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"The princess has a real fondness for Luohua tea."

Feng Xue raised an eyebrow. "Doesn't Your Highness also have a special fondness for lotus flowers?"

"Oh?!" Situ Xingyun raised an eyebrow slightly. "What do you mean by that, Princess?"

"Your Highness just lamented how many lotus fairies there are in this world. From your lament, it's clear that you already have a lotus fairy in your heart. It's not that Your Highness is particularly fond of lotus flowers, but rather that you are particularly fond of a woman in your heart who is like a lotus flower!"

A hint of appreciation appeared on Situ Xingyun's face.

Feng Xue turned her head and gazed at the lotus flowers outside.

Speaking of lotus flowers, she thought of a woman who was like a lotus flower.

At this moment, Situ Xingyun slowly spoke: "The first time I saw her, she was dancing gracefully by the lotus pond, her water sleeves fluttering, her fragrance lingering. Her exquisite dance made the world pale in comparison, and the surrounding lotus flowers seemed to bloom only for her. She was very delicate, like a willow by the river. And she had a pair of... silver eyes that were enough to make one's heart flutter."

Situ Xingyun's eyes were fixed on the lotus flowers, his voice soft and gentle, as if he were lost in beautiful memories. When he spoke of "silver eyes," his dark, jade-like eyes gleamed with a soft light.

Situ Xingyun hadn't expected to say these things in front of Feng Xue. But looking at her, he couldn't stop himself from speaking. He was probably the first person to praise another woman in front of his wife!

However, Fengxue was also the first wife who could remain calm and composed after hearing about her husband's infatuation with other women.

Volume 1: A Woman Among the People Named Qingyun Wuqing (Part 3)

"The lotus fairy that the prince mentioned must be the Twin Butterfly Girl from the Drunken Flower Pavilion."

Situ Xingyun raised an eyebrow. "The princess seems to be very well-informed about the outside world. Perhaps it's the gossipy servants in the manor?"

“Your Highness, apart from the Yinmengsha people in the border region, people with silver eyes are extremely rare in Fengxi. Moreover, Miss Shuangdie is famous throughout the world for her beauty; who doesn’t know her?” Feng Xue’s gaze shifted from the lotus flowers to Situ Xingyun.

"indeed."

The prince should treat her well, but Feng Xue stopped herself as soon as she was about to say it. She didn't want to get involved in things that didn't concern her. Feng Xue lowered her eyes and glanced at the empty pear wood table, wondering: Why hasn't Qingyi arrived yet?

At this moment, Qingyi pushed open the door and entered. She bowed slightly to Situ Xingyun before placing the tea on the pear wood table, curtsied slightly, and said, "Princess, tea."

Feng Xue sat up from the chaise lounge, glanced at Qingyi, lifted a corner of her veil, took a sip of Luohua tea, and then slowly said, "Qingyi, why are you so late?"

The woman in green trembled slightly, bit her lip, glanced at Situ Xingyun, then lowered her head and remained silent.

Feng Xue frowned. "Qingyi, I'm asking you a question."

"Qing... Qingyi..." she stammered, her face slightly pale.

As if he knew something, Situ Xingyun said, "Speak freely."

Qingyi took a deep breath before saying, "Qing...Qingyi just finished making tea and came back when she encountered Madam Hong...she...she..."

"Did you spill the Luohua tea?" Feng Xue guessed, noticing the wet patch on Qingyi's sleeve.

The woman in green nodded frantically, “Madam Hong also… also said…”

"What did you say?" Situ Xingyun asked in a deep voice. It was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"They say the princess only became a queen because of her noble birth; otherwise, with a face like hers, a brothel wouldn't want her. They also say the prince is with her every night, and the queen's position will be hers sooner or later."

Seeing the trembling figure in blue, Feng Xue's voice softened, "Qingyi, please leave. I know what I'm doing."

After Qingyi left, Fengxue looked at Situ Xingyun, her voice somewhat dissatisfied: "Your Highness once promised Fengxue that Qingyi was Fengxue's person, but today..."

Having paused appropriately, Feng Xue was pleased to find that Situ Xingyun's brows were furrowing more and more tightly, and his face was unusually gloomy.

"I have promised the princess, and I will not go back on my word." Situ Xingyun ordered, "Bring Lady Hong here."

Sorry! Updates have been a bit slow these past couple of days, and there might be even fewer updates tomorrow, hehe, I have something very important to do tomorrow.

Volume 1: A Woman Among the People Named Qingyun Wuqing (4)

When Madam Hong stepped into the Snow Pavilion, her eyes were filled with jealousy.

The magnificent pavilion, the exquisite furniture, and the precious decorations—even the beaded curtain alone was enough to make her drool. Eighty-one South Sea pearls were strung together to form a milky-white beaded curtain, and when the curtain was lifted, the crisp sound was like a nightingale singing in a valley.

Today, Lady Red specially wore her most gorgeous outfit, with a golden hairpin in her hair, making her look even more dazzling and luxurious as she walked.

Behind the beaded curtain, this was the scene that Lady Red saw.

A woman reclined languidly on a chaise longue, dressed in a light blue embroidered robe with pleated details, the hem of which cascaded down to the floor. Dozens of vibrant flowers adorned the skirt, their fragrance almost intoxicating. Her jet-black hair was held in place by a jade hairpin with pearls and a jade tassel dangling from its end, adorned with a gourd-shaped flower inlaid with kingfisher feathers, coral, and turquoise. A pine-green veil covered her face.

She exudes an indescribable air of elegance, nobility, and composure.

She turned her head slightly to one side, her eyes fixed on the lotus pond outside, seemingly unaware of Madam Hong's arrival.

Meanwhile, Situ Xingyun spread out a blank scroll on a desk not far from the chaise lounge and began to paint. His dark eyes were fixed on Feng Xue on the chaise lounge, while a faint smile played at the corners of his eyes. He seemed completely unconcerned about Madam Hong's arrival.

Madam Hong bit her lip slightly, but dared not speak, for fear of breaking the tranquility.

At that moment, Madam Red felt the silent connection between the two, as if an invisible red thread was pulling them together, and that red thread could not be cut unless one of them was willing to let go.

Half an hour later, Situ Xingyun finally put down his brush, picked up one end of the scroll and examined it closely, trying to find any shortcomings. When Feng Xue heard the sound of the brush being put down, she gently shook her stiff head and complained, "Your Highness's painting time is really hard to compliment."

After speaking, Feng Xue stepped down from the chaise lounge, her long skirt trailing behind her, and walked towards Situ Xingyun's side, saying as she went, "If there is a next time, Feng Xue will never suffer like this again."

"A princess, being of noble birth, shouldn't have to suffer like this. Next time you paint her, find a stand-in!"