The two of them looked at her with concern in their eyes, and a sincere feeling of intimacy came from the bottom of their hearts. Feng Yinwan pursed her lips and nodded heavily.
Feng Yinwan has not returned home since she got married, and now she meets General Feng and Feng Jingyuan, who pull her along to greet her. Feng Yiyi, who is following beside her, can't help but feel jealous.
Seeing the Ruiqing Palace approaching the grand ceremony, General Feng reluctantly warned him.
"My father and Yuan'er will go to meet the Holy Lord first. You ask Yu Ping to accompany you and sit in Ruiqing Hall for a while."
Feng Yinwan nodded obediently and was about to turn around when she caught sight of Feng Yiyi beside her. She immediately raised her eyebrows and asked, "Sister, do you want to go with us?"
"No...no."
Feng Yiyi smiled without embarrassment and went straight to the garden in front. Feng Yinwan curled her lips and ignored her again.
Although the garden here is not as grand as the Imperial Garden, the scenery is still very elegant. However, Feng Yiyi has no intention of looking at it. She is thinking of Feng Yinwan's face, and the jealousy in her heart is about to burst out.
This bitch is really lucky, even such a serious scar can be cured!
She tightly grasped the hem of her skirt and was just about to kick the tree trunk to vent her anger. Unexpectedly, she raised her foot and heard a whisper from deep in the forest.
"Did anyone get it?"
"Girl, she has been brought in. Now she is knocked unconscious and put on the carriage."
"Be careful and don't let him escape! As soon as the ceremony is over, I will lure that bitch Feng Yinwan here, and she will do sleazy things in the palace in broad daylight to see if she can still hold the position of princess.
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The two of them left quickly after talking. Feng Yiyi hid in the dark, secretly surprised for a moment, and a flash of light flashed in her eyes.
There were many female relatives waiting in Ruiqing Hall. Feng Yinwan was holding a tea cup and yawning, but Feng Yiyi, who had just left, suddenly came back.
Feng Yinwan glanced at her indifferently, and before he could even lift his lips, he saw her approaching with a tea cup in hand.
"Sister."
Yuping was about to give a warning, but Feng Yiyi seemed to have stumbled and poured the tea over first.
Feng Yinwan quickly gathered up the skirt with quick eyes and hands, but the edge of the skirt was still splashed. The red brocade was stained with water and immediately turned into a large dark color. Yuping saw this and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe it.
"The ceremony is about to begin. As the prince and concubine, the young lady naturally has to stand at the front. Now that her clothes are wet, she must be disobeying the emperor!"
Feng Yiyi rushed forward as if blaming herself after hearing this, "Oh, it's all my fault! If I hadn't tripped just now, how could I have accidentally wet the eldest sister's clothes..."
As she spoke, her hands were rubbing at the hem of her skirt. Feng Yinwan's face turned cold and he bent his knees to push her away.
Unexpectedly, Feng Yiyi clutched her chest and turned a little pale. At this moment, the palace attendants came to summon everyone to the altar. Feng Yinwan gave her a cold look, straightened her skirt and stood up.
"I will settle the score with you after the ceremony is over!"
After she said that, she took Yuping out. Feng Yiyi's hands hidden in her sleeves were tightly clenched, but the corners of her lips curled up with unknown meaning.
As soon as she arrived at the altar, she was met by Ye Tinglan's scrutinizing gaze. The man's dark eyes swept over her soaked skirt, and he clearly showed displeasure.
"How did you do this?"
Feng Yinwan's expression didn't change, "I accidentally got rubbed by a dog."
Ye Tinglan frowned.
Where did the dog come from in the palace? This woman is talking nonsense again!
Just as he was about to scold her a few more words, the emperor and the empress had already joined hands on the altar, so they had no choice but to purse their lips and say nothing.
Although the emperor was old in recent years, he did not establish a heir apparent. All five princes were granted the title of prince. Feng Yinwan followed Ye Tinglan and stood among the princes. There were a group of concubines in front of him blocking the way, but no one was found to have behaved inappropriately in front of the emperor.
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The so-called Spring Festival is nothing more than the emperor and empress joining hands to pray for good weather and a good harvest. After following this process, Feng Yinwan felt her knees hurt from kneeling down.
Seeing her kneeling on the ground as weak as a dead fish, Ye Tinglan felt a subtle sense of pride in her heart. She cleared her throat and made sarcastic comments from the side as if she didn't want money.
"Now you know it, I ask you to kneel as punishment all the time. This is for your own good."
For her own good?
Feng Yin sneered late at night.
"The prince still knows how to be a human being. I leave you alone to say all the beautiful things here, inside and outside, from front to back."
Hearing her open her mouth and start to choke herself again, Ye Ting Lanjun's face sank, he threw up his sleeves and left.
This woman should not be talked to!
Feng Yinwan didn't care at all and just let Yuping help her up.
After the worship was over, everyone was about to return to Ruiqing Hall for the banquet. Feng Yinwan rubbed his knees and was about to take a step when he saw Qin Rulian approaching.
She raised her eyebrows and asked, but Xiao Bailian lowered her voice and came closer, "Ru Lian knows exactly what the princess did in Shuixie Pavilion that night when brother Tinglan returned home."
Feng Yinwan's eyebrows barely twitched, "What do you mean?"
"On an occasion like today, sister, you don't want to cause more trouble, right?"
After she said that, she went straight forward. Feng Yinwan narrowed her beautiful eyes and said, "Yuping, please wait for me outside Ruiqing Hall first."
Xiao Bailian was silent all the way and just led her to the garden. Feng Yinwan followed her without haste and had already held a pair of silver needles in her hands.
As they approached the pavilion, a familiar fragrance slowly spread out. Feng Yinwan felt a chill in her heart. The next moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from behind her.