Rebirth against the sky: the daughter of a black-bellied daughter

Thinking that sooner or later she would step into the palace and become a woman in the harem, Lin Fengjiao felt a lot of resentment in her heart. What good would it be to think about the emperor? I heard that his face was disfigured in a fire and he could only wear a mask every day.

To cover up his ugliness. In addition, he has a gloomy and violent temper. She once heard from her father that a woman who had just been promoted to a concubine just had the idea of ​​taking off his mask, but he ordered him to be burned alive!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shudder, fearing that her future fate would be the same as that poor woman...

"Yesterday I was still wondering if you would come to the palace banquet. I didn't expect you to actually come. It seems that you and I are destined!"

As soon as he sat down, Feng Yebei turned his face to Shangguan Hui's side, ignoring the admiring looks of many women secretly looking at him, focusing as if he could only see her!

Shangguan Huifeng frowned slightly, feeling really disturbed by the 'trouble' coming to his door!

Couldn't this person be more low-key in his work? Didn't you see that there were so many resentful and jealous eyes on her? She didn't want to cause more trouble because of him!

"Your Majesty, what you said is wrong! Your Majesty's status is noble, just like a bright pearl hanging high in the sky. A common girl is humble, just a speck of dust on the ground. Anyone who can compare with the Prince? The theory of fate is even more nonsense!"

The indifference and alienation in Shangguan Hui's starry eyes stung Feng Yebei's eyes. He thought that on that day, under the red plum tree, he finally found his soulmate in life, so as to relieve his loneliness. But he didn't know that it was him.

Thinking too much.

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On the day of the palace banquet, early in the morning, everyone in the palace, from the concubines and female officials to the palace maids and eunuchs, were busy with work.

Shangguan Hui doesn't like crowded and noisy situations. She was in Chonghua Hall yesterday and had done everything she needed to do. So she didn't want to go to the so-called palace banquet today.

After getting up, when Shangguanhui went to greet the old lady who lived next door, he complained that he had a cold and a severe headache.

When the old lady saw this, she let her rest here. After the palace banquet, she was welcomed back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

After escaping the tedious palace banquet, she did not follow Wenqin's instructions and stay in the Nuan Pavilion to rest, but came to the imperial garden.

In the past, there was a plum forest in the southwest corner of the Royal Garden. When winter comes, the scenery of red plum blossoms is very beautiful. If it is reflected with the white snow, it will be even more fascinating and beautiful!

Following a familiar track, Shangguan Hui came to the former plum forest, but was disappointed to find that all the plum trees in the forest were destroyed. Instead, there were hundreds of flowers blooming, but they were no longer mundane to her eyes.

"Why is it you?"

Behind him, a familiar yet slightly experienced male voice made Shangguan Hui smile bitterly and twitch the corners of his mouth. Turning around, he saw the Xiuyi figure of Feng Yebei in white standing in front of him. He was holding a jar of wine in his hand, looking at his face with a smile on his face.

He was three-thirds drunk and must have drank a lot.

Feng Yebei stepped forward step by step, and his chin suddenly fell on her shoulder.

Shangguan Hui trembled, and was about to push him away, but stopped because of a low cry she overheard.

He...cryed?

"What's wrong with you?" After hesitation, she finally asked.

After a long while, the man's deep and painful voice floated out from beside her neck, "Today is her 100-day festival!"

"she?"

Shangguan Hui's heart tugged hard. She even forgot about it, but she didn't expect that he would remember it.