C19

Within Cheng Ming Palace, the glazed palace tiles emitted a faint golden light due to the reflection of the sun. The red walls and high pavilions were everywhere showing their magnificence.

Qu Jingxi brought Feng Xiwu and bowed to the people in front of them.

The etiquette of the pavilion ladies in a noble family would normally be taught by the nanny s specially invited by the elders, but Feng Xiwu was different. Her etiquette was all taught to her by the grandmother of the Duke of State's Mansion.

Little by little, from drinking tea to eating food to acting and acting.

Ever since she could remember, her life had been taken care of by that old granny. In Feng Xiwu's memories, other than being strict with her behavior, that old granny had treated her extremely well.

Whatever was good in the manor, she would always place it at her side. Even after the meal, she would often choose what she liked to eat. She also had the most new clothes when the season changed every year.

She liked the material of the Soft Mist, but it was expensive, so the old granny supported her with the money and forcefully took out two sets of Soft Mist clothes.

Initially, Qu Yiyu was worried that Miss Feng would cause trouble because she was too nervous to enter the palace for the first time.

Lu Yanxin secretly clenched her teeth, she had thought that this damned girl was just a general's daughter, and wouldn't even be able to stand up in front of others, but she never thought that not only was she beautiful, her looks were even better than Lu Wanru's.

Even her temperament seemed to surpass hers, the mother of a nation.

This girl would become a big deal in the future. He had to think of a way to get rid of her.

Sometimes, being too outstanding was not a good thing, it was just like how Feng Xiwu, who clearly had not done anything, was already viewed as a thorn in her side, a thorn in her flesh, she wished for nothing more than to get rid of it quickly.

"Brook's complexion is rosy. It seems this wedding is quite Xi'er's wish." Qu Yiyu laughed and joked.

Feng Xiwu drank a mouthful of tea and remained silent. She then decided to pass all the exchanges to the Prince Jing Lord, although it was a little unkind, but she believed that the Prince Jing Lord would be willing.

Qu Jingxi nodded, "I still have to thank father for bestowing me a marriage, to find such an intelligent, capable, and beautiful woman for me."

After saying so, he didn't forget to look at the girl beside him, and displayed an expression as if he had an affair with a concubine.

Feng Xiwu was just dumbstruck by his words, in the next second, she was staring at the man's eyes which were filled with love, and she felt goosebumps all over her body.

Feng Xiwu lowered her head and did not look at him.

"Your majesty, stop teasing them. Look, even the Prince Jing's Concubine is getting shy." Seeing that she had lowered her head, Lu Yanxin opened her mouth to speak in a considerate and understanding manner.

"When chenqie heard that the Prince Jing's Concubine was coming, she specially ordered someone to prepare a pair of fine blue and white porcelain ware as a greeting, Peaches."

A palace maid walked towards them with two other young eunuch following behind her. Each of them were holding a slightly larger blue and white porcelain bottle in their hands.

Qu Jingxi's expression was calm, and no emotions could be seen.

The blue and white porcelain was carefully placed on the ground. After a few servants blessed themselves and retreated, everything looked very beautiful.

The smile in the eyes of Lu Yanxin, who was seated on the high seat, grew wider and wider. This time, she was determined to properly fix this damned girl up.

"Prince Jing's Consort, I wonder if you still like his?"

Lu Yanxin took a sip of the tea, and even the slightly astringent tea became more fragrant.

"Not bad, not bad at all. However, there is a little flaw." Feng Xiwu said indifferently.

However, Lu Yanxin was overjoyed. She was the empress, and destroying her position in public was simply not giving face to the emperor. The emperor would definitely not like her. Without the emperor supporting her, it would be as easy as crushing an ant to death.

Lu Yanxin turned her head to look at the man beside him. As expected, the man's expression wasn't as good as before, and there was even a hint of anger in his expression. The tight line at the corner of his mouth was more than enough to explain everything.

"Then the Prince Jing Concubine said, where is the flaw? I have ordered someone to perfect it before sending it to your residence. "

Look, if there's a flaw, I can help you fix it before sending it to the palace. She is such a magnanimous mother of a country.

On the other hand, Qu Jingxi frowned, "This blemish is not on the outside, empress, although the blue and white porcelain bottles look intact, but the blemishes cannot be fixed, it is as though some people are hopeless, as though... empress. "

When Qu Jingxi met her with his ice-cold eyes, he flustered for a moment, as if his little thoughts had been seen through completely. The cold aura in the man's eyes made her heart tremble.

"Alright, let's not talk anymore. Men, take away those blue and white porcelain bottles. Empress, you're tired too. Go back and rest."

Qu Yiyu rubbed his throbbing temples. How stupid was he to marry a woman?

Did she feel that her IQ was too high, or did she think that others' IQs were too low?

Did he think Qu Jingxi was stupid? To bully his wife in front of others, couldn't he see how much Qu Jingxi doted on that girl? He even supported her when she sat down, afraid that she would be injured.

In addition, he should at least use some of his best methods to obstruct others. It would be shameful if he were to use this kind of common trick that couldn't even be put on the table in front of others.

Lu Yanxin could clearly feel that there was a layer of displeasure in Qu Yiyu's gaze when she looked at her, but before she could understand what it was, a clear sound below interrupted her train of thoughts.

The two eunuchs who had been ordered to carry the bottle were filled with terror. They had not done anything, so how could the bottle suddenly break into pieces?

"Your majesty, the emperor's servant really didn't do anything. This bottle, the bottle suddenly shattered. Your servant doesn't know what happened either."

The two eunuchs knelt on the ground and kowtowed nonstop, begging for mercy. They really didn't do anything, so why did the bottle break the moment they picked it up?

Lu Yanxin's face turned a little pale. However, with so many eunuchs and palace maid s gathered here, she didn't want to lose her composure.

Qu Yiyu's headache got worse. He did not understand, he just wanted to meet Xi Er and his daughter-in-law properly, just to have a simple meeting, chat, and flirt with his father-in-law. Why was there always trouble?

Would these people die if they calmed down?

Qu Yiyu looked at the pillow beside him with anger. Seeing that you were the empress, he forced himself to call you, yet you still dare to cause trouble for me!

"The two of you can leave. Someone else, pack up." When the two eunuchs heard that there was nothing wrong, they hurriedly left dejectedly.

A few palace maid s immediately went forward to clean up, and Qu Yiyu stood up.

"I have been careless. I hope that Prince Jing's Concubine doesn't take it too seriously. There are some new pastries that have come out of Fangyan Pavilion recently, let us go have a taste together."

In the blink of an eye, only Lu Yanxin was left in the large side hall, and she had only just recovered.

The emperor is actually apologizing to that slut? Was it because she had made things difficult for her? How long had she been in the palace, for the Emperor to treat her in such a manner?

He actually dared to seduce the emperor in front of her and didn't place her in his eyes at all.

Very quickly, Lu Yanxin came to this conclusion.

Lowly person, what a low person!

The anger on Lu Yanxin's face added a few more lines to her originally enchanting face. Her cheeks, which were even more fiery red than rouge, were unclear whether it was anger or shame.

A faint trace of blood seeped out of her knees as she lay on the ground.

Compared to the gorgeous side hall, this scene looked somewhat miserable. The dark red lips in the corner slowly curled up, and the figure under the veil turned around and disappeared.