Abandoned Women: The First Secret Service Concubine

Chapter 167 Very Useful for a Husband

"Come here! Go check it out, what's wrong with the crown prince?" Murong Xi'er said loudly.

Feng Yao shook her head slightly, and persuaded: "Isn't it just a good thing that he is ill? You don't need to do anything, he will be tortured."

Murong Xi'er said: "It's not because of my anger, what are you so proud of?"

Feng Yao's mouth twitched, and she stopped talking.

Not long after, the inquiring palace servants came back: "Reporting to the princess, His Royal Highness suddenly fell ill with a strange disease. His whole body was covered with black spots the size of peanuts, all over his head and face. He couldn't see anyone anymore."

Hearing this, Feng Yao's heart skipped a beat.What kind of disease is this, never heard of it before?Thinking of Wuhen's words last night, he secretly thought, could it be Murong Yu?
It was indeed Murong Yu's instigation.After hearing Wuhen's description yesterday, Murong Yu felt unhappy, and asked Wuhen to give Murong Lian some flair.

Wuhen is an honest person, he really gave Murong Lian a little "color".It gave Murong Lian a lot of "color".

After hearing this, Murong Xi'er patted the table, and said cheerfully: "Okay! Okay! It's best to have dark spots all over your face, and don't get rid of them in this life! Mu Xuelan, that bitch, can you still protect him for the rest of your life?"

Suddenly turned around and looked at Feng Yao: "Tell me, why did he suddenly get this disease? It's really strange that even the imperial physician can't cure it."

Murong Lian was fine yesterday, and he didn't leave the palace, if he did something strange, he was rude to Feng Yao in the embroidery courtyard, but he was thrown a jujube stone all over his face by unknown people.

Feng Yao was moved by Murong Xi'er's alertness in her heart, but calmly shook her head: "I don't know either."

Murong Xi'er frowned, waved her down, propped her chin alone, and began to think.

Feng Yao spent most of the day designing the mother and daughter outfit, looked at it with Murong Xi'er, and then said: "Come on, come with me to Yutang Palace, ask my concubine mother to have a look too."

The two came to Yutang Palace and met Xu Guifei.Seeing the drawings Feng Yao presented, Concubine Xu looked at her in surprise: "You are very good."

The general style of this set of mother and daughter clothes is the same, the only difference is the width of the gusset, the number of loops, and the patterns embroidered on the clothes.

Concubine Xu's clothes were embroidered with quiet and beautiful roses, which not only did not take away the domineering spirit of the king of flowers, but also avoided attracting the queen's eyes, but also looked extraordinarily beautiful.

Murong Xi'er's clothes were embroidered with large and beautiful hibiscus flowers, because she was an unmarried princess and the only princess in the palace, so any pattern embroidered would not be an eyesore.Feng Yao prepared several styles, and finally Murong Xi'er decided on Mu Furong herself.Bright and delicate, it looks like a girl and lively.

The more Concubine Xu looked at it, the more she liked it: "Yes, let the embroiderers do it."

Seeing that Concubine Xu Gui really likes it, Murong Xi'er is also very proud, bid farewell to Concubine Xu, took Feng Yao back to Yongning Palace, raised her head and said: "You do well, the princess will be rewarded after finishing it."

Feng Yao laughed and said, "Can the princess reward me now?"

"Oh? What do you want, tell me?" Murong Xi'er asked curiously.

Feng Yao saluted and said: "What I want is that the princess will let me take two days off and ask me to go home and see my son."

After saying a word, Murong Xi'er's face, which was still full of smiles just now, suddenly sank down: "What's wrong with me treating you, are you determined to leave me?"

The girl's bright face was now covered with a thick layer of gray mist, making it look very gloomy.

Feng Yao sighed slightly in her heart, and said, "What's so good about me that the princess values ​​me so much?"

Murong Xi'er pursed her lips and did not answer, her fingers picked at the texture of the brocade on the couch, her complexion became more and more gloomy.

Feng Yao said: "The princess misses me when she can't see me. I attribute it cheekily to the fact that I am an interesting person, and the princess likes me. However, my love and miss for my son are just like the princess' love for me. , miss a hundred times. My son loves and misses me a hundred times as much as I treat him. How can I bear it and leave him outside and ignore him?"

Although Murong Xi'er's face was still gloomy, there was a slight sign of relaxation compared to before, she pursed her lips, and said in a deep voice: "I told you to bring him into the palace a long time ago, but you refused."

"He is young now, so you can take him into the palace. When he grows up? If someone protects him, maybe he can be a prince to accompany him. The most likely possibility is to be castrated and become a eunuch. In all fairness, I would rather him Even if he is dead, I don't want him to enter the palace as a eunuch." Feng Yao said.

Murong Xi'er picked at the brocade on the couch and bit her lip.

"Even if you are friends, you don't need to see each other every day. You have your affairs, and I have mine. Although my status is not as noble as the princess, if the princess wants to trap me, it is very simple. However, if The princess really values ​​me and respects me, so she should give me time and freedom, so that I can grow stronger against the wind and rain, and finally soar in the sky, and stand shoulder to shoulder with the princess with my own strength." Feng Yao said in a concentrated voice.Murong Xi'er sat on the couch, did not ask the palace people to light the lamps, and sat with her knees curled up in the darkness.I watched helplessly as the glowing red sunset sank in a mass of gorgeous rays of light, slowly sinking down.

What remains unchanged from ancient times is time, flowing slowly, coming with waves of bright colors, and leaving with patches of gray.

Waiting until tomorrow, this round of the sun that was carried away by the clouds will be re-launched by the brilliant rays of the sun.After a walk above the sky, immerse yourself in the clouds.Day after day, year after year.

Years and years passed by like this.And what is she living for?
An hour ago, Feng Yao asked her this way: "I live to let my son live a better life. I live to let myself live a better life. I live to let the people around me live a better life." A better life. How about you, princess?"

Murong Xi'er lowered her eyes and thought in her heart, yes, what is she doing for it?

"We are friends, so I respect you, and you should also respect me. I am going home to see my son now. If you respect me, you are my friend. If you stop me, you are my enemy."

Feng Yao's words before leaving lingered in her ears.

"I'm not threatening you. You should know that from the very beginning I was not as careful with you as I was with others. Because I will not have much interaction with others in this life. I treat them respectfully and keep my little one Life is enough, and I don’t expect any chance to see you again in the future.”

"You're not like them. Smart people don't talk darkly, and I admired you from the first time I heard your reputation. You're a smart girl, and I'm looking forward to making friends with you. It's not because you're Princess, I just want to curry favor with you."

"Actually, if you weren't a princess, we'd probably be closer."

Murong Xi'er sat on the couch and remained motionless until the sky completely darkened.

"Princess, do you want to light the lamp?" After an unknown amount of time, Qing'er walked in and asked in a low voice.

Murong Xi'er moved her body slightly: "No need."

Under the dim light, I saw Qing'er's hanging neck, so slender and immature.Suddenly remembering the day when Ju'er was whipped, when Feng Yao held her whip, the anger burst out in her eyes.

Murong Xi'er was in a daze, remembering that the first time she did something to a palace man was when she was very young, but she couldn't remember what happened, but she just remembered that she casually picked up the teacup in her hand and threw it at the palace man.

Afterwards, the concubine mother felt sorry for her and was angry, so she severely punished the palace servant.The queen didn't say a word, but the father laughed and praised her temper, which was exactly the same as when he was young.

After that, similar things happened countless times.Every time, the mother concubine takes shelter, the queen doesn't care, and the father indulges.Gradually, Murong Xi'er's temper became more and more violent day by day.Later, she gradually realized that this was not good, and she also heard others talking about her behind her back with hatred and jealousy.

Murong Xi'er gradually came back to her senses, and saw Qing'er still standing in front of her with her head down, trembling a little.

"Why don't you back down?" Murong Xi'er asked.

Qing'er trembled slightly: "Does the princess have any other orders?"

Murong Xi'er blinked her long eyelashes slowly, and softly snorted: "Back off."

Qing'er bowed her head and answered: "Yes."

Just halfway there, I heard a voice behind me: "Wait."

Suddenly, Qing'er's heart skipped a beat, and her palms were sweating immediately.Princess, what are you going to do again?Fengxiu Niang is not here, if the princess wants to beat someone again, what should I do?Just as he was thinking, he heard Murong Xi'er's voice: "How's Ju'er?"

Uh?Qing'er couldn't help being stunned, blinking her eyes, and turned the corner after a while, the princess is caring about Ju'er?Quickly replied: "Reporting to the princess, there is still some fever, but there is no danger of life."

"Order to go down and tell the kitchen to add another dish to Ju'er."

The princess actually changed her temper?Qing'er was surprised in his heart, but grateful and respectful on his face: "Yes, princess."

The inside of the hall was so dark that all the furnishings around were blurred, and the outlines could not be seen clearly.The pillars standing in the hall that are as thick as two people hugging each other, even the edges are blurred at this moment, appearing extraordinarily rough and silent.

Murong Xi'er got up from the couch, walked to the pillar that she had whipped countless times, raised her hand to stroke it.I only feel the tentacles are pitted, and many mottled marks make the fingertips feel a little painful.

In the past, she was the one who was stupid and took all the trivial things to heart.Although there is nothing wrong with everything, it is really meaningless.

His fingers slowly slid down from the pillars, gradually hanging down to his waist, touching the long whip wrapped around his waist.It's a pity that I couldn't learn a single move from Feng Yao.

Fengyao, she should be back home at this moment, hugging the little son she misses so much, and having dinner affectionately, right?

She thought again in her heart, she learned a lot from Feng Yao, and she should give her a surprise in return.After dinner, I found the post and signed it myself: "October [-]th, in Yongning Palace, waiting for the beautiful woman. Recipient, Madam Shen. Recipient, Madam Su. Recipient, Madam Zhou..."

Feng Yao tried her best to persuade Murong Xi'er, only to hear that Murong Xi'er agreed, and immediately walked out of the hall without looking back.

When he came to the Embroidery Court, he told the embroiderers how to do the last set of curvy trains, and then he carried the set of clothes when he carried them on his back, and went out of the palace under the leadership of the little eunuch.

Coincidentally, the little eunuch who sent Feng Yao out of the palace was actually Ju'er's god-brother.He was grateful to Feng Yao for saving Ju'er's life, so he asked a court man he had made friends with to take Feng Yao back to Huangsha Town in a smooth manner.

When I got home, it was already dark.Standing in front of the door with a small bundle on her back, Feng Yao was extremely excited.It's only been three or four days since I left, but it feels like a long time has passed.

Through the door, one could faintly hear brisk voices in the yard.Feng Yao raised her hand to knock on the door, but before she could knock, the door opened by itself.

(End of this chapter)