Chapter 20-23

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Chapter 20: Hundred Flowers Event (1)

Ding Guow.a.n.g[1] Fu[2]

"I see, you may withdraw."

Inside the quiet and secluded Water Pavilion that appeared somewhat lonely, a man dressed in nature-coloured (blue/green/black) clothes gazed out the window at the water of the lake outside as he indifferently spoke.

Sun momo's[3] face that was solemn and thus looked unkind revealed a trace of helplessness as she looked at the lonesome silhouette of the person in front of her, wanting to say something and yet hesitating to. In the end, she didn't say anything as she sadly withdrew to go out.

"It would appear that Sun momo's impression of that Ye third xiaojie[4] is also not bad. One has to know that making Sun momo speak up for her isn't at all some easy matter." On the other side, Feng Zhi Yao who was dressed in ostentatiously gorgeous clothing lazily laughed towards the close friend before his eyes.

Mo Xiu Yao turned his head around to look at him, his eyes calm and gentle, "So what?"

"So what?!" Feng Zhi Yao sat up and glared at him, even his voice that had always been languid had raised a lot higher. "Ah Yao, Ye third xiaojie is your future wife, someone who has to spend a lifetime together with you. You really won't go and see?"

"If she really is as good as you say, do you think that...they will let me marry her without a hitch? Don't forget that behind her, there is still a Xu family." Mo Xiu Yao said calmly and unruffled.

"What does that mean?" Feng Zhi Yao frowned. Was it possible that they could still make mischief?

Mo Xiu Yao lowered his eyes, calmly looking at the hand resting on the armrest of the wheelchair, "That day when Li w.a.n.g[5] fu sent betrothal gifts, Xian Zhao taifei[6] had specially summoned Ye Li."

Feng Zhi Yao curled his lip in disdain, "Mo Jing Li surely isn't once again regretting it, is he? Even if he really did regret it then so what? Does he really think that the Ding guow.a.n.g fu and Xu family are playthings that he's allowed to toy with?"

A faint coldness flowed out from Mo Xiu Yao's deep and gentle eyes, "The matter of breaking off the engagement was originally Mo Jing Li first decapitating and then presenting a trophy (act first, report later). At that time...the late emperor choosing Ye Li to marry Mo Jing Li really wasn't without reason." When Ye Li was born, Ye Wen Hua was merely a third rank upstart; how could the late emperor select a di[7] fei[8] whose family background was of such humble origin for his own doted imperial son? Naturally, it was for Ye Li's waizu[9] Xu family. It was a pity within these years, the Xu family gradually withdrew from the imperial court, also letting the majority of people inside and outside the palace to forget in the end how big the Xu family's influence was.

"Since it was like this, then why would the emperor choose Ye third xiaojie for you?"

"If Ye third xiaojie really was a woman who had no talent, no looks, and no virtue and in addition, had had her engagement broken off by someone, why wouldn't the emperor have her chosen for me?" Mo Xiu Yao indifferently asked in reply.

Feng Zhi Yao shrugged his shoulders as though it didn't matter. In any case, the brains of the imperial family members weren't particularly normal. "Then in the end do you want to go take part in going to Mudan park or not? Do you want to go see your fiancée?"

Mo Xiu Yao turned back to look at the lake, taciturn and not speaking. Feng Zhi Yao took this all in and in his thoughts, inwardly nodded in clear understanding. Ever since that matter, Ah Yao had become even more and more awkward.

Ye Li somewhat had a headache as she looked at the full table in front of her. Most of the table's entire surface was divided into two sides; each exhibited a set of clothes and its corresponding accessories. On the left was a set of clothing with blue patterns on white; clothes like snow that had light blue b.u.t.terflies dancing lightly and gracefully over it; the sunlight from outside the window spilling onto it made people even more dazzled in seeing the b.u.t.terflies' wings flapping with the desire to fly. Jing er[10] and Tian er held the clothes gently and cautiously; Tian er who was the youngest said in amazement, "These b.u.t.terflies unexpectedly aren't embroidered onto it, so pretty ah."

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