In late spring, the Sophora japonica trees are blooming, and the third month has passed.
In the blink of an eye, it’s July 15th again, which is the day of Xuanchen Mandrill’s birthday.
In the past three years, every time this day comes, Feng Shuiqing is always on tenterhooks and restless.
The same is true today.
Perhaps it was the incident three years ago that had a knot in her heart, and she was always worried that the devil would quietly pass away in his sleep.
Fortunately, nothing unusual happened.
In the past three years, every July 15th, Feng Shuiqing would personally make a birthday gift for Yuanchen Mandrill.
In the first year, she sewed a sachet and put some soothing herbs in it, hoping that he could sleep peacefully in his dreams.
The next year, she embroidered a rhopa, on which a pair of mandarin ducks were crooked, with thick necks and big brains.
Feng Shui Qing still smiled and sat on the edge of the couch and said, "Hey, Demon King, if you see this veil, you will definitely laugh at me again! You said I embroidered the right duck!"
This year, she made rice porridge for him with her own hands and mixed vegetable puree into it. It was so green and beautiful!
Before feeding, Feng Shuiqing tasted it herself and it tasted pretty good! Much improvement!
It was late at night, and while she was feeding him, she muttered happily: "Look how much my skills have improved now, right? I've learned a lot of new dishes recently! Demon King... wake up soon, then I'll
I’ll make it for you to eat!”
"You little girl! It's just the simplest rice cereal and boiled vegetables. How stupid would you be to make it taste bad!" Feng Yunzhi stepped over the threshold and couldn't help but joke.
"Oh! Second brother! Don't tell me!" Feng Shuiqing's little face wrinkled up and she was so angry that she wanted to throw the spoon away!
"Hahaha!" Feng Yunzhi sat on the edge of the couch, took a handkerchief and wiped Hyunchen Mandrill's mouth, and said jokingly: "Brother-in-law! Don't wake up, my second brother has tasted all the dishes this girl has cooked recently.
Yes, it almost killed me!"
"Second brother!" Feng Shuiqing reached out and grabbed the second brother's head!
But Feng Yunzhi grabbed his wrist, "What?! Why don't you let others complain if you cook something terrible? You unreasonable little girl! Then the second brother won't let them in!"
"Ah?!" Feng Shuiqing took back his hand, puzzled by what his second brother said, "Who's coming in?"
"Qingqing!"
"Princess Princess!"
Smelling a familiar voice, Feng Shuiqing quickly turned around, it was Blade Blood and Xia Ying!
"Ouch! Sister Yuhu! Blade blood!"
She screamed with excitement! She put the bowl and spoon in her second brother's hand and threw herself directly into Xia Ying's arms, "Sister Yuhu! Why are you here! I miss you so much! We haven't seen each other for a long time..."
"You little girl! You are nineteen years old and you still cry so easily! Stop crying!"
Xia Ying's eyes were red and she wiped away her tears.
"Princess! Hehe... Our little Yingying talks about you all the time! We finally get to see you this time, hahaha!" Blade Blood still looked like he was in need of a beating, and put his arms around Xia Ying's shoulders affectionately.
"Why are you here?" Feng Shuiqing asked with a smile while filling tea for them, "Now that the national mourning has passed, it's time for you to get married! It's just..."
She turned back and looked at the peacefully sleeping Demon King, "Now that Mandrill hasn't woken up yet, I'm afraid I won't be able to go. But...I will definitely deliver the gift! I prepared it early! It's super generous!"
When business came up, Renxue and Xia Ying looked at each other, their joyful eyes tinged with sadness.
Ren Xue's expression became serious and he spoke in a deep voice: "Since we received the news that His Highness was asleep, Xiao Yingying and I decided not to hold a wedding banquet for the time being. We thought that it would not be too late to wait until His Highness wakes up."
Seeing Feng Shuiqing's eyes getting redder and redder, Li Xue changed into a mean expression, and his tone also raised three points:
"Hahaha! Xiao Yingying and I have signed the marriage certificate! We are officially husband and wife! The wedding banquet is just a formality! Isn't it~ My beloved wife!"
After saying that, Xia Ying kissed Xia Ying on the face. She was so embarrassed that she raised her fist and punched his chest hard, "In front of the princess and the second young master! Don't be such a hooligan!"
"Hahahaha..." Feng Shuiqing smiled with joy and relief, and his heart felt warm...
Blade Blood Follows
A few years ago, the two had become friends through life and became brothers. Blade Blood had long regarded the Demon King as his elder brother.
Now that the Demon King has fallen into a deep sleep, Ren Xue must be afraid that her sister-in-law, who has never married, will be sad to attend the wedding banquet alone.
presumably……
It’s a waste of time to wait for Hyunchen Mandrill to wake up and attend the banquet.
Worry about her feelings.
On weekdays, Blade Blood seems heartless, and he is always not serious and likes to make jokes.
That heart is better than a clear spring.
Clear and clean, soft and delicate.
"You brat! You're back!" Hearing the movement, Ling Ao also entered the room.
After bidding farewell to Dongchang, he also missed Blade Blood very much.
During the decisive battle, Blade Blood even risked his life to protect him. If not, I'm afraid he would have...
"Oh! Hahaha... isn't this Xiao Lingzi! I haven't seen you for three years and you still haven't changed! Come on, let me give you a pounding! Let's see if you've been lazy in your recent practice!"
Blade Blood directly went up to circle his shoulders and muttered a lot of words!
Ling Ao's originally smiling face suddenly became confused, "Little Lingzi? You seem to be calling the eunuch!"
"Aren't you a eunuch?" Ren Xue smiled even more when he saw him angry, "I remember when we were attacked in Dongchang, a knife seemed to have hit your thigh, right?"
"You brat! Ahhh! I'll beat you to death!"
The two of you chased me and ran away, fighting and running out of the house.
Feng Yunzhi also returned to Feng Mansion.
Only Feng Shui Qing and Xia Ying were left in the house, as well as Xuan Chen Mandrill, who was sleeping on the couch.
Xia Ying took Feng Shui Qing's slightly cool little hand and muttered sadly: "Qing Qing, you are much thinner now than you were three years ago! After Your Highness fell asleep... ugh... you must have not even been able to eat properly.
"Dun."
"I don't! Sister Yuhu, don't worry about me! Hehehehe... I really miss you guys!"
"Well...we really miss you too, so we came to see you."
Xia Ying wrapped the little girl's hands between her palms and kept rubbing them, hoping to warm them up.
"Sister Yuhu, thank you." The warmth from the palm of her hand spread all the way to Feng Shuiqing's eyes, and she spoke sincerely with tears in her eyes: "Every woman wants to hold a grand wedding and marry the person she loves. Sister Yuhu, you did it for me
..."
"Oh Qingqing! If you cry, my sister will be angry!" Even though she said this, Xia Ying's nasal voice became more and more serious.
"Don't think too much. I'm not only doing it for you, but also for Blade Blood. After learning that His Highness was asleep, Blade Blood was depressed for a long time. Blade Blood was willing to be my consort for me, so I should also keep his feelings in my heart.
!」
Xia Ying's voice is melodious and melodious, yet tenacious and powerful.
The soft words soothes the heart.
"Your Highness will definitely wake up, and then you and Your Highness will come to our wedding banquet!"
"Yeah!" Feng Shuiqing nodded heavily, his eyebrows curved, "Okay! I will go with the Demon King to participate!"
Blade Blood and Xia Ying will return to Dongchang ten days later.
Before leaving, Xia Ying took a letter and gave it to Feng Shuiqing, "This is the letter Ling Yi asked me to give you. He also specifically asked me to give it to you before returning."
"Hahaha... Thank you Sister Yuhu! I have been busy playing with you these past few days, and I forgot to ask about the little sick man! How is he? Does the emperor feel comfortable doing it?"
Feng Shuiqing received the good letter and asked Yan Yan with a smile.
"Well, Ling Yi is getting better and better, but..." Xia Yingyan hesitated and sighed softly, "Since An Yunxiang committed suicide, Ling Yi has never established a queen. In the past three years, there is no one around her. If this continues,
I'm just afraid of the courtiers..."
"Well……"
Feng Shui Qing knew about An Yunxiang. That woman was really distressing.
Maybe I feel deeply sorry for Xiao Binggua, which is why I haven't been able to establish a new queen.
Feng Shuiqing patted Xia Ying on the back of her hand and helped her sit in the carriage, "Sister Yuhu, don't worry! Maybe the little illness will gradually get better, and you will choose a concubine right away! You also know An Yunxiang's...
Something..."
"Um,
Too……"
The two held hands and said goodbye for a while, and the carriage drove slowly and gradually farther away.
Xia Ying stuck her head out of the sedan curtain and waved goodbye, "Qingqing, we are going back. You must take good care of yourself! When His Highness wakes up, you must send someone to notify us!"
"Yeah! Sister Yuhu, Blade Blood, you also want to be happy! Goodbye!"
After saying goodbye, Feng Shuiqing returned to the room and unfolded the letter.
She suddenly became a little curious! What would the little sick man say in the letter?
However……
When she finished reading the letter, she tore it into pieces! "Ah! This little sick guy! His brain is abnormal!"
Pei Gao heard the noise and hurriedly ran into the house, "What's wrong with you, Princess? But you have something to tell your subordinates?"
"Uh, it's okay..." She smiled and secretly estimated the time, "Is the Demon King's dinner ready? It's time to have dinner!"
"It'll be ready soon, my subordinate will bring it to you."
After Pei Gui left, Feng Shui Qing sent Chun Zao to clean up the scraps of paper on the ground.
Because she tore the letter into pieces, she couldn't see clearly what was on it. Only a fragment of paper could read a few words...
"Would you like to be my queen?" This chapter has been completed!