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Chapter 666 - 666: Departure (3)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Feng Yang had always been very calm. She said that she had no regrets in life, so why would she be afraid of death? She didn’t want to live or die, didn’t resent the world, and wasn’t afraid of death.
Ruo Su pursed her lips tightly and forcefully restrained the sorrow and helplessness in her heart. Seeing that Feng Yang tried to get up with her elbow, Ruo Su hurriedly took a step forward and wanted to help her.
“Don’t get up.” Gu Yanfei quickly pressed Feng Yang back. “1’11 give you acupuncture first.”
Therefore, Feng Yang stopped moving.
The palace maid quickly prepared the candles for burning the needles. She opened the needle bag and came over to a.s.sist Gu Yanfei.
As the candles lit up, the originally dark inner room became much brighter.
The silver needles and the earrings on Gu Yanfei’s earlobe shone in the candle light.
Gu Yanfei skillfully started to apply acupuncture to Feng Yang. Her right hand swept across Feng Yang’s face, and the first silver needle had already landed between her eyebrows…
Her movements of taking out the needles, burning the needles, and putting the needles were fast and accurate. She didn’t seem to look much, but the position of the needles was exactly right.
A series of movements was as smooth as flowing water without any pause.
Ruo Su had seen it with her own eyes many times, but she would still be amazed every time.
It was still seven needles that sealed Feng Yang’s seven apertures.
Ruo Su counted silently in her heart. When she counted to 21, she saw that Feng Yang’s pale face gradually regained color, as if time had reversed and the flower that was about to wither had slowly recovered its vitality.
After Gu Yanfei put away the needles, Feng Yang lifted the blanket and got up from the bed. Ruo Su and the eldest palace maid hurriedly helped her dress, combed her hair, and put on makeup.
They were used to doing this usually and their movements were extremely fast. In just an incense’s time, they had even combed Feng Yang’s hair into a bun. The hairstyle was dignified and simple.
Gu Yanfei didn’t avoid it either. She sat at the side and watched. She pointed at a jade phoenix hairpin in the box and said, “Today, wear this hairpin I gave you.”
A while ago, Gu Yanfei was obsessed with carving. Not only did she carve a jade hairpin, a small seal, and a jade thumb ring for Chu Yi, but she also carved some trinkets for Gu Yuan, Feng Yang, and the others.
She had given Feng Yang this jade phoenix hairpin. From choosing materials to drawing and carving, she had personally completed them. There were even arrays carved on the hairpin.
The eldest palace maid took out the jade hairpin from the box and put it on Feng Yang. Gu Yanfei smiled and brought over the mercury mirror for Feng Yang to see.
“It looks good, right?” Gu Yanfei said smugly.
Feng Yang looked at the familiar face in the mirror, raised her hand to adjust the jade hairpin, and touched her cheek.
Her originally cold cheeks and fingertips had some warmth again. She looked no different from a normal person, completely different from her haggard appearance when she slept just now.
“You have good taste and good skills.” Feng Yang looked up and smiled at Gu Yanfei.
Gu Yanfei was pleased and smiled happily. She also felt that her taste was first-rate. “My taste is indeed good!”
Be it looking at things or people.
Thinking of a certain someone who wasn’t in the capital at this moment, her smile became more bright and charming. Even her cheeks were dyed with light, making her look even more beautiful in the candlelight.
At this moment, Ruo Su, who had just gone out, returned. She smiled and reported, “Your Highness, breakfast has been prepared. Would you like it served?”
Feng Yang actually didn’t have a good appet.i.te. She turned around and asked Gu Yanfei, “You’re here so early. Have you eaten breakfast?”
Gu Yanfei chuckled. “Your Highness knows me very well. 1 especially came to freeload on Chef Zhang’s breakfast.”
The chefs in charge of the princess’s residence kitchen were royal chefs bestowed by the Emperor on Feng Yang. One was good at cooking, and the other was good at snacks. The snacks made by Chef Zhang Yu were extremely delicious. Gu Yanfei had eaten them once, so she often came to the princess’s residence to eat snacks.
At this moment, Ruo Su also knew Feng Yang’s answer and hurriedly got someone to prepare dinner.
It wasn’t even dawn yet, but the sun was already rising outside. The morning air was especially fresh, and the chirping sparrows came with the wind from time to time.
After breakfast, the two of them immediately went out. Gu Yanfei rode Feng Yang’s vermillion wheelbarrow again, and the two of them took the car to the entrance of Chengtian Gate.
Because the Emperor was going to the imperial mausoleum to wors.h.i.+p his ancestors today, the carriages of the officials accompanying him were also waiting in the square in front of the palace.
Seeing that Feng Yang’s vermillion carriage had arrived, the royal guards at the entrance of the palace went forward to maintain order. The officials’ carriages dodged to the sides.
Outside the carriage, an inner servant dragged out his voice and shouted, “Her Highness has arrived!”
Ruo Su helped Feng Yang down the carriage.
Under the light of the rising sun, the old woman’s figure was as tall as a pine tree. Although she was old, her eyes were wise and sharp, making people look at her and involuntarily ignore the wrinkles on her face. They only paid attention to her especially bright and intimidating eyes and her powerful aura.
When her gaze gently swept across the surroundings, she had the dignity of a king, as if she was looking down at the ministers from the clouds, dignified as ever.
“Greetings, Princess Feng Yang.”
The ministers couldn’t help but lower their heads in admiration and bow with cupped hands. They had different thoughts.
Ever since Feng Yang wrote to the Emperor in the court last month to ask him to appoint the Eldest Prince as the crown prince, many people had a.s.sociated the appointing of the crown prince with Feng Yang’s previous serious illness in the palace. They suspected that Feng Yang didn’t have long to live and wanted to help the Emperor appoint a crown prince while she was alive.
But now, looking at Feng Yang’s energetic appearance, everyone was convinced..