<h4>Chapter 829: Crafty Plots and Schemes</h4>


    Yuan Fangfei leaned close to Shen Yunya’s ear and said a few words. Shen Yunya listened till her eyes brightened. She felt that she had already gotten away with things.


    “What do you think?” Yuan Fangfei looked at her smugly and said, “Once your mother set out to do it, even if Feng Tian were to be reborn, she can only lose her life again.”


    Shen Yunya gently bit her lower lip and said, “Mother, do your worst. And when ites to this matter, do not make any mistakes.”


    “When your mother sets out to do something, you can put your mind at ease.” Yuan Fangfei smiled viciously. If she had known earlier that Feng Tian was Shen Qingdai, she would not have let her be until now. She would have made her move long ago. She would not have let her ruin Ya’er’s marriage.


    Yuan Fangfei turned her head to talk andugh with Lady Dongfang. Then she asked her to go outside for a walk to dispel the air of spirits.


    Everyone glowed with high color at the Crown Prince’s wedding banquet, radiating harmony and cordiality. But privately there was an undercurrent gushing through. No one knew what would happen. When there was an upsurge of a huge wave, it was not known who would be swept in, and then be devoured.


    He Lianhuang was drowning his sorrows in drink while looking at Feng Tian from time to time. At this time, his personal guard bent down and handed him an aromatic sachet and said, “My King, that girl invited you to meet at the side pce hall.”


    He Lianhuang looked up and nced at Feng Tian. Seeing that her eyes constantly followed Xi Jin, he frowned, and then looked at the aromatic sachet again with the Dai character embroidered in that corner. His frown deepened.


    “You take your leave first.” He put away the aromatic sachet, confused. He ced it at the tip of his nose and took a slight sniff. It had the peony flower fragrance, which was Dai’er’s favorite flower.


    But didn’t Dai’er refuse to admit her identity? How could she have given him such an aromatic sachet?


    Feng Tian only felt that Xi Jin was acting strange, so she paid more attention. That was why she did not notice He Lianhuang’s confused gaze. When she raised her eyes to see Xi Jin staggering away, and that no one had followed, then Shen Yunya also followed behind. She could not help but wonder and said to Xi Lin, “You wait here. I will go to take a look.”


    “Tian...” Xi Lin cried out in a low voice and then followed her. But she saw her personal pce maide to her and said, “Princess, where’s Miss Feng?”


    Xi Lin saw that Feng Tian’s figure had already disappeared and frowned as she replied, “She went out. What’s the matter?”


    Tian had not brought Azurite along when she entered the pce this time, so her personal pce maid waited on her.


    “The Xi Yuan Emperor said he is waiting for Miss Feng in the west side pce hall. He has a matter to discuss with her.”


    Xi Lin looked up to the opposite side. He Lianhuang’s figure was also leaving. She suddenly raised her eyes to look toward Yuan Fangfei and saw her hurriedly avert her eyes. She frowned and said, “If my Imperial Father askster, just say that Tian and I are outside to get some air to sober up.”


    Something was very wrong with this matter. Tian had gone after her Imperial Brother and He Lianhuang also left. She had to go remind He Lianhuang not to fall for any evil scheme.


    Yuan Fangfei saw that the two people had left and frowned. She was somewhat worried about whether there would be a slip-up in this matter.


    Xi Jin left the banquet and staggered outside. And the ce he was heading toward was the bed chambers. When he was about to reach them, he stumbled and suddenly fell forward.


    “Big Brother Jin.” Shen Yunya, following behind, strode forward and hurriedly supported Xi Jin, who had nearly fell down. The figures of the two people stumbled and they both almost fell down.


    Xi Jin was red-faced. He looked up at Shen Yunya with a confused look and chuckled softly as he said, “Ya’er?”


    “It’s me, Big Brother Jin. Are you all right?” said Shen Yunya as she held him. She was distressed, seeing him so drunk.


    Xi Jin tried his best to open his heavy eyes. He looked at Shen Yunya in front of him and asked, “Ya’er, am I dreaming?”