Chapter 2120

Sure enough, Feng Shaojin did not come back for several days as he said, but ordered someone to bring over another box of seasonal clothes, shoes and socks.

The servant tidied Mo Lingwei's clothes, and praised: "This cheongsam is really beautiful, and the embroidery is really fine. If you are far away, I thought the peach blossom branches from our backyard were printed on this dress."

Another servant was full of envy: "There is a lot of chaos outside, the young master put the young lady here, and he really cares about the young lady."

"What do you know." The servant lowered his voice: "When I went to pick up the clothes from the designated point of the guard, there were rumors in the streets and alleys that the wedding date of the Young Marshal and Miss He's family had already been set.

No matter how good you are to the young lady, if you can't be given a title, and won't be recognized by the Feng family, how good can it be?

If you leave this door, you will be judged by the world.

These days, the concubine's room is not as good as a concubine's room. "

"You're right. It's okay to have no children. What should I do if I have children in the future? Maybe the children will be implicated because of the mother's status as a concubine. Poor..."

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The work and rest time has always been regular, and Mo Lingwei, who was supposed to be taking a nap at this time, stood at the stairs and heard the conversation between the two clearly.

She looked at the backs of the two servants who were busy, and retreated step by step to the bedroom.

There were pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the table, medical books were spread out on the table, and a pen stained with thick ink had already written a few lines on the white paper. She had only sorted out half of this prescription.

Feng Shaojin is getting engaged.

Is Feng Shaojin finally getting engaged?

Thinking of what he said a few days ago, Mo Lingwei put her head on her hands and smiled abruptly.

No wonder there is no time to come and see her as usual, Yuncheng's most honorable family, Feng He, is getting married, the engagement is such a grand event, there must be a lot of things, how can I find the time to come over.

That's right, when he gets engaged, he will spend less and less time here in the future.

Mo Lingwei flipped through the message that Feng Yichen sent back to her, picked up a pen and added a line beside it: "When is the engagement date of Feng He's two families?"

After thinking about it, I added another stroke: "The seasons change, my hand-embroidered peach blossom cheongsam was probably made in a rush at the neon clothes shop, and the servant went to the designated place to get it back.

Tomorrow, I will have someone go to the neon clothes shop to order a cheongsam embroidered with begonia flowers for me..."

By the time this book was delivered to Feng Yichen, the cheongsam she ordered in the neon clothes shop was almost finished, and it was time to send someone over...

The servant guessed that Mo Lingwei had almost woken up after a nap, so she took the prepared cheongsam to the bedroom and put them in the closet one by one.

The servant shook off one of the cheongsams and showed it in front of Mo Lingwei: "I heard that the young master specially ordered someone to make it for you in a hurry, look how beautiful it is.

If it is worn on the young lady, I don't know how beautiful it will be. "

Holding the book in her hands, Mo Lingwei stared at the shirt for a while, lowered her eyes, and her thick and curly eyelashes concealed the emotions in her eyes.

Her voice was flat, without the slightest ups and downs: "I think the peach blossoms are too bright, but the begonias are more beautiful."

maid:"......"

The servant paused, and asked cautiously, "Young madam doesn't like it?"

"If it wasn't for Begonias, embroidered plum blossoms would be beautiful. Plum blossoms are a gentleman, exploring waves and snow, cutting snow and ice, a whole body of pride..."

The servant listened ignorantly. Although she didn't quite understand what Mo Lingwei said, she finally grasped the point: peach blossoms are too delicate and beautiful, not as good-looking as embroidered plum blossoms or begonias.