua: "I asked you to teach my future daughter-in-law how to play the zither. How has your teaching been going?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Yu Heng had an understanding. She quickly saluted and replied: "It is this humble girl's fault for being stupid. After learning from noon until now, I have not been able to learn half of his Highness the seventh prince's skills." Consort Yun had found an excuse for her disappearance this afternoon. How could she not know what was good for her.
Xuan Tianhua continued to faintly smile and said: "How is it that younger sister is stupid. It's that my zither playing is too casual. There is no order to it."
Feng Yu Heng was completely speechless. Was this a rule passed down in the Xuan family? They all recognized each other like this? Over there, they called her wangfei. Here, they called her future daughter-in-law and younger sister. They didn't treat her as an outsider at all!
Imperial Concubine Yun carefully sized up Feng Yu Heng. There was not much of an expression on her face. It was neither cold nor warm, but the words that came out of her mouth were completely on her side: "Don't keep calling me a commoner's daughter. Since this One has recognized you as a daughter-in-law, just follow Ming 'er and Tian Hua and call me imperial concubine mother. Follow Tianhua and call him Seventh Brother. "
Feng Yu Heng hurriedly knelt on the ground: "This humble girl doesn't dare." This was a great grace for the ancient people. She didn't deserve it. Why should she be so good to her?
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Consort Yun's voice was still crisp. She deliberately raised her voice so that everyone in the hall could hear her, including the Shen Clan. "After receiving Ming's big betrothal gift, ben gong will recognize you as a daughter-in-law. Ben gong doesn't care which family you are the granddaughter of. Even if your ancestors were rebels, as long as Ming is willing, ben gong will also treat you as my own child. "
Feng Yu Heng's heart was filled with gratitude. She knew that Consort Yun's declaration was for the Shen Clan to hear. It turned out that it wasn't just Xuan Tianming's Imperial Palace Yu who was standing behind her. Even his mother could protect her to this extent. With such a family member, she had no regrets in life.
"This daughter-in-law thanks mother for her kindness." She kowtowed, her forehead touching the ground. She was sincere.
Consort Yun nodded with satisfaction. Xuan Tianhua personally helped her up. Feng Yu Heng said again: "Thank you Seventh Brother."
Xuan Tianhua just smiled but didn't say anything.
Consort Yun didn't carefully look at Feng Yu Heng until now. She carefully looked at her from head to toe and finally looked at her face. After a while, she said: "En, you are a child of the Yao Family." She pointed to another chair next to her, "Sit down."
Feng Yu Heng thanked her and sat down gracefully. She was neither servile nor overbearing. She was natural and unrestrained.
Imperial concubine Yun felt a little more satisfied.
"How is life at home?" Just like chatting about daily life, Imperial Concubine Yun suddenly asked this.
She smiled and answered: "His Highness gave this daughter-in-law a house. This daughter-in-law named it Tong Sheng Pavilion. It is good to live there."
Consort Yun's eyes were full of praise. She asked again: "Are your brothers and sisters still on good terms?"
She answered again: "My younger brother, Zirui, is already six years old. He is very smart and considerate."
Imperial concubine Yun leaned forward and bowed: "Is everyone in the family doing well?"
Feng Yu Heng's face showed loneliness: "They are far away in Huang Zhou. I haven't seen them for many years."
Consort Yun suddenly stood up. She couldn't hide the smile on her face. She looked at Feng Yu Heng and nodded. She said three times: "Good! Good! Good! "
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