Daxia's delegation arrived at Emperor Que City, and Emperor Beiqing hosted a banquet in the palace to entertain everyone.
Ye Lingyue was excluded from the delegation, so naturally she was not invited.
She stood outside the study, not moving forward, thinking to herself, let's go back first.
"Teacher, please return it." Feng Xin flatly refused.
"But my lord, where is Qingdi and Tiannv..." Butler Mu couldn't help it.
"I just don't want to go." Feng Xin's voice was almost childish.
Ye Lingyue was slightly surprised, it was rare for her to see Feng Xin like this.
In my impression, Feng Xin is always tepid, even when the cold symptoms attack, she would frown tightly, grit her teeth, and not say a word.
That kind of Feng Xin is tolerant, but today's Feng Xin is willful, but unusually vivid.
"Just say that the king is not feeling well." Feng Xin tilted her head helplessly, and her handsome face looked pitifully at the door. He had already caught a glimpse of a person standing there. Let him take a look, but he was reluctant. People who move their eyes.
Butler Mu looked outside the room and suddenly realized.
"Miss Ye, why are you here? The prince just said that he is not feeling well."
Ye Lingyue glanced at Feng Xin.
"I think your prince is quite well, he doesn't seem to be sick."
"I'm sick, and it's not serious. The doctor in the house said that it's a stuffy disease, and I have to go out for a walk to cure it." Feng Xin said, smiling happily, showing her white teeth like rice grains, that smile, How can one turn all living beings upside down.
Around dusk, two people came out from the side door of Feng Mansion.
One of them had a smile on his face, and the other had a face wrapped like a rice dumpling.
"Lingyue, I'll take you to the night market in the city." When Feng Xin's hand grabbed hers, Ye Lingyue's hand still couldn't stop being stagnant, and wanted to pull back.
This guy seems to be addicted to holding hands.
But Feng Xin's reaction was not slow, his big and cool hand firmly grasped her boneless hand, as if he was afraid that she would get lost, he pulled her firmly, walking Also talking.
"I heard that the night market in Emperor Que City is very lively and there are many people. It is better to hold on tight so that you don't get lost."
As one of the few super metropolitan cities on the Qingzhou Continent, Di Que City is no less lively at night than during the day, with various pavements and bustling crowds.
Just standing on the street with people coming and going, Feng Xin looked around with great interest, looking around, saying that she took Ye Lingyue to the night market, but in the end it was Ye Lingyue who accompanied him to the night market.
"You have never been to the night market?" Ye Lingyue asked unintentionally, but once she asked, she already had the answer.
This afternoon, when tidying up in the courtyard, Zhang Luoye Lingyue's courtyard was occupied by an old nanny in the mansion, who said that she had been the personal nanny of the former Princess Feng during her lifetime.
From her mouth, Ye Lingyue learned a lot about Feng Xin's childhood.
From a child to a teenager, Feng Xin was weak and sick. When he was rescued by Emperor Beiqing, he was recuperating in the Beiqing Palace until he was ten years old.
After he was ten years old, his health was slightly better. After returning to Feng Mansion, he was ordered to inherit a huge family property.
Although he was gifted and intelligent, it took him four full years to learn all the business-related knowledge, from a child who couldn't even read the account books, to grow into the Patriarch of Beiqingfeng Mansion.
For Feng Xin, the so-called childhood is just a room filled with the smell of medicine.
The so-called young man is nothing more than a roomful of ledgers.
For more than four years, Feng Xin, who grew up from a child to a teenager, spent all her time in the accountant, study and property of Feng Mansion.
His entire world consists of Fengfu, carriages, and various shops.
No wonder, there was such an excited look on his face, the corners of Ye Lingyue's mouth could not help but twitched, the fingers that had been frozen in Feng Xin's hand earlier softened a little, and they were held by Feng Xin.
"Rouge, the best rouge gouache, the only Dique rouge in Dique City."
Ye Lingyue's footsteps froze, and she stood in front of a rouge and gouache shop.
It was a shop for cosmetics, jewelry, and gadgets. It didn't look big, but the things inside were dazzling.
People in the north are bold, and there are a lot of gouache powders of various colors, which makes people dazzled for a while.
Ye Lingyue seldom uses such things as rouge and gouache, but Lan Caier, she has always said that Beiqing's blush pink color is gorgeous, and it looks much better than Daxia's. She said that if she has time, she will buy a few boxes.
Thinking of this guy, abandoning herself, not knowing where she went after abducting Xiaowuya and Xiaozhiyo, Ye Lingyue felt a little resentful, and originally didn't plan to buy it.
But the sharp-eyed landlady saw it, and enthusiastically held several boxes of rouge and gouache.
"Guest, these are the rouge gouaches that have just arrived in our store. They are the only ones in the entire Emperor Que City, not even in the palace. Would you like to buy a few boxes for your wife?"
Ye Lingyue was embarrassed, and thought to herself, Madam Boss, what eyes do you have.
Who is his wife, besides, I will make this pair of zongzi faces, and I will use rouge and gouache, because I think the rate of turning heads is not high enough.
Unexpectedly, when Feng Xin heard the word "lady", she had a smile on her face, but the smile lines deepened and became more lively.
"Okay, just take a few boxes and try the color."
The proprietress was overjoyed when she saw the business coming, she was about to show Ye Lingyue, but she found that Ye Lingyue's face immediately turned into a bitter face, she turned her head and wanted to ask Feng Xin.
Under the dim lights, the proprietress saw Feng Xin's face clearly, she was taken aback for a second, but she looked straight and cried out in her heart.
"Oh, I've lived for decades, and I've never seen such a beautiful person. How could such a fairy-like person marry such an 'ugly' lady?"
"Feng Xin, I want to try you, my injury is still not healed." Ye Lingyue saw the proprietress's eyes, and guessed what she was thinking, and couldn't help being a little annoyed.
Although he has known Feng Xin's appearance for a long time, it is the first time that he has been directly disgusted.
Feeling upset, Ye Lingyue suddenly thought of playing a prank. She thought that Feng Xin's skin was as white as jade, and her appearance was unparalleled.
She randomly picked out a box and wiped it on Feng Xin's face.
"Miss Boss, let him try."
Feng Xin smiled wryly, and dodged, but there was a crowd behind him, and Ye Lingyue had already wiped it off his face.
Someone happened to push her from behind, Ye Lingyue lost her footing, even the person carrying the rouge box threw herself on Feng Xin's body, and the two hugged each other.
Ye Lingyue froze, but was protected by Feng Xin in her arms, and only heard his mellow wine-like voice drifting over her head.
"Miss proprietress, I'm sorry, I knocked over your things. I want all the cosmetics in your shop. You took the stall and went to Fengfu to ask Butler Mu for money."
Fearing that Ye Lingyue would be crowded again, Feng Xin simply hugged her in his arms and led her forward.