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Seeing that Wan Qing was worried, she waved her hand.

"You don't know that. If Feng Wuxi doesn't want to be settled by me after Qiuhou, since he has accepted the clothes, if I don't see him the day after tomorrow."

"As soon as I sue, I will go to the father's side, so that he can't eat and walk around." Xiao Yunsheng's expression was indifferent, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and there was still half of the gentleness in front of others.

Princess Duanyang is not a docile and harmless sheep, she is a wolf in sheep's clothing, but this wolf's morality is not as high as Feng Wuxi's.

Looking at the blue wide-sleeved gown in front of him, Feng Wuxi still remembered Xiao Yunsheng's appearance when he chose fabrics for her to make clothes.

Said that she can't steal her limelight, that clothes and accessories should be based on her, etc., with a disgusted look while talking.

If he had a choice, Xiao Yunsheng would definitely not go to the poetry meeting with her.

Feng Wuxi himself had a choice, but forget it, Princess Linglan couldn't bear it.

It's useless for someone like Linglan to talk about it, it's only useful if she really gives up. Feng Wuxi felt that she must have this idea in order to want to go to the poetry meeting.

If that place is available, she doesn't want to step into it a second time.

On the day of the Spring Mountain Poetry Fair, Feng Wuxi changed into the blue gown that day, and when the wide sleeves were lifted up, they could hang down to the sides.

The girdle is dotted with a few elegant white pearls, and the sleeves of the placket are embroidered with dark patterns.

The long hair was tied with a hair crown, and the jade hairpin ran through it, leaving a few strands of hair at the sideburns, and the mask on the face was replaced with a silver one.

In this way, after losing his murderous aura, Feng Wuxi just stood there, tall and graceful, and no one would think that the face under that mask was unbearable and ugly.

Because the perfect and exquisite chin exposed under the mask gave people infinite reverie.

Xiao Yunsheng also deliberately dressed up today. Before she walked in front of Feng Wuxi, she saw Feng Wuxi, who was still a few steps away from her, turned to look at her as if hearing footsteps.

The black hair falling on the shoulders rose and fell with Feng Wuxi's movements, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

"I have seen Your Highness." Feng Wuxi's voice was a little low.

For a moment, Xiao Yunsheng felt that her heart seemed to stop beating, and she felt that Feng Wuxi in front of her was very suitable for such an attire.

A blue dress complements this person's clear and handsome features.

Don't say she was stunned, Wan Qing behind her was also stunned for a long time.

Hou's mansion waited for a long time, and those who were lucky enough to see Feng Wuxi's appearance ten years ago all missed such a second young master very much.

The second young master back then was not like this, it was all due to the battlefield of the gods, forcing Hou Ye to wear a mask... I think that Hou Ye's face back then was more beautiful than a woman's without saying a word.

It doesn't sound good to say this to a man, but no one can say that it's wrong.

Xiao Yunsheng's expression was a bit unnatural, the other party was still wearing a mask, why did she seem to be fascinated by beauty.

What came to mind instantly was what Wan Qing once told her, which she regarded as fake news, about Feng Wuxi's appearance before it was destroyed.

Even the father said that if Feng Wuxi's face hadn't been ruined, there would be countless women who would be jealous.

Such a face is actually on a man's body, it's rather natural, and this man's gestures and gestures don't have any confusing femininity.

"Keep the consort waiting for a long time."

There are servants around, so Xiao Yunsheng naturally knows what his attitude should be and what he should say.

However, less than a day had passed since the rumors of discord she let out before, and after all, the intimacy that they had pretended to be was gone after all when they greeted each other.

After getting into the carriage, Xiao Yunsheng kept staring at her.

"Is there something on my face?"

"It's a good thing you're a man."

Originally, I wanted to say that it was fortunate that your face was ruined, but in the end Xiao Yunsheng couldn't do such a thing that hurt Feng Wuxi's feet, so he changed his words.

Feng Wuxi, who is not a man, smiled and did not answer.

She carefully looked up and down Xiao Yunsheng, today Xiao Yunsheng is very beautiful, the moon white dress on her body is painted with a touch of rouge.

"Why don't you wear the jade hairpin I gave you?" Feng Wuxi felt a little indescribable feeling in her heart when the phoenix-tailed butterfly wings landed on her temples.

"Why should I wear what you gave me? That jade hairpin doesn't match what I'm going to wear today." Xiao Yunsheng frowned, unaware that there was something wrong with him.

"That's right, it doesn't match." Feng Wuxi pondered for a while, not knowing what came to his mind.

"I see."

Xiao Yunsheng was in a daze, what did Feng Wuxi mean by this?

What do you "know"?

When they were in the city, the carriage was still slow, and when they left the city, they set foot on the official road.

The speed of the carriage increased. Sitting in the carriage, like Feng Wuxi, she could feel the sound of wheels crushing the ground and horseshoes trampling.

Xiao Yunsheng didn't make carriages very often, and was sensitive to these vibrations. Even though the carriage had been padded with a lot of cushions, it still made her feel a little shaken.

Needing to find something to divert his attention, Xiao Yunsheng thought about pulling out the invitation card for the poetry meeting in a drawer beside him.

"I don't know if this poem will be more interesting than previous years." Xiao Yunsheng looked forward to it.