The peerless Feng Yang when she was young.
Feng Yang got up from the bench and suddenly swayed slightly. She immediately steadied herself by putting her hand on the table.
Almost at the same time, Gu Yanfei stood up and helped Feng Yang up. She pressed the other party's pulse without a trace and smiled faintly. "I did a divination. It's a good omen."
Feng Yang smiled and patted the little girl's shoulder. "Thank you for your blessings."
Feng Yang's carriage was still parked across the street. Gu Yanfei and Wei Jiaoniang sent her to the carriage and watched it leave.
When Feng Yang arrived at the palace, it was very lively.
Before the Emperor's imperial decree to confer Xu Yao the title of a female marquis could be sent out of the Qianqing Palace, those well-informed nobles and courtiers rushed to the Qianqing Palace one after another to seek an audience with the Emperor. They were all stopped in the main hall.
