A piece of Japanese incense

Feng Zhixu couldn't help but laugh and threw the snuff bottle to her.

Feng Zhixu stared at her unconsciously, watching Zhi Yihe open the bottle cap and sniff it, narrowing her eyes, rubbing her nose, raising one hand to cover her mouth and nose, and with a soft and crisp "A-choo", her body leaned forward slightly, and the sound was like the falling of delicate petals in spring.

Zhi Yihe always seems to bring people unexpected surprises:

Feng Zhixu originally thought that when she first entered the palace, she would definitely live with her father, but unexpectedly, she moved directly to the Women's Academy;

When Feng Zhixu learned that she was placed in the most dilapidated courtyard, he was still thinking about how to get her a better side hall, but she laughed and said that she had planted fruits and vegetables in her courtyard;

Feng Zhixu always thought that the cynical Zhi Yihe had no interest in learning, but unexpectedly he met her by chance in Wenyuan Pavilion.

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After his mother returned to the palace from the Crown Princess, she had been in a bad mood. After Feng Zhixu inquired, he learned that the Crown Princess intended to marry Qiu Yuxi, the granddaughter of the newly promoted Vice Minister of War, to him as his principal wife.

He had heard of this Miss Qiu Yuxi, who had beautiful handwriting. But to put it nicely, she was quiet and leisurely, but to put it bluntly, she was taciturn, and Feng Zhixu didn't like silent people.

According to his mother, the second brother of the husband of Minister Qiu's daughter was the Minister of War Yu Shangju.

The Crown Princess had originally intended to marry Yu Qi, the only daughter of the Minister of War, to Zhiyu as the Crown Prince's Consort, and arranged his marriage with Qiu Yuxi. The mystery behind this was self-evident.

His mother often felt that she owed the Crown Princess something, so she let the Crown Princess arrange everything. Although Feng Zhixu had some complaints in his heart, for the sake of his mother, he had to endure it as much as possible. However, on such a major issue concerning his life, he would never allow himself to be controlled by that person.

Just when he was troubled, a piece of paper suddenly flew onto the table: Oh no! Yu Tuan told me that the Crown Princess wants to summon me! (???????)

The following are the four words that Aqi replied: May you be blessed.

Below that is Ting Zhu’s handwriting: I just told you not to hit my brother.

Feng Zhixu looked at the note in her hand with a smile on her face. Since she entered the palace, Tingzhu and Aqi have become cheerful and lively.

He wrote with a flourish: Watch the show! >?o??

While the gentleman turned around, he stood up swiftly and threw the note across the screen with all his strength.

Zhi Yihe was still lying on the table in a daze, and was hit by the sudden note. He rubbed his head in confusion, unfolded the note and took a look, then sighed, stretched out his arms, and lay on the table again.

Feng Zhixu covered his mouth with his hands to suppress the laughter that was about to burst out. He thought to himself, it would be great if Miss Qiu was as funny as her.

However, Feng Zhixu thought again, why must it be like her? Why can't it be her! She herself is a unique existence!

This flash of thought flashed through his mind, and he made up his mind to convey his feelings to her immediately. Otherwise, what should he do if Feng Zhiyu had the same idea!

That wouldn't work. He quickly tore off a corner of the rice paper, but when he picked up the pen, he felt that this was too sloppy.

So he took out a complete piece of rice paper from the book box and spread it flat on the table. After some thought, he began to paint seriously.

He had to tell her, as soon as possible and solemnly, that he hoped to marry her.

Whenever he imagined what kind of astonishment Zhi Yihe might have when he knew that he had confided these thoughts, he couldn't help but laugh to himself:

Her eyes were wide open, her mouth opened as wide as possible, she stood frozen in place, pointed at him and asked in a trembling voice: "What!? You! You! You! You! You want to marry me?"

Although the appointment was at You time, Feng Zhixu was waiting at Weidingxuan early.

He looked out at the bustling streets, the crowds of people, the laughter, the colorful lights hanging high like stars falling into the earth. Children holding kites, happily jumping in the crowd, chasing the flowing lights and shadows. From time to time, the sound of scholars and friends reciting poems and composing essays could be heard from next door.

If Ah He agrees, they can leave the East Palace and build their own residence after they get married. At that time, they can also wander around temple fairs, recite poems, drink tea, and taste street food like ordinary people. Ah He loves novelty. In addition to collecting rare treasures, they can roam around famous mountains and rivers. Oh, yes! They can also go deep into the mountains and forests to hunt! Enjoy the joy of barbecue!

But what if she resolutely refuses? She also likes to play with Zhiyu and occasionally chat with Zhiyan. Will she feel that she is only good at reading and is very boring? His archery skills are mediocre, his horsemanship is not outstanding, and his cooking is even worse...

Feng Zhixu's mood was turbulent, sometimes excited, sometimes anxious, sometimes full of anticipation, sometimes immersed in the abyss of loss. This invisible torture made him feel helpless and frustrated, especially when time dragged on, waiting became an unbearable torture, and his mood also fell into a heavy quagmire.

As night falls, fireworks bloom in the boundless sky, like blooming flowers, dazzling and brilliant.

Tongde rushed in from outside and brought him news that made him feel relieved but also disappointed: "Your Highness, Miss Zhi sent a message saying that she would spend the holiday with her family and would not come."

His mood instantly sank to the bottom, and Feng Zhixu uttered "Oh" in vain.

Tong De saw this and said, "In fact, there was a letter from the palace saying that the emperor will celebrate the festival with the people at 12:00 tonight, and the throne will be temporarily set up on the Xuande Tower to show his intention to share the joy with the people."

Feng Zhixu took a sip of tea and felt it was bitter. He turned to look at Tongde and asked, "What time is it now?"

Tong De replied, "It's not even the evening hour yet. Should we wait here a little longer? Or does Your Highness want to stroll along the street?"

"Noisy! Stay here! Tell the people in the cubicle to keep their voices down! It's so noisy!"

"Yes, sir!" Tong De wanted to close the door and leave.

"Bring me a pot of tea!"

Tongde picked up the teapot while muttering, preparing to leave: "I said you are not used to this tea. Only Miss Zhi loves this Bamboo Sea Golden Tea and praises its darkest color. But Miss Zhi's way of drinking is completely different from ours..."

"How did she drink it?"

Tongde stopped and showed excitement between his eyebrows: "I have heard Yutuan mention that you need to fry the sugar until it turns red, then add milk, then pour in tea, and add ice cubes, and finally... add pearls! Yes! That's it."

"Why don't you hurry up and prepare it and serve it here!"

"Okay!" They ran out happily.

But a moment later, Tong An rushed in in a panic: "Your Highness! Something happened! Doctor Yun vomited blood in the street!