"Why bother learning poetry and literature? You can read whatever you like, no need to learn. Especially don't have to learn just to please him."

  Such a woman is meaningless.

  Walked into the garden, everywhere was a vast expanse of white.

  The road has been cleared, but the trees in the garden and the small plants under them are all pressed down by thick white snow.

  Some tender branches have been broken off.

  It was also at this time that the prince in the palace took Dong Bao out of the Forbidden City.

  Huang Ama doesn't need him to serve her, taking a walk in the afternoon should be fine.

  He was worried about Fengying who lived in that small courtyard.

  The slaves in the palace, he didn't dare to move easily, although he had already instructed the people outside, during the Golden Festival, they responded to Fengying, but after all, they didn't know how.

  Riding horse out of the palace, it took less than two quarters of an hour to arrive at Fengying's residence.

  Several outer guards rushed over to receive them, tied up the horses, and the prince took Dong Bao inside.

  The old ladies were busy asking for peace, Fengying wore a big red cotton-padded jacket, didn't wear a cloak, combed the Han people's hair vow, very naturally and ordinary came out to ask for peace: "Grandpa has come, give grandpa a peaceful greeting."

  She didn't like this way of paying respects in ancient times, but this gentleman was the crown prince.

  "Get up, what are you doing?" The prince waved his hand and went into the house with her.

  The weather is too cold, nothing to do, practicing calligraphy. I'm good at everything else, but my handwriting is poor." Even if the original owner was a master of all artistic skills, she still couldn't write well with this body.

  It's been more than three years and I've finally made some progress.

  The crown prince looked at the words on the table and smiled: "Not bad, practice slowly. I'll find some posts for you to follow later."

  His words are not suitable for women.

  "Hmm, how come you're here at this time? We just had a holiday yesterday and now you have free time?" Fengying thought that she wouldn't even get to see him this year.

  "Hmm, let's take a look at you, how did you spend your day yesterday?" The prince asked.

  "I've made a few more dishes, and someone sent over quite a few things. Thank you, Prince. However, I am Han... ...Han people, but this festival."

  It's just that Han people who are officials in the capital will celebrate it slightly.

  "Grandfather is drinking tea." Fengying poured a cup of tea for the prince.

  The prince picked it up, but didn't drink, just holding it to warm his hands.

  "What's wrong? Not happy?" Feng Ying asked, sitting beside him.

  "Sometimes I really envy you, quietly staying here." The prince didn't respond, he just pulled up one of her hands.

  Feng Ying didn't struggle either: "That's how people are, Grandpa envies me, but I still think there will be better days."

  "Have you heard about what happened in the morning?" asked the Crown Prince.

  "A few imperial tutors were searched? This matter is also strange, after being searched, those few big shots are still imperial tutors... I heard that someone has jointly petitioned?" Feng Ying said.

  "Yes, this is the imperial edict of the Empress Dowager. The court is in an uproar." The Crown Prince frowned.

  "I'm just an ordinary woman, I don't have any way to help the prince." He must be in a difficult situation.

  What can the Crown Prince say when the Emperor does things this way?

  He couldn't live with his conscience, opposed it, and his days were unbearable...

  Yesterday, the Emperor conferred a dancer as a noblewoman. The Crown Prince continued.

  "Wu Ji? Han Ren?" Feng Ying was astonished, this news would not be spread for the time being.

  The crown prince nodded.

  Feng Ying was speechless for a moment, she felt astonished.

  Although I knew early on that this Qing dynasty was not the one in history... wasn't Emperor Kangxi wise and powerful? How could he do such a thing?

  "Never mind, I won't talk about palace matters with you. I just came to see you and will leave soon." The Kangxi Emperor is in the palace, he can't spend the night outside.

  Feng Ying knew this too and felt sad for him.

  Children without freedom.

  "What's with that look in your eyes?" The Crown Prince lost his smile.

  "Feng Ying was embarrassed..."

  "What's lacking? You're placed here, alone but no time to accompany you." In a year, there really wasn't any time to accompany her. If... it continued like this, he would have to let her go.

  "It doesn't matter, I know the Crown Prince misses me and that's enough. Since...the palace is unstable, it's better not to come out." The Crown Prince being stared at by Emperor Kangxi, would find it difficult to come out anyway?

  "Hmm. I'll come visit you when I have a chance." The prince turned his head to look at her.

  Although the sunshine outside is great, time has gradually become late.

  The sunset's sunlight, no matter how dazzling it is, will soon set in the west.

  Her delicate profile, sparkling eyes, suddenly made the prince feel... very beautiful.

  As if unable to help himself, the prince stretched out his hand and pressed her occipital bone down, then kissed her.

  Feng Ying didn't dodge, she just closed her eyes.

  At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind - if only this man were hers alone, how wonderful that would be.

  How can such a bitter and helpless thought be realized?

  This kiss, with bewilderment, with pity, with uncontrollable passion, and irrepressible emotions.

  "Now, I suddenly can't bear to leave you here, but you don't want to enter the palace either... Alas..." The prince sighed.

  She brushed her hair back behind her ears.

  "It doesn't matter, I'm not afraid of living here." Fengying's heart was stirred by him, but she couldn't possibly enter the palace because of this.

  The transformation of identity brings shackles and estrangement.

  Even if she spent her whole life as the concubine of the crown prince.

  "It's all because of my incompetence." The prince sighed.

  If he had absolute freedom, why would he make her so miserable?

  "What are you talking about? The crown princes of all dynasties have always been like this. Stop spouting nonsense. It's getting late, shall we head back?" Feng Ying was reluctant to leave, but in the end, they had to go.

  Winter days are short anyway.

  The sun didn't come out until after noon, even if the palace is close by, it still takes time.

  This delay has made the time we spend together all too brief.

  The prince stood up: "You stay here for now, I'll come back later."

  "Don't take risks. I'm here, I'll wait for you. No matter how long." The prince is not an ordinary man.

  It's not because I'm busy and can't come, it's... people who make a wrong move will die.

  Moreover, if something happens to the crown prince, it will be a disaster that costs millions of lives... a catastrophic price.

  In front of these things, their vague feelings are negligible.

  "Uh, no need to send it." The prince nodded, he understood her thoughts.

  He also knew that Feng Ying didn't have too deep of feelings for him, but this woman was intelligent and kind.

  Everything has been taken into account.

  Out of the door, Feng Ying still leaned against the door and saw off the prince.

  The crown prince rode away on his horse, but couldn't help turning back to look. The small courtyard's vermilion gate was open, and outside the main house door, a woman in bright red stood there just like that.

  At the edge of the sky, the last ray of sunlight still remains, as if all the most beautiful things are there.

  But he... had no control over his own body.