NFBE Chapter 116: The Sixth Prince Selects a Concubine
Chapter 116: The Sixth Prince Selects a Concubine
At the entrance of the courtyard, Jin She was confronting a maid. The maid stood there trembling, not daring to move under Jin She's gaze.
Upon seeing Feng Jiutian, the maidservant hurriedly said, "Miss, Qingzhi has woken up. I came here specifically to inform you."
Feng Jiutian rested his eyes, then looked at the maid with a more relaxed expression.
How did you know I was here?
The maid was momentarily speechless, but then relaxed and said in a low voice, "I... I saw the young lady come over, but she didn't inform anyone, so I didn't dare to greet her. Qingzhi woke up just now, and I figured the young lady must be waiting for news, so I rushed over."
Feng Jiutian sized up the maid.
The maid's eyes were calm, though she was afraid and nervous. It was fear of the golden snake in front of her and nervousness at the thought of being scolded by Feng Jiutian.
Feng Jiutian's eyes darkened, and he bowed slightly: "Alright."
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When they arrived at Qingzhi's room, they found her already supported by a soft cushion, sitting and drinking porridge.
Upon seeing Feng Jiutian arrive, he pretended to want his luggage.
"No need." Feng Jiutian waved his hand, walked to the bedside and looked at Qingzhi: "How are you feeling?"
Qingzhi looked at Feng Jiutian with a smile, tears welling in her eyes.
"Miss, my life is worthless, it's just that you've been wronged..."
Hearing Qingzhi's sobbing, Feng Jiutian felt his temples throbbing, and he rubbed them uncontrollably, growling in a low voice, "Stop crying."
Seeing Qingzhi stop, Feng Jiutian said calmly, "I didn't do anything. Besides, your legs probably won't heal anytime soon. Even if they do, they will definitely leave lasting effects."
Although it was cruel, Feng Jiutian still chose to speak out.
Kiyoshi will find out sooner or later, so it's better to just make it clear from the beginning.
Qingzhi's eyes dimmed slightly, and she forced a smile: "Miss, I know."
She knew her body best, and Qingzhi was well aware of her own physical condition.
Feng Jiutian paused, said nothing, offered some words of comfort, and then turned and left.
The maidservant followed closely behind Feng Jiutian. Feng Jiutian left the room and paused, asking, "You want to follow me?"
The maid was stunned for a moment, then looked at Feng Jiutian with determination.
"Miss, I want to follow you."
Feng Jiutian's decisive and swift methods had already won her over. Although it was somewhat risky, she had no choice but to take the gamble.
“Miss, back then, Madam was kind to me. For so many years, I was blinded by greed and didn’t help you. Now that you have risen to prominence, even if I am insignificant, I will definitely help you.” The maid bowed deeply, tears welling in her eyes.
For so many years, she has heard the reputation of her young mistress as a good-for-nothing spread far and wide, but she is powerless to do anything about it. The burden of her family rests on her shoulders, and her young mistress can never give her any hope.
For so many years, she has lived in constant torment, feeling guilty towards her former wife.
Now that the young lady has shed her reputation as a good-for-nothing, she can no longer hold on.
Feng Jiutian's eyes darkened, a half-smile playing on his lips.
She didn't know the maid's purpose, but now...
"Okay, you can stay and take care of Kiyoshi."
Feng Jiutian said calmly, his deep eyes fixed on the maid, as if trying to see through her thoughts.
"As ordered."
The maid bowed slightly, indicating her submission.
Feng Jiutian said nothing more and returned to his own South Garden.
Along the way, it was inevitable that a few servants would see them.
In no time, the news of Feng Jiutian's return to the Prime Minister's residence spread throughout the entire residence.
In the city, the Seventh Prince's marriage has become a hot topic, and all the major families are looking for suitable women to marry, including the Feng family.
After all, the Feng family was the Prime Minister's residence, a place directly under the Emperor's attention. For the sake of his reputation, Feng Lingyu had no choice but to accept this concubine selection.
Feng Lingfu was pacing back and forth in her room, looking flustered and anxious.
She would inevitably be chosen for the Seventh Prince's marriage. Feng Jiutian had already been married before, so she was exempted from this selection.
As an unmarried woman and the daughter of a prime minister, she was naturally destined to be selected to enter the palace, which made her feel indignant.
"No way, I don't want to marry that ugly and unloved seventh prince!" Feng Lingfu tugged at her sleeve, frowned, and muttered to herself.
In Feng Lingfu's heart, she already had someone she liked.
That was Qin Yuehan, the only son of Prime Minister Qin.
Back then, when they first met, Qin Yuehan's gentle yet cheerful smile and his seemingly alluring eyes had already captivated Feng Lingfu's heart.
After all these years, Feng Lingfu has remained chaste, perhaps still clinging to a sliver of hope.
But now, it seems that the illusion is about to shatter...
Meanwhile, Qian Wanyi was deep in thought, plotting ways to deal with Feng Jiutian in her room.
Meanwhile, in order to escape the selection of concubines, Feng Lingfu ran to Qian Wanyi's room crying and looking aggrieved.
"Mother, I don't want to marry that ugly and crippled seventh prince. If I marry him, my future will be ruined! Please go and beg Father for mercy and put in a good word for me!" Feng Lingfu poured out all her bitterness when she saw her mother.
"What! You don't want to marry the Seventh Prince? Do you think this is a matter for you to choose? Don't forget your place!" Qian Wanyi shouted. She looked at Feng Lingfu with disappointment.
When Qian Wanyi saw Feng Lingfu running over with a wronged look on her face, she felt a little sorry for her and thought that someone had bullied her.
When she heard Feng Lingfu say that she didn't want to marry the Seventh Prince, she felt that her daughter was really too immature. Given their current situation, this was not the time to let her be spoiled and willful.
Now that Feng Jiutian has returned to the manor, it only proves that his plan has definitely failed.
His own position of power in the Feng family was also in jeopardy, all thanks to Feng Jiutian.
For a moment, Qian Wanyi was filled with a strong sense of crisis and pressure.
"I just don't want to marry that seventh prince. No matter what, I'd rather die than marry him!" Hearing that Qian Wanyi not only didn't comfort her but also kept blaming and scolding her, Feng Lingfu felt even more wronged and a little angry.
"This is not up to you. I will not plead with your father on your behalf. It is your honor to marry into the royal family. You'd better go back to your room and prepare yourself properly," Qian Wanyi said sternly, without a trace of emotion.
"I won't. If you won't go, I'll go talk to Father myself." Seeing her mother's lack of understanding, Feng Lingfu felt deeply saddened and, in a fit of anger, decided to go and explain things to her father herself.