phoenix returns to the world

Chapter 2
In the residence of Prime Minister Feng, there was a burst of lively noise, full of joy.

Outside the door, crimson boxes bound with bright red silk and inlaid with golden brand marks are entering through the vermilion lacquered gate where two squatting stone lions are placed. The wind is full of heroism and dryness between gestures and gestures.

"Prime Minister Feng, I am the steward of the third prince, and I proposed marriage to your mansion specifically according to the imperial concubine's will," said the man in jet black embroidered with silver thread, neither humble nor overbearing.

"The noble concubine said that the Feng family has a daughter who is in full bloom, and the emperor has three sons who are at the right age. The two of them got married one after another and made a good story about the royal family." reject.

Everyone knows that he has a beautiful daughter. When he was a child, a monk with leprosy threatened that Fengfu would produce a daughter of Fengqi, and the prophecy was spread. Which prince got too close.

Of course, it's not that he is arrogant, but that he is up for grabs.

He knew that the current emperor's favorite concubine, Wan Guifei, was the daughter of General Wan, and had always been at odds with him. Today, Gillian and Ji met, so she came to propose marriage. She was cutting off the back of his Fengfu. The only woman of marriageable age is Feng Ajiao.

Moreover, Feng Ajiao from Fengfu and Wan Ziyan from Wanfu are known as the second beauties in the capital, one is beautiful and wealthy, the other is powerful, and there have been many fights between the two mansions over the years, and he is also because of Concubine Wan Gui in the palace. .

I didn't expect Wan Mansion to be so hateful that Feng Mansion's calculations were made. The third prince was already dying of illness. If Jiaoer married, she must be a widow. It is impossible for Feng Mansion to compete with Wan Mansion.

Therefore, Jiao'er must be kept, but the third prince's dowry must also be accepted.

"It's a blessing for a courtier to be considered by the third prince. Thank you for your care. Butler Mo, please take a seat and have a cup of tea." Feng Muqing smiled and invited Mo Shaofu to sit down. The prince's mansion is also considered half the owner, so it must not be offended.

"No, on the fifteenth day of next month, the third prince will send someone to the mansion to pick him up, and I have to go back to the mansion to handle the wedding chores, so I won't bother you." After Mo Shaofu finished speaking, he cupped his hands and turned around without waiting for Feng Muqing to return the gift. leave.

There were more than a dozen festive wooden boxes lined up in the hall, making Feng Muqing stare at them thoughtfully with a pair of shrewd eyes.

The bamboo garden built with the mountains facing the water, each bamboo swaying in the wind, and the bamboo leaves rustling, it is quiet and elegant.

Through a small window made of bamboo, a young woman in a white half-worn dress, with a simple and elegant dress, was sitting beside the bed and crying softly, "Shang'er, wake up, don't scare your mother. Mother, you are the only family member who is reborn, if you have three good things and two bad things, what will you do as a mother?"

"Hmm—" the young woman lowered her voice, covering up the person who was waking up on the bed.

A pair of long eyelashes trembled constantly, like a cicada receding its wings. The autumn water is the machine, the jade is the skin, and the eyebrows are like distant mountains.

Looking at the age of thirteen or fourteen years old, she is already slim and graceful, and it is not difficult to imagine how the country will be overwhelmed in a few years.

(End of this chapter)