Queen of flowers - Chapter 42

After the water was heated, Yong Ruo went to the kitchen to get a basin to wash Feng Liao’s face.

Feng Liao actually followed behind her step by step. Seeing that she washed the basin twice, he nodded with satisfaction.

Under the eaves outside the kitchen, there was a wooden shelf for the washbasin. Two short bamboo poles were inserted on the wall, and a rope was tied between the bamboo poles, and four handkerchiefs were hung on it.

Everyone in the Yong house used the same handkerchief to dry their faces.

After Yong Ruo transmigrated, she couldn’t bear with it, so she took two feet of thick white cloth and made four handkerchiefs, one for each person, with different marks.

Yong Ruo took a handkerchief from Yong Qiao and handed it to Feng Liao.

Feng Liao did not answer and asked, “Who used this?”

“My brother Yong Qiao.”

Feng Liao frowned in disgust, “I don’t need his handkerchief! Who knows if he blew his nose in it?” He smiled at Yong Ruo, “I will use yours! Which one is yours?”

Yong Ruo hesitated—she was not used to sharing her handkerchief with others!

Feng Liao’s face immediately became angry, “Do you think I’m dirty?”

How dare she admit such a thing, “If anyone is dirty, it would never be Feng Gongzi! But I am a girl after all, how can I let a “man” dry his face with the handkerchief I use?”

Feng Liao thought about it and thought that she was right.

His face returned to normal, with a sigh, he took a cloth out of his sleeve, “I’ll use my own!”

After scrubbing his hands and face, Feng Liao sighed comfortably, and asked Yong Ruo, “Fragrant ointment for hands and face, you don’t have it, right?”

Yong Ruo smiled, “The Young Master is bright!”

Feng Liao threw the cloth directly and didn’t care about it. Yong Ruo scrubbed and washed it twice and hung it on the rope. She filled the basin again and drained the water.

Seeing her movement, Feng Liao stayed for a moment. When she finished hanging the handkerchief, he said a little uncomfortably, “You don’t have anything here. I’ll send someone to deliver it.” He turned around and walked to the hall.

Yong Ruo followed him. She felt that he was too intimate today!

“I didn’t work for you. How can I plainly ask for things?” She refused.

“I plan to dig up the plum tree and plant it in my house. Naturally, I have to exchange some equivalent things. Small things like tea and ointment are just a little bit of extra gifts.”

Feng Liao said and turned to look at the plum tree in the yard. Then he didn’t go into the house again, but turned around and walked under the plum tree to see the flowers.

When Yong Ruo saw that he wanted to see the flowers, she went to bring the lantern and planned to hang the lantern on the plum branch, so that he could take a closer look at the plum blossom.

At this point, plum blossoms had faded. If he didn’t watch them, he had to wait for next year!

As she lit the lantern, she wondered in her heart, ‘Feng Gongzi said something strange just now! He wanted this plum tree, why not say “buy it at a high price,” but use the strange saying “get something equivalent” in exchange?’

She preferred silver!

Or was Feng Gongzi using a flower as a metaphor for someone whose marriage agreement was broken?

Yong Ruo thought of this and unconsciously smiled. As soon as the smile unfolded, she was shocked and immediately stopped to ask herself, ‘Why should I smile when I think of this! I smiled unconsciously. Then It must be because I am happy … Why am I happy?’

There was a flash of insight into her heart!

By this moment, she seemed to feel that it wouldn’t be unacceptable to marry Feng Gongzi as a concubine!

First of all, Prince Feng liked her. Even if he wouldn’t be very affectionate, but with his character, he would probably not turn his face ruthlessly after she falls out of favor. As long as she knew a little, she wouldn’t attract the disgusting people of those who are “more honorable,” and it wouldn’t be impossible to live safely after falling out of favor.

Maybe she could also ask for a country house and live a pastoral life in this era after falling out of favor.

Secondly, Feng Gongzi didn’t make her disgusted. She still had a little affection for him, and it wouldn’t be unbearable to go to bed with him.

Third, if she entered Feng Gongzi’s house, her chances of getting sterilized medicine and saving Zhou’s would be greatly increased. Zhou’s situation wouldn’t be as desperate as it was!

For him, Yong Ruo seemed more objective and tolerant. Unlike many people in her previous life, who blamed the third party in the marriage, shouting to kill her, she believed that in the face of survival, it is an instinct for everyone to strive for more survival resources for themself and their bloodline descendants.

Ancient women had no way to go out to work, make money, in the workplace. The only way they could strive for survival resources was by men. Being a concubine, they depended on the man, and a wife also depended on the man. What choices they made depended on the resources and opportunities they had. There was no need to use modern people’s moral, ethical, and social rules to judge their behavior.

What was more, being a wife or being a concubine, the vast majority of women who lived in ancient times had no choice.

She used to think she had a choice.

At that time, she had not experienced the horror of Chongxi entering the household, had not endured the humiliation of being disappointed and abandoned in the past, and had not experienced Luo Tong and Wu’s family carrying a corpse, and using the corporal blackmail to make her indignant, powerless. So she didn’t want to bend her knees and resisted Feng Gongzi’s offer, and she chose the Yang family according to her own wish…

But she was given a headshot!

Today, as a retired woman, she was greatly devalued in the marriage market. Who else could she marry?

Not marrying anyone wouldn’t work unless she was going to be a nun and face the hardships of her family.

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