Jiujiu heard the solemnity in her words and instantly became serious.
"By the way, why did you smash the spirit-testing stone and the god-testing stone into pieces?" Thinking of Jiujiu's actions today, Feng Muqing was confused and asked.
Jiujiu waved her hand, "You really can't blame me. Who knows if these two stones will reveal my identity. Just in case, I can only shatter them all."
Feng Muqing nodded in agreement. Although they were in Tianfu Academy, they were not necessarily safe. It was better to be cautious in everything.
Feng Muqing successfully entered Tianfu College, but far away in Kyoto, it was extremely lively, especially Prince Ning's Mansion.
Ever since Feng Wanwan was disfigured, her temperament has been unstable. The baby in her belly is not yet three months old, and she is afraid that Zhao Jiayi will set her up.
Prince Ning’s Mansion Xiyuan.
Feng Wanwan sat in front of the dressing table, looking at the face wrapped in gauze in the mirror, her eyes full of gloom.
That day, Feng Muqing destroyed her face. She begged Sikong Rulang to find famous doctors, but no matter who it was, they all shook their heads and sighed when they looked at her wounds.
Feng Wanwan didn't know what methods Feng Muqing used to make her face so disfigured that no medicine could cure it. But if her face was ruined, how could she keep her position as Princess Ning?
Zhao Jiayi watched with eager eyes, and her brother Ru Lang disappeared all day long.
Feng Wanwan felt uneasy. Is it because Ru Lang's brother disliked her appearance because she didn't want to return home?
She gently touched her belly. The child was still small and did not look like a pregnant person at all.
My child, my mother will hold everything that belongs to you and mine in her hands, and no one can take it away!
Suddenly, a burst of footsteps sounded, which was particularly clear in the lonely and empty Xiyuan. Feng Wanwan's eyes narrowed, and her murderous intention was fleeting.
The visitor was wearing a pink crescent-shaped phoenix tail skirt, and the jade fan hanging on her head made a tinkling sound as she moved lightly with her lotus steps, making her curls and swaying gracefully.
The person who came was none other than Zhao Jiayi, the current concubine of Prince Ning.
Zhao Jiayi came behind Feng Wanwan and said, "Sister, give my regards to sister."
Feng Wanwan didn't look back, and saw her beautiful face through the bronze mirror in front of her, keeping secrets.
Seeing that Feng Wanwan ignored her, Zhao Jiayi got up on her own.
"What are you doing here? To watch my jokes?" Feng Wanwan didn't look back for a long time, she just sat there blankly, not moving at all.
Seeing this, Zhao Jiayi was secretly happy.
In the past, Feng Wanwan relied on her face and talent to suppress herself at every turn. Now that she no longer had anything to be proud of, she had nothing to fear from her.
The position of Princess Ning will fall into her hands sooner or later!
"Sister is joking. We both married into Prince Ning's palace and we naturally want to get along well so as not to embarrass the prince. I heard that my sister's injury has not healed yet, so I came here to care about her."
Zhao Jiayi had a smile on her face and a gentle tone of voice, but Feng Wanwan, who had been staring at her through the bronze mirror, could clearly see the gloating in her eyes.
Suddenly, a surge of anger rushed into her brain. Feng Wanwan threw all the items on the dressing table to the floor, and a crackling sound sounded in the room.
The sudden scene shocked Zhao Jiayi and took a few steps back, with lingering fear in her heart.
"Zhao Jiayi, remember your identity, even if my appearance is damaged, I will still be Princess Ning and I will always dominate you!"
Feng Wanwan turned back angrily, staring at Zhao Jiayi with a pair of scarlet eyes. Her face, which was already covered with a layer of gauze, now looked like a terrifying ghost.
Suddenly looking into her angry eyes, Zhao Jiayi's heart seemed to jump out of her chest.
Feng Wanwan stood up and walked towards Zhao Jiayi step by step. Zhao Jiayi saw murderous intent in her eyes that were red with anger. In an instant, a chill chilled her whole body.
She wanted to lift her feet and leave, but for some reason her whole body was stiff and unable to move.
A thin stream of sweat oozed from Zhao Jiayi's forehead, as if falling from an ice cellar.
After a while, Feng Wanwan came to Zhao Jiayi, and the corner of her mouth raised a curve, with a bit of cruelty and malice, which made Zhao Jiayi's skin crawl.
"Zhao Jiayi, what do you want?
Who are you qualified to yell at me? Don’t forget, you were shamelessly following me back then. Why, you wanted to stand up and become the master before I was down?"
"Feng Wanwan!"
Zhao Jiayi was so angry that she was trembling all over. Even the fear she had been frightened by Feng Wanwan's eyes was forgotten, and she pushed Feng Wanwan away who was so close.
She had known for a long time that Feng Wanwan had resented her for marrying into Prince Ning's palace together, and they had already been at odds with each other. In that case, why should she be nice to her?
Seeing her angry look, Feng Wanwan covered her lips and smiled softly, without hiding the disdain in her eyes.
Meeting her gaze, Zhao Jiayi's anger, which had been suppressed over the years, suddenly burst out.
"If it weren't for your father, you think I'm willing to follow you around to please you, Feng Wanwan, why don't you take a good look in the mirror and see how miserable you are now? What's wrong with me!"
In order to catch up with Feng Wanwan these years, she has been humble and petty, but what did she get in exchange?
It was Feng Wanwan who invited people here and there to drink at will!
She originally thought of relying on her relationship with Prince Ning to take the opportunity to hook up with a prince's son, but she didn't expect that Feng Wanwan would steal the limelight every time she got the chance.
Finally, she married into Prince Ning's palace. Although she was a concubine, there was nothing to fear about Feng Wanwan now.
The water thrown by the married daughter, no matter how long the prime minister's hand was, could not reach the backyard of Prince Ning.
Feng Wanwan, I will let you see with your own eyes that you have lost everything!
Hearing Zhao Jiayi's words, Feng Wanwan felt so funny that she burst into tears.
"Down and out?" Feng Wanwan looked light-hearted.
"My father is the head of hundreds of officials. He can easily destroy the Shangshu Mansion with just a finger. At that time, you, the direct daughter of the Shangshu Mansion, will mean nothing."
Hearing this, Zhao Jiayi felt a little uneasy, but she was instantly overwhelmed by anger.
"What about the prime minister? At the feet of the emperor, the prime minister can do whatever he wants?" Zhao Jiayi changed the subject and hit Feng Wanwan's pain point, "Your face is ruined. Prince Ning is disgusted by just looking at you."
As soon as these words came out, Feng Wanwan was so angry that she bit her silver teeth into pieces.
Seeing Feng Wanwan getting angry, Zhao Jiayi instantly felt refreshed, and the grievances she had suffered for so many years finally gained some interest at this moment.
Feng Wanwan has always attached great importance to her reputation and appearance. Now that her face, which she was so proud of, is ruined, she is naturally in pain. Moreover, she has long heard that many doctors are helpless about this.
How can a man not love beauty? In the past, she was not as good as Feng Wanwan, but now, she is a hundred times better than Feng Wanwan.
"Even if I am disfigured, I am still the mistress of Prince Ning's Mansion. You are just a concubine. A concubine dares to dream of climbing on the master's head. Do you think you live too long?"
"Nothing in this world remains static. How long do you think you can sit in Princess Ning's position?"
She didn't believe that Prince Ning could still be affectionate towards this disgusting and unappetizing face.
Feng Wanwan laughed angrily, caressing her belly, with a smile on her lips, "I feel like eating sour plums today. Next time you come, remember to bring some sour plums."
She is pregnant now, and what is in her belly is brother Ru Lang's first child. Even if her face is ruined, the position of Princess Ning will always be hers.
"Legendary son? Looking at your round belly, I'm afraid you are not a daughter." Zhao Jiayi covered her lips and smiled, but she was full of grief and anger in her heart.
Since she married into Prince Ning's palace, Prince Ning has never been to her yard. If this continues, how can she win over Prince Ning's heart?
Feng Wanwan is happy now, and it is the time when she can show off her talents. She must seize the opportunity to make Prince Ning fall in love with her.
It's not like Feng Wanwan can give birth to a child by herself. As long as she gives birth to Lin'er, she might be the legitimate son.
During these days, Sikong Rulang went out early and came back late, resting in the study every day, which made Feng Wanwan feel uneasy.
Since her face was injured, her brother Rulang has never been to Xiyuan again. He avoids him like a poisonous scorpion. It's no wonder that she is thinking wildly and worries that Sikong Rulang has raised a fox girl outside.
She remembers
De Niang said that there is no cat in the world who doesn't steal fish. Fortunately, her belly is strong enough to live up to her expectations.
"No matter whether the child in my belly is a legitimate son or a legitimate daughter, he is Brother Rulang's first child. There are only you and me in the entire backyard of Prince Ning's Mansion. If my child has a problem, who do you think will do it?"
Where are your hands?"
Now that she couldn't hold Sikong Rulang's heart, she could only protect the child in her belly. The only person in the house who didn't want her best was Zhao Jiayi.
She didn't believe that Zhao Jiayi dared to take action after she made her words clear.
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Jiayi not only had to protect her belly well, but also had an extra pair of eyes to watch other people do something to her.
Although Zhao Jiayi has succumbed to Feng Wanwan's temptation all year round, she is not stupid. She knows that she is clearly trying to set a trap for herself, but she really has to fall into the trap.
Although he is not sure about Prince Ning's attitude toward Feng Wanwan now, Prince Ning still values this child very highly.
After getting married, although Prince Ning did not go to his own yard or to Xiyuan, he always sent any good things to Xiyuan, especially things for raising children.
It can be seen that King Ning attaches extraordinary importance to this child.
"The outcome has not yet been determined, and we still don't know who will win." Zhao Jiayi snorted coldly, turned around and walked away.
Seeing her figure disappearing around the corner, Feng Wanwan's face turned cold, and a sense of resentment arose in her heart for no reason.
For Zhao Jiayi, for Sikong Rulang, and even more for Feng Muqing.
A woman married and followed her husband. Now that she is pregnant, Zhao Jiayi will definitely take the opportunity to find Sikong Rulang. Zhao Jiayi must not be allowed to win Sikong Rulang's favor.
Sikong Rulang, who was being fought over by the two, was discussing with Sikong Ruxuan in the imperial study room how to get rid of Jun Ruye, who was a thorn in his side.
Time goes back to today's morning.
The numerous red walls and yellow tiles add a touch of hazy beauty in the early morning mist. The golden glazed tiles are particularly solemn. There is a mythical beast sitting on the eaves, full of vitality.
The sound of hurried footsteps broke the tranquility of the early morning, and all the civil and military officials came to the Jinluan Hall and stood in order.
Seeing the familiar figure in the hall, everyone paused. This chapter has been completed!