The second box in the wardrobe—

She clearly remembered that it was not a handkerchief in it, but some medicine that the lady went to Dr. Li’s place a few days ago. The lady asked her to get the medicine at this time, could it be-

This little episode was soon forgotten. The ladies sat together happily and tasted tea and chatted. Somehow they talked about Feng Qingchen. The Censor smiled and said to Qin: "Madam Qin, I don't know if there is a marriage for a noble daughter? I see this girl more and more like it. You have seen that boy in my family several times, but I don't think so..."

"What did Mrs. Cheng say? It's too early for Chen'er to talk about this. We still expect Chen'er to spend more time with us at home!" Qin did not understand what Mrs. Cheng said, but he pretended to be stupid and pretended not to know. He smiled and looked at his daughter with a loving and reluctant look.

"Mrs. Cheng, didn't your youngest son get along well with the girl Yanliu a few days ago? I heard that they all plan to marry her. I wonder when we will have this wedding wine?"

"Miss Yanliu...isn't that the famous courtesan of Fireworks Building? It's a shame to marry a brothel girl into the door..."

"Oh, but then again, who would like to marry the boy from the Cheng family? This is not a bad girl..."

These wives seemed to be talking, and they talked about it with each word, Cheng Yuran, the youngest son of the Cheng Yuran, was so playful and romantic, and his various bad deeds kept coming out of the mouths of the wives.

Suddenly, Mrs. Cheng's cheeks flushed, but she couldn't say a word of refutation. Who made her youngest son a famous wine and sweet young man in the imperial capital? Even the emperor had heard of his deeds. He didn't know how many tricks he had been beaten by the master for this matter, but he didn't change it. Now he is in his early twenties, but he didn't talk about a marriage. Those serious girls hid far away by listening to his name. She was so worried about this. Today, she saw that Feng Qingchen liked it so much that she mentioned it to Mrs. Qin, but unexpectedly she was treated as a joke. She was shy and angry and wanted to find a crack in the ground...

"Grandma, mom, this room is so boring. Chen'er goes out for some breath..." Feng Qingchen didn't want to continue listening to these ladies. If they knew that Cheng Yuran was just a romantic playboy on the surface, but actually talented and both civil and military, what would he react?

If Feng Qingyu from her previous life hadn't received help from Cheng Yuran, how could she have been defeated so thoroughly!

Jun Meng looked at the vicissitudes of pain on her face, and an extremely complex light flashed in her eyes.

Suddenly, Feng Qingchen stopped and looked at the sneaky figure in front of him frowned slightly, "Jun Meng, follow me and take a look, be careful not to be discovered." It was Hong Ling next to Aunt Ye. If she didn't stay with Aunt Ye, she appeared here sneakily. There must be a problem here, and she might be doing something harmful to others.

Jun Meng nodded and followed Hong Ling quietly. Feng Qingchen was the protagonist today. It was difficult for him to leave for too long. When he was about to go back to the house, he staggered, and his head felt dizzy and he felt like he was vomiting. She immediately thought of the old lady's cup of tea and those pastries, and a chill flashed in her eyes.

No wonder the old lady's attitudes towards her are so different. I think no one believes her even if she says it out. The old lady who cares and loves her so much, would have given medicine to her?

Since you want to humiliate yourself, I will help you!

Feng Qingchen's eyes flashed with a cold light, but there was a little more sarcastic and cruelty on his face!

As the sun sets, everything is covered with a layer of afterglow. Feng Qingchen sat alone on the stone stool in the garden, his face slightly pale, but his originally bright and dark eyes were a bit tired and drowsy. It was not until Qin Shi asked someone to invite her that she returned to the house with the help of Bai Zhi and Jun Meng.

"Chen'er, are you okay? Why is your face so pale? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Qin Shi looked at her pale face, and felt uncomfortable as if she was stabbed by a needle. She quickly asked someone to help her sit down and asked with concern on her face.

Feng Qingchen felt a warm feeling in his heart, and he pulled out a slightly far-fetched smile, "Mom, I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy, I'll rest for a while." Qin's worries warmed her heart and also made her full of apology. She understood her mother's temperament. If she knew that the old lady who she served was drugged her only daughter, she might be sad. She couldn't make her sad, and she couldn't make her know all this.

"Why do you feel dizzy? Mom, I'll take Chen'er back to your room to rest for a while." Qin's heart was full of worry. It would be uncomfortable if you say it was uncomfortable. Today is Chen'er's big day, how can something go wrong? Alas!

Seeing Feng Qingchen's haggard and unsightly appearance, the old lady showed a little worried expression. She asked Qin to take her down to rest. A light flashed in her turbid eyes. She let Agate put some sleepy medicine powder in the cup of tea. Judging from her condition, the medicine was probably on the rise. In this way, Yu'er could get to know the guests who came today on her later, and could suppress the scandals of the past few days and gain a good reputation for Yu'er. As for Chen'er, there were the queen and Qin Xiang who were behind him. It didn't matter if this opportunity was missing.

If Feng Qingchen knew the old lady’s thoughts at this moment, she would probably be very angry by her selfishness. It is rare for the old lady to plot against her own granddaughter so righteously.

After about an hour, the guests were almost there. Feng Qingchen and Qin were called by the old lady. The old lady looked better when she saw Feng Qingchen's face, but her eyes were dull and she seemed extremely unscrupulous. Seeing this, she felt relieved.

"Today is the twelfth birthday of Feng Qingchen, the eldest daughter of Feng Xiao, my Feng clan. The clan specially sent her a gift, where is Feng Qingchen?"

At the beginning of the banquet, an old man over 50 years old said in a loud voice. An old woman who was almost the same age as him stood beside him. Behind him, two servants each holding a tray covered with red cloth in their hands.

"Little girl Feng Qingchen has met his sixth uncle and third aunt!" Feng Qingchen stepped forward a few steps, stood quietly in front of him after saluting.

Feng Qingchen understood that this was the elders of the clan who came to give her some gongsha, which also meant that she would reach the age of being able to discuss marriage in the future. Only the legitimate daughters were qualified to enjoy this ceremony. This was a recognition of their identity by the elders of the clan.
Chapter completed!