Chapter 135

  The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier.

  The rain had been falling all night, and by dawn it still hadn't stopped. Murong Feng got up early, she was a person who liked the rain, liked to listen to the rain and watch the rain, this rain was something she had liked since her days as Bai Min, something she couldn't let go of, now in this dynasty, far away from the era of Bai Min, without knowing what kind of era it was, this rain was the only thing that could bring her a familiar feeling.

  Chun Liu walked in and said softly, "Crown Princess, Xia He, the maid of Meng Gongzhu from the Fourth Prince's residence, has come to see you. She says that her master fell ill last night and would like the Fourth Prince to go take a look."

  "Let her in." Murong Feng said calmly, "Wait a moment, the Fourth Prince will get up soon, let's see what he plans to do."

  Xia He walked in, it was her first time seeing Murong Feng, the woman who made Meng Wanlu's heart troubled. She looked like just a weak and gentle woman, with hair hanging down to her shoulders, wrists slightly exposed, eyebrows clear and eyes beautiful, temperament not common, indeed an outstanding woman.

  "Xia He has met Murong young lady." Xia He said coldly. This woman had caused her master to be unhappy, she certainly wouldn't like her.

  Murong Feng smiled faintly, seeing the malice between Xiahe's eyebrows. He quietly smiled at Chunliu and said: "Chunliu, can you see this Miss Xiahe's eyes? I'm afraid she has a million grievances against me in her heart, truly hating me to death would be a relief. Miss Xiahe, I know you're Meng's personal maid, last night it seemed that Old Lady Meng mentioned that if not for your care, Meng wouldn't know what to do. However, if you hate me, why put it on display? You've even reduced the opportunities to harm me, so much so that I must warn Chunliu: If something happens to me in the palace now, the first person to look for should be you, Miss Xiahe."

  Xia He's heart was filled with anger, and she thought to herself: "Why is Murong Feng speaking so bluntly? Is her intention to harm me that obvious?" She glanced at Murong Feng and said calmly: "Xia He is a rough person who doesn't know how to speak properly, and I'm also a foolish person. How can Miss Murong say that I have the intention of harming you? Isn't this belittling Xia He?"

  Murong Feng smiled lightly and said, "Xia He, although you are Meng's maid, this Hé Yì Yuàn is my domain. Whether you're willing or not, you must address me properly as the Fourth Prince Consort. In the past, because Chun Liu refused to acknowledge Meng's identity, she was beaten for no reason. I'm a petty person and still remember this matter clearly. However, I don't want to settle this account with you; in my heart, Chun Liu's status is absolutely not lower than your mistress. So, this account will be settled with Meng. But the phrase 'handled me'... I can remember it well and attribute it to you."

  Xia He shuddered and stared blankly at Murong Feng, saying with hatred: "You actually eavesdropped on the Crown Prince's consort and me! How despicable."

  "Is that so?" Murong Feng said calmly, "This is the imperial palace, I am the fourth prince's consort. If I want to know something, why must you eavesdrop? You two are outsiders, plotting against others on someone else's territory is the most unwise thing to do."

  Xia Hei thought stupidly, when she and Meng Wanlu spoke last night, there was no outsider around, and in the entire Fourth Prince's Mansion, there were no old people from the Fourth Prince's Mansion, they all went to He Yi Garden. Who eavesdropped on their conversation last night and told Murong Feng?

  "In that case, there's nothing much to think about." Sima Rui's lazy voice sounded from the side, "You go back and tell your family's Meng girl, if she gets sick, just send for the imperial physician. How can I put it, she is my niece after all, so I still have to take care of her a bit. If she's too seriously ill, I can have someone notify her aunt to come pick her up and bring her home to rest."

  "The fourth prince's consort said——" Xia He lowered her head and said.

  "Is that Xia He?" Sima Rui said coldly, "A slave, daring to call her own master the fourth prince's consort. Does she think I, Sima Rui, am an easy person to talk to? Go back and tell your family's Meng girl that although the ceremony was held, I didn't show my face throughout, and the red cloth was lifted by herself, so it doesn't count as me, Sima Rui, taking her in. If you don't want me to really tear off the facade and send her back, then quietly leave on your own."

  Xia He raised her head, and in her heart, she really didn't understand why Meng Wanlu would like such an unreasonable man. "Miss has always had you in her heart, but you treat her like this. Even if you really don't want her, you should be the one to go and tell her yourself. Now, in other people's eyes, she is already your concubine. If you want her to leave, aren't you just sending her to her own death?"

  "An outsider?" Sima Rui hummed softly, "Is an outsider someone like me, Sima Rui? How dare you use such a tone with me? You're just a lowly servant, and yet you have the audacity to speak to me in this manner. It's truly nauseating. She can do as she pleases, it's her freedom. I want what I want, it's my freedom. I don't owe her any emotional attachment, so don't tell me what should or shouldn't be."

  "The slave girl just thinks that the young lady is pitiful, the young lady misses you and can't sleep at night, even if you really dislike her, you should go and have a good talk with her in person." Xia He said loudly, staring at Sima Rui.

  "Xiahe girl said that there is some truth to it." Murong Feng suddenly smiled lightly and teased, "Considering her loyalty to her master, why bother calculating with her. I think you should also personally talk to Meng girl clearly, so she can put it down, and if you don't make it clear, this Xiahe girl won't do anything to you, but she will definitely do something to me."

  Simarui furrowed his brow and said helplessly: "Okay."

  Murong Feng walked quietly to Xia He's side, his low voice saying: "Xia He, this is the imperial palace, a place where one must be strong. Unless you have a good reason to be stubborn, if you still want to take good care of Meng Niang, then restrain your so-called personality. Otherwise, I guarantee that once you leave this door, it's hard to say whether you can return to the Fourth Prince's mansion. You are loyal and protective of your master, but by my side, Murong Feng also has people who are loyal and unwavering. Do you believe me?"

  Xia He was taken aback, and when she looked up at Murong Feng, she saw a pair of deep eyes like the sea. She couldn't see what was inside, but felt calm and warm, as if they had contained everything. For a moment, she was actually a little afraid, for there was too much insight in those eyes, too much understanding, leaving her nowhere to hide.

  The rain was so heavy that it was impossible to hold an umbrella and move forward. Sitting in the soft sedan, the curtains were still wet through. Sima Rui sat in the sedan, feeling a bit annoyed. This Meng Wanluo was not ordinary evil, not letting him have a peaceful morning. He had seen women who liked him before, but because of some kinship with Meng Wanluo, he couldn't bear to.