RMACAUH Chapter 4

Chapter 4 The young men and noble ladies present blushed…

Chapter 4 The young men and noble ladies present blushed…

Su Qingzhi’s eyes were as bright as stars, and she couldn’t help but raise the corners of her mouth, yet she still maintained a noble and proper demeanor: “It is Qingzhi’s honor.”

Feng Yue’s light tone carried a hint of playfulness: “I won’t accompany big brother, alright?”

Feng Chao pursed his lips and smiled, “You go quickly! I knew it…” As he said this, he playfully pushed him gently towards Su Qingzhi.

Feng Yue didn’t expect him to push him like this, so he took a small step forward, and the two almost faced each other.

Su Qingzhi’s entire fair face flushed red, and she took a step back in a fluster, inadvertently smelling a pleasant fragrance mixed with a trace of blood on Feng Yue’s body, like a potent aphrodisiac, causing a tightness in her lower abdomen, and she was too shy to raise her head to look at him again.

Feng Chao walked to an elegant side hall, took the tea handed over by a young eunuch, and lowered his voice to coldly order: “Have someone secretly keep an eye on my third brother, and report any situation between him and Su Qingzhi in a timely manner.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

*

Feng Yue was thinking about finding a legitimate reason to go back when Su Qingzhi beside him said something, but he didn’t hear a single word.

Su Qingzhi secretly raised her eyes to look at the handsome and unparalleled Guangling Prince beside her. His expression was cold and serious, and when he pursed his lips and remained silent, he exuded a majestic aura without anger, which made people feel timid.

Su Qingzhi was momentarily flustered, wondering which sentence she had said wrong, causing him to dislike her.

Feng Yue, lost in thought, naturally didn’t know the entanglement in her heart. Not seeing the person he wanted to see, he felt extremely disappointed.

While passing under a peach tree, the surrounding noble ladies and young men looked panicked. Feng Yue was absent-minded and didn’t notice anything unusual until a few yellow leaves fell on his head. He frowned, looked up, and the person on the tree, startled, slipped and fell down screaming.

Feng Yue’s heart tightened, and he subconsciously reached out his hands to catch the person, and their eyes met, a moment of eternity.

Wei Xiaofeng’s heart was pounding wildly, so forcefully that it seemed to want to jump out of his chest. He was so nervous that he began to stammer, “Guang…Guangling Prince…”

At this time, Xiaofeng was still chubby, very soft to hold, with a face like a white dough ball, and a pair of beautiful danfeng eyes were watery. He opened his lips in surprise, his cute tongue pressing against his pearly teeth, with a look of confusion and helplessness after doing something wrong.

Xiaofeng…

His Xiaofeng!

Several breaths had passed, and Wei Xiaofeng’s heart became more and more flustered. The Guangling Prince’s arm strength was truly amazing. He had heard that he was seriously injured, but he could still hold him so effortlessly.

The muscles on his arms under his palms bulged, and they felt hard and firm when he grabbed them, indeed different from a *ge’er*.

Why was he looking at him like this? Wei Xiaofeng was so nervous that he could hardly breathe. Should he say something in this situation? What should he say?

“Um, you’re really strong!”

This sentence usually didn’t sound like much, but in the current situation, when it came out of Wei Xiaofeng’s mouth, it had another profound meaning.

The *ge’er* and noble ladies present all blushed, feeling envious while secretly scolding Wei Xiaofeng for being shameless.

Feng Yue held him in his arms, unwilling to let go for a moment, but he was also afraid that his thoughts would be exposed and bring disaster to Wei Xiaofeng. He gritted his teeth, steeled his heart, coldly threw him carefully onto the grass, and even said with disgust, “Too heavy!”

A burst of muffled laughter rose and fell. Wei Xiaofeng’s face flushed red, and he rubbed his wrist in grievance. His pair of misty danfeng eyes looked around, filled with mocking laughter.

Feng Yue only felt a dull pain in his chest, raised his hand and pressed the wound on his shoulder, his brows furrowed tightly.

The quick-witted Su Qingzhi immediately noticed Feng Yue’s abnormality, and her heart jumped to her throat, “Your Highness, did you…did you hurt yourself?”

Feng Yue’s face turned pale: “It’s just an old injury. You guys have fun yourselves. This Prince staying here makes you uncomfortable, so I won’t spoil the fun.”

Saying this, he called over the palace servants not far away, who supported him as he left.

As soon as Feng Yue left, Zhu Yi stepped forward and kicked Wei Xiaofeng, “You’re really stupid! I told you to catch a cat, but you managed to Smashto Guangling Prince!” (*Smash means to drop onto someone from above*)

“Wei Xiaofeng is finished! He offended Guangling Prince, he’s waiting to die!”

“He might implicate his family.”

Su Qingzhi’s pair of clear and beautiful eyes also glared at Wei Xiaofeng with resentment, and she left in a huff, full of righteous indignation.

A group of people watching the show were not afraid of things getting bigger and continued to fan the flames. Hearing this, Wei Xiaofeng felt like he wouldn’t survive tonight.

He trembled all over, crying and sobbing.

“The cat is still up there, Wei Xiaofeng, hurry up and catch it!”

Wei Xiaofeng cried out loudly, “I’m not going! It’s all your fault for making me climb a tree to catch a cat. I won’t survive anyway, so what’s the point of catching a cat for you? If you want it, go yourselves. I want to eat more good food before I die, *woowoohoo*…”

“Eat, eat, eat, you’re still eating? Didn’t you hear Guangling Prince say you’re heavy?”

“That’s right, you’re a *ge’er*, why do you eat so much? You’re tall and burly like a man, how will you marry?”

“Someone like him, if he doesn’t marry into a wealthy family as a concubine, he can only marry a farmer to till the fields.”

Hearing these words, Wei Xiaofeng’s chest rose and fell violently in anger, his face becoming increasingly red, his fists clenched tightly. People thought he was going to rush up and hit them, but they only heard him say aggrievedly, “I didn’t eat your family’s rice! I ate my maternal grandfather’s!”

The handkerchief he brought was already covered in tears and snot. Wei Xiaofeng didn’t care and used his sleeves to roughly wipe the tears from his face.

Not far away, two palace servants came over with a ladder, smiling and saying, “His Highness told us to get a ladder and catch the cat. Please make way, young masters and young ladies.”

Everyone was delighted to hear this and didn’t bother to pay attention to Wei Xiaofeng anymore.

Wei Xiaofeng returned to his seat, holding a plate of snacks, sat under the vermilion wall pillar, and ate the snacks to comfort his wounded heart.

He sniffled, rubbed his sore eyes, and said fiercely, “A bunch of bad people, just bullying me. I’ll never play with you again!”

*

Feng Yue returned to the Heyue Hall where he used to live, took off his gold-embroidered black outer robe, and a large piece of his white inner garment was stained red with blood.

The pain was feigned, but it was true that the wound had reopened.

He had suffered too many injuries and pains, and this little skin trauma was nothing.

He had just taken off his inner garment from his shoulder when the Empress, hearing the news, rushed over with the old imperial physician from the palace.

“Yue’er! Yue’er, is your injury serious? Let mother take a look!”

Feng Yue quickly pulled his inner garment back up, covering his body full of large and small wounds, lest she feel uncomfortable seeing them.

He sighed helplessly, “A son should avoid his mother after growing up. Mother, please go out. Just let the imperial physician stay.”

The phrase “A son should avoid his mother after growing up” made the Empress Chen give up, and she had no choice but to withdraw from the bedroom with a worried look.

The imperial physician stepped forward and respectfully bowed: “Your Highness, please take off your inner garment and let this old official examine your injury.”

“Mm.” Feng Yue took off his inner garment.

Even the imperial physician, who was used to seeing scars and blood, couldn’t help but gasp, “Your Highness must take good care of this body full of injuries. If you don’t recuperate properly and trigger an evil syndrome…” It might damage his lifespan.

“I know my body very well. You old man should save your nagging and quickly help me stitch up the reopened wound.”

Although these words were domineering, they revealed respect, leaving the old imperial physician helpless. He could only move more gently and begin to treat his wound.

As expected of an old imperial physician in the palace, he worked quickly and the stitches were beautiful, unlike those barefoot doctors in the army who were temporarily hired to help. They would grab a person and thread the needle like sewing a sack, and the scars left after the wound healed were unsightly.

Seeing the old imperial physician begin to pack up his medicine box, Feng Yue lowered his voice and reminded, “When you go out, if my mother asks, you can just say it’s a small injury and tell her not to worry.”

The old imperial physician smiled and nodded: “Your Highness is so filial, this old official understands.”

Before long, the Empress Chen, with her personal palace maid, strode in. Seeing him put on the blood-stained black outer robe again, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed tightly.

“This dress is dirty, why are you still wearing it? Stay at Heyue Hall tonight, and I’ll have the palace servants prepare hot water for you to wash up.”

Feng Yue tidied his belt, his face with a few young people’s high-spirited smile, “I haven’t had time to see the mansion His Majesty bestowed upon me! This son will return to the mansion tonight, and will enter the palace tomorrow to see Mother.”

Empress Chen was disappointed for a moment, and sighed: “Yes, you have grown up, now you are a Prince and General, this palace shouldn’t treat you as a child anymore.”

“Mother, do you have anything to give me now that I’m back?”

Empress Chen smiled and didn’t play coy. She asked the palace servants to bring a sandalwood treasure box and asked him to open it and take a look.

Feng Yue couldn’t hide his excitement as he opened the box. Inside lay a translucent jade pendant, with a talisman for safety carved on it.

“I chose the best jade stone from the treasure vault, had the royal craftsmen polish it, and sent it to Wanbao Temple to pray for blessings and consecration. I just got it back, do you like it?”

“I like it…” Feng Yue’s voice was hoarse as he put the jade pendant back on, “Thank you, Mother. This son will always wear it carefully.”

“How did you know Mother had something to give you?”

“That’s natural. How could I not know how much Mother dotes on me?”

Empress Chen affectionately patted his cheek: “It’s getting late. Since you are determined to return to the mansion, then leave the palace.”

“Alright, this son takes his leave. Mother, rest early tonight too.”

Empress Chen ordered the head palace maid to hold a lantern in front and send Feng Yue out of the palace.

The palace banquet ended, and the ministers led their families and left the main palace gate one after another.

Wei Xinhe, Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, sat in his carriage and waited for a long time before seeing his legitimate children board the carriage.

Wei Miaohua affectionately held her father’s hand, her voice sweet: “Father, let’s go.”

“Where’s Fifth Brother?”

“Him…” Wei Miaohua pouted: “Father, you don’t know, Fifth Brother offended Guangling Prince in the imperial garden! I just asked him to leave with me, but he said he hadn’t had enough fun yet and was going to Zhu Yi’s house to drink!”

“This little beast!” Wei Xinhe was so angry that his face turned ashen. He pulled the bell and asked the coachman to drive back home, and said fiercely, “See how I deal with him when I get home!”

The legitimate siblings exchanged a look and smiled wickedly.

Wei Xiaofeng hurried out, but could only watch his own carriage drive away, his eyes stinging again. He muttered, “They left without calling me. It’s so far, so dark, how am I going to get home?”

He paced around the palace gate for a while, and saw Zhu Yi about to get on his carriage. He felt ecstatic and ran over happily.

“Yiyi! Yiyi… Can I get on your carriage? My family’s carriage left in a hurry and left me behind.”

Zhu Yi looked embarrassed: “Oh dear, our two families don’t go the same way. Why don’t you ask someone else?”

“Yiyi,” Wei Xiaofeng was about to say something, but Zhu Yi drilled into the carriage as if fleeing, and the wheels rolled into the dark night.

Who else could he ask? Wei Xiaofeng silently questioned the sky and had no choice but to resign himself to walking home.

After walking for a while, he suddenly heard the sound of a carriage behind him. He turned around happily and raised his hand vigorously. The visibility was poor at night, and before he could get close, he was pushed into the corner of the wall by a sword-wielding guard in armor.

Wei Xiaofeng rubbed his sore bottom, looked at the pomp of the entourage, and his heart pounded wildly. This must be some prince or nobleman, right? He almost caused another disaster. Stopping a royal carriage could be a capital crime.