What replaced it was a scrutinizing gaze.
"Does Your Majesty truly intend to attend the wedding banquet?"
Pei Jue: "Why, am I not welcome?"
Feng Yun gave him a sidelong glance, "You may come. But don't bring any family..."
She nodded slightly, her lips curving upward seriously, yet her words seemed tinged with sarcasm no matter how one listened.
The atmosphere grew slightly tense.
Pei Jue faced her.
"You are my only family."
-
Wen Xingsu left before dawn the next day.
Because the hour was so early, he didn't say goodbye to Pei Jue and Feng Yun.
Feng Yun was also eager to return to Andu to prepare for the wedding. She hitched a ride on Pei Jue's official missive sent to Xijing, hurriedly sending an urgent letter to the Princess Residence, and then started to pack.
She had arrived with only Xiaoman and two chests.
On her return, the attendants' luggage filled two full carts.
Feng Yun disliked the atmosphere of parting.
