Volume 2 ◆ Flourishing Talent VS Overlooking the World ◆ 029 Mutual Slaughter Among Brothers

  The light and agile figure of Feng Hui Xue flashed across the eaves, swift as a swallow in flight, so fast it seemed like a wisp of green smoke drifting by, leaving one wondering if they had just imagined it.

  She sensed someone following her, her slender eyebrows slightly raised, and the golden light in her deep pupils quietly flashed by, her gaze swept towards the bustling city.

  The Ziwei City was still as bustling as ever, with streams of people weaving together into a huge net that enveloped the streets.

  It's still a distance from the most prosperous area, and there aren't many people who would stay here, but in front of a simple yet elegant building, it's bustling with people.

  "It's here!"

  With the help of the crowd gathered in front of the building, she could shake off those people behind her.

  Her figure flashed, passing through the gap in the crowd. Before entering the building, she glanced up at it and saw the three words "Weaving Brocade Building" prominently displayed on its facade!

  "So this is Weaving Silk Tower!"

  Weijin Building is the most famous building in Ziqiao City, and even in the entire Tianyao Empire. The young ladies of Fengfu had once shown off their clothes made of brocade bought from Weijin Building to her when she was still wearing tattered clothes.

  It wasn't until then that she knew there was a place called Weaving Brocade Building. The fabrics there were rare and beautiful, it was the place where the wealthy and powerful officials' families squandered their wealth.

  Phoenix Snow walked into the Weaving Silk Building, looking at the colorful silk hanging down like a waterfall, floating in the building, with a feeling of falling into a dream. The twinkling lights on the silk flashed, making her eyes busy and her heart full of admiration for the weaving girl of the Weaving Silk Building.

  She must be a clever and resourceful woman!

  If there's an opportunity, I really want to meet you!

  Unfortunately, the Weaving Maiden never sees outsiders and few people know what she looks like.

  Inside the brocade building, the air was filled with the scent of rouge and powder. Many noblewomen, heavily powdered, were dressed to the nines, competing with each other to sell fabrics worth a thousand gold coins per bolt. Each one vying for attention, their faces flushed and necks thickened, the scene was extremely lively.

  In nine days, it will be the grand ceremony of the kings' selection of their consorts. As everyone wants to show off and win the favor of the princes, the business at Weaving Brocade Tower is even better than usual.

  As for the queen selection, everyone directly ignored it, and no one was willing to marry their daughter to a foolish emperor. Ordinary families may have had this idea in mind, using their daughters to climb high branches. However, they were of humble origin and did not even qualify to participate in the queen selection.

  A noble family eligible to participate in the Queen's election, but looks down on this cheap position. Even if the Queen's position is dignified, marrying a foolish Emperor who can't even protect himself for a day would likely drag the entire family into being viewed with hostility by other princes.

  For these self-proclaimed clever high-ranking officials, every single one of them is planning to use their daughters as pawns and marry them off to the most competitive princes.

  Beautiful silks in the Weaving Silk Building dazzled people's eyes.

  "This fabric was chosen by me first!"

  "Nonsense! It's obvious that Madam had it in her hands first! Have your eyes gone crooked?"

  "You must have gone senile, you old witch!"

  "What? How dare you say that about me! Do you know who I am?"

  A sharp voice, exceptionally clear in the noisy crowd, made Feng Mianxue's footsteps, which were originally heading towards the back door, come to an abrupt halt.

  She turned her head and passed through the crowd, landing on a middle-aged woman with her hands on her hips and a complacent face, dressed in silk and satin, dazzlingly luxurious.

  Isn't this woman the second lady of the Feng manor?

  It's really true that you can run into anyone anywhere in life! The saying "enemies meet on a narrow road" is absolutely right!

  "Who are you that Miss would need to know? Which one of them here doesn't have a prestigious family background?! Does the old hag know who I am?! Speak it out and scare yourself to death!"

  Another woman was also a domineering master, wearing the imperial family's exclusive brocade in the palace. Her white and tender goose egg face had eyebrows and eyes with a few points of sharp acidity, and a small red mole was hidden at the corner of her eye, looking very distinctive.

  Although her appearance was somewhat different from before, Feng Meixue still recognized her.

  She is the Sixth Princess, Meng Xiangxiang, the treasured daughter of the Empress Dowager, extremely favored and unruly in the palace. Emperor Tian Ce was not the biological child of the Empress Dowager, and apart from being protected by the Grand Empress Dowager, there was no one else to shield him, and he was even less powerful than the Sixth Princess.

  Feng Meixue saw the overbearing appearance of Sixth Princess, and memories about her immediately surfaced in his mind. When Feng Meixue was a child entering the palace, he had encountered a group of people bullying a boy, pushing him into the lotus pond, among whom was this Sixth Princess, with the red mole at the corner of her eye, leaving a very deep impression on him.

  At that time, she couldn't bear to see so many people bullying one person, and somehow found the courage to stand up for him and rescue the boy. At that time, she didn't know who the boy was either, and later she never saw him again. Now thinking about it, that boy should also be a prince.

  A farce of mutual destruction was ruined by her accidental mistakes, making it hard for those people to be angry and ashamed.

  Because Feng Mianxue had ruined those people's good deeds, she was deceived by Liu Gongzhu and locked in the ice room where things were stored in the palace for a night. By the time she was rescued, her life was almost gone. Fortunately, the half-piece of jade pendant on her chest protected her last breath.

  At that time, even the imperial physician said she was not frozen to death, which can be considered as her good luck.

  After that, Feng Yuxue was especially afraid of darkness and especially afraid of coldness, leaving an indelible shadow in her heart.

  It was also from then on that her personality began to become introverted, and she didn't dare to care about anything anymore, afraid of being locked up again, calling out to the sky without a response, calling out to the earth without a soul.

  That sense of hopelessness is something no child should have to bear!

  The noise by her ear brought Feng Yuxue back to reality from her memories. She became increasingly puzzled as to why she felt so deeply connected to the original owner of this body's memories, as if they were her own experiences, without any feeling of being an outsider.

  She came into this world, and her soul merged with this body, seemingly not by coincidence. Feng Yuxue was certain that she had an extraordinary connection with herself.

  She raised her eyes and looked at the farce unfolding before her.

  Only to see, the second lady of Feng Mansion and the sixth princess were holding the same batch of brocade, not giving an inch.

  The maid beside her was flustered and didn't know what to do, anxiously pacing back and forth.

  Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, the second lady of Feng Manor suddenly felt a sharp pain in her calf and stumbled backwards, almost letting go. The golden hairpin on her head shook violently, as if it was about to fall off at any moment.

  No one saw Feng Yuxue gently put down the ball of thread with an embroidered needle next to her hand, and a cold arc floated up at the corner of her lips.

  "How dare you kick me, you little hoof! I'll beat you to death, you little hoof!"

  The second lady of the Feng manor said as she pinched the ear of the sixth princess, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, and didn't even want the brocade in her hand.

  "You old witch dare to twist the emperor's ear, the emperor will pinch you to death!"

  The Sixth Princess rarely left the palace, and everyone in the palace treated her with utmost respect. Who had ever received such treatment? She was furious. Dan Xiang's long fingernails were pinched towards Feng Fu's second lady's neck, and the movement also revealed a fierce momentum, obviously not a good person to get along with.

  The two of us were entwined together, each grasping at the other's wrist.

  "Princess! Be careful!"

  A maid standing by saw Sixth Princess fighting with someone, and was so frightened that she lost her wits, her voice trembling as she drowned out the sounds of their scuffle.