The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

"Miss, please calm down..." One of the maids mustered up the courage to speak in a low voice. However, as soon as she finished speaking, she immediately shut her mouth, fearing that she would anger the young lady.

Zuo Xinyi's anger did not subside, but became even more intense. She swung her sleeves and swept the tea set on the table to the ground. The sound of the porcelain breaking was particularly harsh in the silent room, making the maids' hearts rise to their throats!

At this moment full of anger and depression, a maid hurried in, shouting, "Miss, Miss! Good news, good news!" Her voice was particularly abrupt in the silent room, attracting everyone's attention.

Zuo Xinyi turned her head, frowned, and said impatiently: "How can there be any good news when the prince has gone to propose marriage! Even you look down on me? Are you here to laugh at me?" There was a slight tremor in her voice, and it was obvious that she was extremely angry.

Ah Man ran to Zuo Xinyi breathlessly and explained hurriedly: "Miss, you misunderstood me! It's really good news!" A hint of joy appeared on her face, as if there was really something worth being happy about.

Zuo Xinyi glared at Ah Man and said in a cold voice: "Tell me, if I am unhappy, you will be in trouble!" Her tone was full of threats, which made Ah Man shiver.

Ah Man took a deep breath and said carefully, "Miss, the Crown Prince did propose marriage, but he only allowed Miss Lin to be a concubine."

Hearing this, Zuo Xinyi's eyes lit up instantly, as if they were ignited by a flame. She excitedly grabbed Ah Man's shoulders and asked with a trembling voice, "Are you serious?" Her eyes were full of eagerness and expectation, as if she couldn't believe that this good news was true.

Ah Man nodded quickly and replied, "It is absolutely true, young lady! I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was very angry and said that if it were not for the Empress's face, she, Lin Xiuqing, would not even be worthy of the position of concubine."

Hearing this, Zuo Xinyi finally put aside her doubts and a smug smile appeared on her face. She patted Ah Man's shoulder vigorously, as if cheering for her own victory.

"Haha, Lin Xiuqing, so what if you entered the prince's mansion? It's just the position of a concubine." This lady is the candidate for the prince's consort. I want to be the most noble woman! Zuo Xinyi laughed triumphantly, her voice full of pride and confidence.

The next day, Huachang Street, the most prosperous street in the capital, was bustling with activity. This wide and flat street was lined with shops of all kinds, with all kinds of signs and colorful flags fluttering in the wind, giving off a strong atmosphere of the city. There was an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going on the street, some on foot and some on horseback, and everyone's face was filled with joy and anticipation.

With the sound of crisp firecrackers, a brand new three-story building rose from the ground in the center of Huachang Street, with a magnificent momentum. Several strong men worked together to slowly lift a huge red cloth. In an instant, golden sunlight sprinkled on the plaque in front of the building, and the three big characters "Yaxian Pavilion" shone brightly, as if they had a fascinating charm.

"Wow! This calligraphy is so beautiful!" The crowd burst into exclamations. The three characters "Yaxian Pavilion" were written with vigorous and powerful strokes, yet still elegant, as if they contained endless charm and profound meaning.

"Yes! There are people in the capital who are so good at calligraphy! This is the first time I have seen one!" A young man in gorgeous clothes exclaimed, his eyes full of admiration and yearning.

People around also started talking about it, some praising the beauty of calligraphy, and some speculating on the origin and story behind the Yaxian Pavilion. For a time, the entire Jinxiu Street was attracted by the newly opened Yaxian Pavilion and was very lively.

Everyone in the crowd was talking about it, their eyes focused on the brand new plaque. The three characters "Yaxian Pavilion" seemed familiar, but also had an unprecedented sense of novelty, as if it was some unknown artistic expression that transcended the times.

"I've lived for so many years and have never seen such a handwriting!" An old man stroked his beard, his eyes full of surprise and curiosity.

"Yes, this font is easy to read and looks ethereal, it's amazing!" a young scholar exclaimed. He tried to search for a similar font in his mind, but found that there was no comparison.

Indeed, this font was written by Feng Yanan himself. It has the readability of modern regular script, the fluency and unrestrainedness of running script, and the simplicity and charm of official script. Each stroke seems to have been carefully carved, which conforms to traditional aesthetic concepts and has a modern feel, making the whole plaque both classical and modern.

This font is easy to recognize and gives people a sense of transcendence and fairy spirit. It seems to have integrated the essence of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign calligraphy to create a new and unique style.

People speculated that there must be a great calligrapher behind the Yaxian Pavilion, whose talent and creativity undoubtedly added a touch of beauty to the prosperous capital. The plaque also became a unique landscape on Huachang Street, attracting the attention and admiration of countless people.

Suddenly, a loud voice broke the quiet air and brought their thoughts back to reality. "Dear fellow villagers!"

Everyone came back to their senses and saw a young man standing in front of Yaxian Pavilion. He was holding a strange object, one end was big and the other was small. He put the small end in front of his mouth and his voice became so loud that it seemed that the whole street could hear his voice. They had never seen this object before. Even Nanfeng, who was speaking, was shocked! It was the first time he had seen it. The big sister said that this could save him some effort. Sure enough, what the big sister gave was extraordinary!

With a smile on his face and holding the strange item in his hand, the man said loudly: "We are opening our shop today thanks to all the folks for their support." His voice was loud and clear, and every word fell into people's hearts like pearls, causing waves of amazement and curiosity.

People gathered around to see what was going on. Some looked at the strange object curiously, while others asked the man what it was and how it could have such a magical effect.

The sound spread throughout the street, and people's curiosity was completely aroused. They came to watch and talk about it.

Nanfeng stood in front of the bustling crowd, wearing a green gown with the hem fluttering in the wind. His voice was clear and loud, as if carrying some kind of magic, instantly attracting the attention of the people around him.

He smiled slightly, his eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation, and began to introduce Yaxian Pavilion. He said: "My fellow villagers, today I, Nanfeng, have the honor to introduce you to a magical place - our Yaxian Pavilion. This place is extraordinary. There are all kinds of magical pills hidden in the pavilion, including detoxification pills, which are all famous all over the world, but because of their rarity, they can only be seen through auctions on weekdays."