The concubine Jinghua first-class poisonous concubine

Chapter 265 His Intention
Yun Shu's eyes were shining, Du Yuanfang smiled slightly, and nodded slightly.

The dexterous and soft fingers gently pressed the brown scar, Yun Shu moved cautiously, and finally rolled up the edge of the scar, and then slowly tore it apart...

Under the originally brown scar, there was actually a faint pink streak. If you don't observe carefully, you can't see it. The original beautiful face gradually recovered in front of the mirror. Du Yuanfang took a long breath, "Mr. Yongji is really rejuvenated."

Yun Shu smiled, "Miss San has won the prize, and she was able to do this because she is young. But, it's not appropriate to hide Madam Hou like this, right?"

It turned out that Du Yuanfang deliberately asked Yunshu to keep this scar in front of everyone.

The beautiful woman shook her head, "If you want to blame, blame Yuanfang for being willful."

"Then why didn't the third lady immediately agree to the marriage proposal of the Marquis of Changding?"

"Young Master Feng may be reluctant to propose marriage because of guilt. Yuanfang doesn't want to let Young Master Feng accommodate because of ruining his face. Let's put this matter aside for now. As long as he has this scarred face, those who propose marriage can be let go." Stay away."

What Du Yuanfang was thinking about was to hope that this would dissuade her mother from arranging her marriage.

Who is willing to marry a woman whose appearance has been ruined, even if it is aimed at their Changqinghou Mansion, they have to think more about it now.

Du Yuanfang just wanted to give herself a little space to breathe freely, even with such a face on her face, she was happy to be at ease.

Yun Shu looked at the woman with such a unique idea in front of her, and she admired it even more, and she also knew that Du Yuanfang had another idea.

She was waiting, waiting for Feng Yu to understand her intentions.

Within Changding Houfu.

"Old lady, you see, the eighth day of next month will be a good day."

"Well, that's right, put together the horoscope, and we'll make a decision on this matter!"

In the hall, several women surrounded the old lady Changding Hou, discussing the important matter of Feng Yu's marriage.

Feng Yu is the eldest son, so this marriage will naturally attract the attention of the whole family. After he expressed his heart to the old lady Changding Hou, the whole Hou Mansion has already started to get busy.

"Mother." Mrs. Chang Dinghou stepped in with a matchmaker.

"Well, daughter-in-law, come and have a look, the eighth day of next month, how about it?" The old lady of Changding Hou had a smile all over her face.

I don't want to, but the smile on Madam Hou's face was a bit awkward. Seeing that she didn't answer, the old lady raised her head and met the strange look, and immediately understood a little, "You guys go down first."

"Yes, old lady."

Afterwards, only their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and the matchmaker were left in the hall.

"Old madam, it's like this. The Marquis of Changqing hasn't given a definite reply yet. This matter may have changed!" The matchmaker's face was full of embarrassment.

"What? What happened? Isn't the third lady of Changqinghou Mansion interested in Yu'er?" Then they should be happy and agree immediately.

"For some reason, the people in Changqinghou's mansion saw me, all of them looked strange, and Mrs. Hou also said that they should think about it." The matchmaker recalled the scene that day, and it was the first time she had encountered such a thing.

The old lady of Changdinghou frowned, could it be that Yu'er and the third lady had a fling, which caused the Changqinghou's mansion to be unhappy?
"Daughter-in-law, go ask Yu'er what happened."

"Grandmother, why are you calling your grandson?" Feng Yu happened to come in from the outside, and overheard the conversation just now.

"Yu'er, it's a good time for you to come. What happened between you and the third lady of the Changqinghou Mansion? Why haven't they agreed to this marriage? Grandma has already picked a good date for you, and Xifu has already ordered people to go down to do it." Already!"

Mrs. Hou who was on the side felt helpless, the old lady was really anxious, and she had already started to take care of everything so soon.

Feng Yu's expression didn't change much, he could immediately guess Du Yuanfang's thoughts, he still remembered the scars on her face clearly, maybe she would think that she ordered someone to propose marriage because of guilt.

"The grandson has his own way of dealing with this matter, and the grandmother will continue to handle it."

After leaving such a sentence, Feng Yu lifted the hem of his clothes and stepped out, leaving everyone with puzzled faces behind.

However, at this moment, there was a simple carriage parked at the gate of Marquis Changding's mansion. When the people in the carriage saw Feng Yu coming out, someone immediately greeted him, "Master Feng, the side concubine is here to invite you."

Side concubine?Feng Yu raised his head, and saw the woman who opened the curtain to look over, and immediately nodded slightly as a signal.

Inside the wing of the teahouse.

"This time I invite you rashly, so Master Feng must know what I want to ask?" Du Yuanxiu knew that Feng Yu was a smart person.

"Naturally, the empress came here for Miss San's affairs. Feng Yu only said one thing. This time, it is Feng Yu's sincerity to order someone to go to the house to propose marriage, and nothing else."

"Not because of guilt?" Du Yuanxiu raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Of course not." There was a firm light in his eyes. Feng Yu had already considered very clearly these days. When Du Yuanfang fell off the horse, why was he so nervous? His heart will hurt even more than hers.

I don't know when, this unique and persistent woman has quietly walked into his heart.The more you get to know her, the more you discover the invaluable qualities in her.

Perhaps this accident is an opportunity for me to truly understand my own mind.

Du Yuanxiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, "My sister... I will leave it to you."

"Your Majesty, don't worry, Fengyu will definitely live up to Yuanfang."

……

"He really said that?" Du Yuanfang couldn't believe his ears, looking at the second sister with a gratifying smile in front of him, thinking that she listened to her mother's words to persuade herself.

"When did Second Sister lie to you? That Young Master Feng seems to sincerely want to marry you. A friend in adversity sees the truth. Second Sister believes that he will treat you well." Du Yuanxiu looked at the expression on her sister's face. Hongxia, I am happy for her from the bottom of my heart, the boredom that was originally hidden in my heart seems to be swept away all at once.

Yes, people should be content, now it is her dream to be able to stand beside His Highness the Crown Prince, why should she feel melancholy because of the distance between the two of them.

"Second sister will stay in the mansion for a few more days?"

Du Yuanxiu smiled helplessly, "It's not easy to go back home this time, I'm afraid I can't stay longer, but sister don't worry, on the day my sister gets married, my sister will definitely leave the palace and watch her get on the sedan chair with my own eyes."

Although Du Yuanfang felt lost in her heart, she smiled again later. The two sisters held hands with each other, full of friendship.

"Madam! Madam! The young master of Changdinghou's residence is here!"

The housekeeper came to report in a hurry, and Mrs. Chang Qinghou, who was caressing her forehead in the room, instantly raised her face, "Master Feng? What is he here for?!"

At this time, Mrs. Hou Ye was full of grudges towards Feng Yu. If she hadn't had to, she would have wanted Du Yuanfang to give up the idea of ​​marrying Feng Yu. Now that Yuanfang's appearance has been ruined, she felt that Feng Yu should shoulder this responsibility. , Let him take care of Yuanfang for the rest of his life.

However, he couldn't swallow the breath in his heart.

"This... Young Master Feng may be here to discuss marriage matters."

"Hmph, I want to marry my daughter... I knew why I did it in the first place!" Mrs. Hou stood up immediately, her face turned cold, and she walked out of the house.

In the living room, Feng Yu was sitting upright, and immediately stood up after hearing the footsteps.

However, Mrs. Chang Qinghou had a stern expression, "I don't know why Young Master Feng came to the humble house today?"

Feng Yu had already been prepared in his heart, Du Yuanfang was disfigured and seriously injured because of himself, it was only natural that Mrs. Hou would be angry.

"Mrs. Hou, Feng Yu is here today to ask Madam for permission to betroth Third Miss to Feng Yu. From now on, Feng Yu will treat Third Miss wholeheartedly and never betray her."

There was only a firm light in his eyes, and that humble tone made the anger in Mrs. Hou's heart instantly disappear a lot.

But just like this, she still felt that she had to teach the other party a lesson.

"Hmph, marrying your daughter to you, will you take good care of her? Look at what she looks like now!" The well-educated Mrs. Hou Ye is just a mother who loves her daughter.

Feng Yu lowered his eyes slightly, then suddenly lifted the hem of his clothes and strode away.

Mrs. Changqinghou was stunned immediately. This... this Young Master Feng is too proud. I just said a few words to him, so I can't bear it?But soon, Mrs. Hou felt regretful for her recklessness. As the eldest son, it was not easy for him to come and beg his forgiveness in person, but now he scolded him away again. If Hou Ye knew, he would definitely blame him Own!
And... Now that Yuanfang is devoted to him, and she has paid such a painful price, if Young Master Feng regrets the marriage, how can she be worthy of Yuanfang?
"Come on, come on, stop him!"

But soon, the old butler ran in with an embarrassed expression, "Ma'am, that Young Master Feng..."

Mrs. Changqinghou raised her skirt and chased after him, but she didn't want to but saw a man kneeling in the middle of the courtyard with a thorn in front of him.

"This is……"

Feng Yu straightened his body, "If you are willing to ask Madam to betroth San Miss to me, it is up to you if you want to beat or kill! San Mistress was hurt because of me, no matter how Madam handles it, Feng Yu will have no complaints or regrets."

At this moment, Mrs. Chang Qinghou couldn't believe her eyes. The honorable Young Master Feng actually condescended to do so. If she didn't agree, it would be her own fault.

"Master Feng!"

A surprised voice sounded, Du Yuanfang came from the other side of the courtyard, saw the man kneeling in the middle, and immediately went up to him nervously.

"Miss San!" Feng Yu frowned tightly, hearing that her injury is still not healed, why did she come out.

"Yuanfang, why did you come out!" Mrs. Chang Qinghou looked a little flustered in addition to being nervous, because she saw her embarrassing Young Master Feng.

Du Yuanfang still couldn't believe it when she heard what the servant said, but the man kneeling in front of her at this moment was so real, she was both happy and blamed herself.

This accident was not his fault at all, why did he come to the mansion to plead guilty?

"Mother……"

"Yuanfang, mother knows what you want to say, hey...Master Feng, get up quickly, I won't embarrass you anymore, as long as you treat Yuanfang well in the future, that's enough." Mrs. Chang Qinghou stepped forward immediately He helped Feng Yu up, and then looked at the butler beside him, "Send Miss back to the room!"

"Miss San!" Feng Yu nodded to Mrs. Chang Qinghou, then strode towards Du Yuanfang, "Are you feeling better?"

His tone was full of deep worry, Du Yuanfang's face became hot, she really felt the change in him.

"Master Feng..."

Feng Yu stretched out his hand to take off the jade pendant around his waist, and then gently held her hand, "Have a good rest, the two prefectures will be busy soon, don't worry me."

Such a natural tone, even without too much sweet talk, is the best promise for Du Yuanfang.

(End of this chapter)