The Full-Leveled Healer Transmigrates to a Real and Fake Rich Daughter Story Chapter 458: Too Late (3)

Chapter 458: Too Late (3)

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“Jiaoniang,” she called out, and the two little girls in the tea shop with their backs to her turned to look at her.

“…” Wei Jiaoniang smiled brightly. “What a coincidence.”

Wei Jiaoniang hesitated for a moment before warmly inviting Feng Yang to sit down.

She didn’t notice where Feng Yang came from, but Gu Yanfei did. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at the Myriad Herb Hall not far away and retracted her gaze calmly.

Wei Jiaoniang called the waiter from the tea shop to serve tea to Feng Yang and said with a smile, “Are you here to watch the show too?”

“What show?” Feng Yang asked casually.

“Hehe, Grandpa is coming back today,” Wei Jiaoniang said energetically. “I brought Yanfei along to watch the commotion.”

With that, Wei Jiaoniang pointed in the direction of the west gate.

Feng Yang looked in the direction the little girl was pointing and saw another very familiar figure at the city gate.

“Marquis Ji’an?” Feng Yang’s tone was calm and lukewarm.

Wei Jiaoniang leaned over and whispered, “He’s also here to wait for Grandpa.”

Although the matter between Wei Wan, Xu Yan, and Xu Luo was temporarily held back for various reasons, Feng Yang was well-informed and still knew a thing or two.

After Imperial Duke Wei impeached Marquis Ji’an, he privately requested to see the Emperor. With snot and tears, he explained the entire situation.

Feng Yang was quite disdainful of Marquis Ji’an, Xu Yan.

At this moment, the waiter shouted as he served tea.

Such tea shops on the streets, such as those proper teahouses, only served rough tea to quench the thirst of ordinary people.

However, Feng Yang didn’t care. She picked up her teacup and blew on it before taking a few sips. She didn’t seem restrained at all, and didn’t look like a n.o.ble princess.

Gu Yanfei looked at Feng Yang and then at the cup of tea in front of Wei Jiaoniang.

Even though Wei Jiaoniang didn’t say a word of disdain, Gu Yanfei could tell that Wei Jiaoniang wasn’t used to such a street tea shop and wasn’t very comfortable. The reason she chose such a place to sit down was to watch the show.

As she was in a good mood to watch the show, Wei Jiaoniang didn’t care about these trivial matters.

But Feng Yang was different.

Gu Yanfei looked at Feng Yang steadily and looked at his old but not turbid wise eyes.

Seeing that Gu Yanfei was looking at him, Feng Yang also looked at Gu Yanfei.

Gu Yanfei was wearing a purple riding suit that was neither new nor old. There was a Mystic Flame Whip on her waist as he sat in this simple tea shop. Her posture was casual, as if she could naturally integrate into all the environments.

No matter where she was, she carried herself with such ease and tranquility, as if she were a gentle breeze or flowing clouds. She seemed to be in a state of absolute freedom and relaxation.

It was really not simple for a young lady who hadn’t reached the age of 15 to have such a bearing… No wonder Chu Yi was attracted to her.

As she thought about it, Feng Yang looked at Gu Yanfei with the love and joy of an elder. Her expression softened as she thought to herself, “Chu Yi has good taste.”

Feng Yang took another sip of warm and fragrant barley tea and said with a smile, “I haven’t drunk this barley tea in a long time.”

“I remember the first time I drank this barley tea when 1 was young. 1 followed my father… my family through a quagmire. I was exhausted. My father carried me out for the second half of the journey.”

“When I woke up, my father secretly gave me barley tea behind my back. At that time, I felt that this tea was so fragrant. It was the best tea in the world…”

At that time, she was only five or six years old. Now, she was almost 70.

This person was really unconvinced of her old age. She had been thinking about the past more and more recently…

Feng Yang’s heart ached a little and she sighed… The sadness of someone’s death lingered in her heart.

Of course, Wei Jiaoniang knew that the father Feng Yang was talking about was Emperor Taizu. Her eyes burned as she looked at Feng Yang in admiration.

She had heard many things from her grandfather and grandmother about Eldest Princess Feng Yang. She had heard a lot about how Feng Yang had galloped on the battlefield and how Feng Yang had helped Tai Zuan stabilize the country. However, this was the first time she had heard of the story Feng Yang had told her when she was young.

Wei Jiaoniang looked down at the cup of dark brown barley tea in front of her. The fragrance of burnt wheat entered her nose, and the tea soup was rough.

Wei Jiaoniang picked up the teacup and downed the cup of barley tea in one gulp.

The tea in her mouth was slightly bitter and burnt. It tasted a little refres.h.i.+ng and had a strong barley tea fragrance in her mouth..