Fenghuang was talking while staring at the back of his head before, but when Yang Yanjing suddenly turned his head, Fenghuang's eyes instantly met his.
"I know." Yang Yanjing smiled mysteriously.
"what do you know?"
Yang Yanjing didn't answer, but continued to walk forward with a smile on his lips.
what do you know? She is a martial arts master
Hey, she was joking, he doesn't really think so, does he
"I'm just talking casually, my lord must not take it seriously." Fenghuang continued to follow behind him and explained.
Yang Yanjing stretched in the bright sunshine while walking, and ignored her.
Fenghuang was stunned. Is this the Yang Yanjing she knew
She suddenly felt that since they met, it was not the first time that Yang Yanjing had shown his relaxed and laid-back side in front of her like this.
She chased after her, "My lord, didn't you rest in the room, why did you run out suddenly?"
"You just asked that question."
"No way, then I'll ask again." Fenghuang said seriously.
"The king was lying down in a panic, and just wanted to come out for a walk."
"Just came to this garden?" Fenghuang stared at the side of his face suspiciously.
"Why, can't you?"
What appeared in Yang Yanjing's mind was the picture before going out.
"Yinxiang, in which direction is the princess going out to relax?" Yang Yanjing lazily brushed her loose long hair.
"My lord, the princess is going in the direction of her sister's courtyard."
Thus, Yang Yanjing appeared in front of Fenghuang and Yang Yanqing by coincidence.
"It's the first time for this king to come to the general's mansion. You should take this king for a while. When this king is in a good mood, his illness will naturally heal quickly." What Yang Yanjing said always seems to be so reasonable.
So Fenghuang became a dedicated tour guide, leading him to every place she was familiar with in the General's Mansion.
Yang Yanjing also had a lot of questions at this time, dragging Phoenix to ask this one, that one, and he was particularly interested in the pond in their garden, because there were a lot of red koi in it, all species he had never seen before. .
Later, I even discussed some things about raising fish with her. But Fenghuang doesn't know anything about fish farming, he just listens to Yang Yanjing.
After listening to his explanation, Fenghuang realized that goldfish are more resistant to hunger, and sometimes there will be no problems if they are not fed for a week or two.
Fenghuang was surprised that Yang Yanjing was so familiar with fish farming.
He said lightly, when he was a child, no one played with him, so he had to raise some fish, cats, and dogs to play with him.
Fenghuang was silent, and then whispered, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it.
Yang Yanjing looked at her sideways, smiled, and gently stroked her forehead hair, "It's okay, these things are a thing of the past for me, there is no need to avoid it."
At this time, there were several groups of servants passing by on the gravel road behind the pond, but they all came and went quietly.
"Look, the seventh prince and the second lady are really affectionate."
"Look, look, look! The prince touched the lady's head!"
Maid A patted Maid B on the head, "It's the princess! What's your name, Miss!"
"You can see from the day you enter the door that the prince is really considerate to the princess, and today I saw the prince and concubine visiting the garden again. It's really very loving!"
The maids were all envious of the sweetness of Yang Yanjing and his wife.
Within a day, the subordinates spread the story of Yang Yanjing and Fenghuang's visit to the garden and their sweet actions all over the General's Mansion.
In fact, this is also Yang Yanjing's purpose.
Half of him really wanted to come out to find Fenghuang to relax, and half of him wanted to let everyone see how he favored Fenghuang, so that Fenghuang's face would be honored, and Feng Renxian would also feel at ease.
Sure enough, when Feng Renxian heard the news, he stroked his short beard and smiled. He really saw the Seventh Prince right. He was considerate and attentive to Huang'er, and Feng Renxian felt relieved when Huang'er was handed over to him. .
However, compared to Fenghuang, Feng Niyan's side is a bit bleak.
That afternoon, after Yang Yanqing and Qingqiu were lingering, Qingqiu was so tired that she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Her two little hands tightly grasped the brocade quilt, her brows were frowning, as if she was very tired.
Yang Yanqing's hair was loose, and when he bent down, the black hair on his head also slid down, covering his face, and brushed against Qingqiu's delicate cheeks.
His bony hands covered her face, and then reached her eyebrows, gently smoothing away the frowning eyebrows.
"Is it such an unhappy thing to be with this king?"
Yang Yanqing seemed to be asking her, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
After sitting quietly watching her sleeping soundly for a while, Yang Yanqing got out of bed, put on her clothes and went out.
After about an hour, Qingqiu woke up and slowly opened his eyes.
She looked at the snow-white silk tent in a daze, and after a few seconds, she felt a burst of severe pain all over her body before she was sure that what happened just now was real.
It hurts, my whole body hurts. She let out a groan, but covered her mouth in surprise the next second, feeling ashamed of herself.
Thinking of the charming scene just now, her face was instantly covered with red clouds. Was it really the prince just now? She was so affectionate and gentle that she couldn't bear to resist at all, and she couldn't resist.
While thinking wildly, there was a knock on the door.
"Tut Tuk."
Qingqiu put away all his thoughts in a panic, and whispered in a hoarse voice, "Come in, come in."
I thought it would be the prince, but I didn't expect it to be a maid who came in with a basin.
"Miss Qingqiu, the lord ordered the servants to come in to wipe the girl's body and change her clothes."
The maid put down the copper basin, towel and clean clothes in her hands, bent down and said respectfully.
A maidservant who followed in behind held a clean sheet and quilt, and stood aside with her head lowered, her eyes fixed on her.
Qingqiu blushed again and again, and stammered, "I, I can do it myself, don't bother the two sisters..."
"Girl, the lord has ordered that if the servants don't do it, I'm afraid it will be hard to explain, so please relax, girl." This servant is business-like, and speaks without any emotion, neither like nor hate.
Qingqiu couldn't hold back her, so he had no choice but to let her come here as she pleases.
When they sat up, both of them saw the striking red on the snow-white sheets. Qingqiu's face was like a ripe red apple, almost buried his whole head in the quilt.
"Girl, don't be shy. You'll be fine after you've experienced this. The slaves won't laugh at you."
Hearing her words, Qingqiu raised his head and looked at her in surprise.
After scrubbing and changing clothes, the servant helped her to sit on the grand master's chair. And another maid who was holding the sheets and bedding started to spread the new sheets and bedding.
The two maidservants supported Qingqiu and lay back on the bed again.
"Miss, take a good rest for the time being. The prince will order his servants to bring the meal over for dinner."
Qingqiu propped himself up halfway, fearful but sincerely said, "Thank you two sisters."
After the door was closed, the two maids discussed a few words, "This Qingqiu girl is really lucky, she met the prince, if it were anything else, the girl was kidnapped and had to go to work to serve the master immediately, it would be very miserable .”
"Aren't those women in the brothel even worse?"
"Oh, it's true."
The two walked away gradually while talking.
These two maidservants were brought over by Yang Yanqing from his own house, they don't recognize any princess or not, they only recognize who the prince loves more, so they will not report to Feng Niyan at all.
Qingqiu only heard the first few sentences. She thought blankly, is it really so scary
At dinner time, Yang Yanqing ordered people to bring food to Qingqiu, and also sent someone to wait on her for dinner.
On Feng Niyan's side, someone had already set up the table, chopsticks and chairs. After sending people over to confirm that Yang Yanqing would come over for dinner soon, Feng Niyan ordered people to start serving the food. Otherwise, she is afraid that the food will be cold, and the prince will not be happy after eating.
When all the dishes were served, Feng Niyan was just about to send someone to find out when the prince would come, when a servant girl rushed to tell her that the prince was here.
Feng Niyan got up quickly, straightened her clothes, put on a smiling face, looked at Yang Yanqing who was striding over, and greeted him.
"My lord, you're here. The food is ready, come and eat, or it won't taste good if it gets cold."
Yang Yanqing let out a "hmm", sat down, and began to pick up vegetables with his chopsticks.
Feng Niyan didn't dare to mention a word about what happened in the afternoon, she knew Yang Yanqing's temper, unless he said it himself, he absolutely didn't like others to intervene in his affairs.
Thinking of this, she had no choice but to silently put vegetables into the bowl for Yang Yanqing.
The servants serving the master's meal next to him secretly exchanged glances. The usually domineering princess, why is she so quiet at this time, has she changed her sex
Feng Niyan saw that Yang Yanqing seemed to be quite satisfied with his meal, so he couldn't help asking tentatively, "My lord, tonight is a beautiful day, and the moon in the sky is perfectly round. Why don't I ask someone to prepare wine, food, vegetables and fruits after dinner? Accompany the prince to watch the moon in the pavilion?"
"No need, you don't have to wait on me tonight, I'll go to sleep in my own room." Yang Yanqing interrupted her simply.
"My lord, the moonlight is so beautiful today, you've been tired all day, how about..."
"I don't want to go, I don't understand what I mean?!" Yang Yanqing put down the chopsticks with a snap.
How could he care about admiring the moon now? When he was eating, all he could think about was Qingqiu's face, Qingqiu's shy appearance, can she eat by herself, is the servant attentive to her, does her body still hurt
He didn't want to hear anything about what Feng Niyan said.
"This king is full, you can do what you want." Yang Yanqing put down his chopsticks and was about to get up.
Feng Niyan became anxious, and immediately stretched out her hand to press Yang Yanqing's hand on the table.
"My lord is going to that little bitch?"
"Snapped!"
Yang Yanqing shook off Feng Niyan's hand. The hand that was thrown off touched the plate on the table and almost fell to the ground.
"Her name is Qingqiu, let me hear you call her that next time, don't blame me for being rude to you."
Feng Niyan opened her eyes wide in surprise, trembling her lips, trembling with anger. This shameless bitch has already climbed to the top in just one afternoon!