The Legend of the Ghost Concubine Chapter 12 part1

At this time, the sky suddenly let out a drizzle, tenth Long stretched out his wide sleeves to block the rain for Feng Xi Er, and pulled her to the small pavilion. Feng Xi Er felt embarrassed and widened the distance between her and tenth Long. Her face had a tinge of red, and she awkwardly scratched her neck. She bowed her head to pat the small drops of water on her body, and suddenly heard the low bellowing voice of the Seventh Long coming from the peach blossom forest. 

Feng Xi Er raised her head to look over, and saw Seventh Long holding onto Feng Yan Er's shoulders, questioning her in a pained voice: "Yan Er, why, why are you not willing to marry This prince?"

Feng Yan Er said delicately in a tearful voice: "Yan Er is unworthy to be with Seventh Prince, moreover, elder sister {jj} loves Seventh prince so much, so how could Yan Er snatch elder sister's beloved? Your highness {wy}, please forget Yan Er. From now on, don't come and find Yan Er anymore."After saying this, she sobbed and covered her face, and ran away.

Seventh Long stood in the peach blossom forest and got drenched in the rain for a long time, until Tenth Long went over and scolded him: "Seventh brother, why are you so foolish, Fang Yan Er abandoned you because she wants to enter the palace as the crown prince consort, it's not worth it for you to be like this for such a vain woman."

Seventh Long immediately looked at Tenth long with his eyes wide open, obviously, he looked as if he thought it was inconceivable. 

Feng Xi Er felt it was ironic, and couldn't help but sneer. In the eyes of the world, Seventh Long was so good and outstanding, but he was just a poor infatuated man. Sigh, their matters have nothing to do with her. Feng Xi Er lifted her skirt and walked back to the backyard. 

Feng Xi Er returned to her room. Because it was raining, Xiao Tu Dou stayed in the house and made shoes. Feng Xi Er leaned on the window, and boringly watched the drizzle outside. Feng Xi Er was soon going to be driven mad by boredom. Finally, she deeply understood that sentence by Mr. Lu Xun; either you perish in the silence or you explode in the silence. The ancient woman, who was raised in the boudoir, was really pitiful. No, she cannot do nothing. She felt that she had become a waste material and had to find something to do. 

With so much money in her hands, surely, she has to do something then she'd find it meaningful?

"In a few days, it'll be the Empress Dowager's birthday. Master {ly} has instructed the few ladies to go with the second madam to the Dragon King Temple tomorrow to pray. Miss, are you going?" Xiao Tu Dou chatted with Feng Xi Er as she did her needlework.

 The moment Feng Xi Er heard this, her enthusiasm rose. She instantly turned her head to look at Xiao Tu Dou excitedly: "Go, of course I have to go." Such a good opportunity, how could there be any reason not to go.

Xiao Tu Dou looked at her own miss's excited appearance, and without thinking she could also guess what was the miss thinking about. She immediately warned in a small voice: "Miss, you have to behave, now outside there are all the people wanting to catch you. If anything untoward were to happen to Miss, how will This servant explain to the late Madam". 

Feng Xi Er reached out and touched Xiao Tu Dou's hair, and said, in a rare, obedient tone: "Tu Dou, don't worry, I have a sense of propriety when I do things". Feng Xi Er thought, the more one hid away surreptitiously, the more it would induce the enemy's suspicions. Instead, it would be better to do what she wants openly. An ingenious plot flashed in Feng Xi Er's mind and her lips couldn't help but rise up and reveal a bright smile. Before the enemy finds her, she has to confuse the enemy's line of vision and thoroughly cast off the suspicious on her.

Xiao Tu Dou cut off the last thread, and handed over the shoes in her hand to Feng Xi Er: "Miss, quickly see if it fits". 

Feng Xi Er's heart was warm and she grinned as she took off her old shoes to put on the new shoes. She looked down and walked two steps, and gave a thumbs-up to Xiao Tu Dou. She nodded her head in satisfaction: "It's just right, and comfortable". 

Xiao Tu Dou was embarrassed from the praise, touched her ear, and smiled: "As long as Miss likes it". Then, she went on to do other work. 

Feng Xi Er looked at the busy figure of Xiao Tu Dou, and couldn't help but ask: "Tu Dou, do you want to marry?" Xiao Tu Dou was already twenty years old, and was considered a spinster in the ancient times. 

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