The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

The next day, the first rays of sunlight in the morning, like a golden ribbon, gently shone through the delicate window panes into Feng Yanan's room. The sunlight sprinkled on her soft bedding, coating the white sheets with a layer of warm gold, as if they were kissed by the morning light.

Feng Yanan opened her eyes slightly and stretched lazily. She felt the warmth of the sun on her body, as if a pair of gentle hands were caressing her skin. She smiled gently, enjoying this beautiful morning time.

The room is filled with fresh air and a light floral scent. The sunlight shines through the windows, making the room bright and warm.

After a short while of laziness, Feng Yanan got up and walked to the window, opened it, and let the fresh air and warm sunshine flow into the room. She stood in front of the window, looking out the window, feeling the tranquility and beauty of the morning. This was her first morning since she traveled through time. She opened her arms, relaxed and breathed in the fresh air. "Hmm~ The air in ancient times is really good."

"Miss, why did you get out of bed without shoes? Be careful not to catch a cold." The maid pushed the door open with a basin of hot water and saw Feng Yanan standing barefoot by the window, and said worriedly. She put down the basin in her hand and walked to the bedside, picked up Feng Yanan's embroidered shoes and walked over. "Miss, I'll put them on for you. What if you catch a cold?"

Feng Yanan felt warm in her heart. She didn't act pretentiously and let Xiaohong put on her shoes. "Xiaohong, you are so kind!" "Miss, who else can I be kind to if not you? You are also very kind to me!" Feng Yanan remembered that the original owner was also very kind to Xiaohong, but because of Yan Wuji, the scumbag, she and Xiaohong often quarreled, and threatened that if Xiaohong dared to say something bad about His Royal Highness the Crown Prince again, she would sell Xiaohong to Yihong Courtyard.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously said: "Xiaohong, how did you know that the Crown Prince didn't really treat me? It was me who didn't listen to your advice and often gave you a cold shoulder." She now has the original owner's memory. It is her responsibility to protect the people around her for the original owner.

Hearing her young lady say this, Xiaohong burst into tears of joy. She said angrily: "Young lady, this is not your fault. It's all the fault of the Crown Prince and Feng Caiwei. They just pretended to be too good in front of you." Then she said with a happy face: "But it's not too late for you to know now. You will marry Prince Zhan in the future. How dare the Crown Prince mess with Princess Zhan?" Then she looked worried again. "Young lady, will His Royal Highness the Crown Prince deal with you and the general? What should we do if that happens!"

Feng Yanan looked at the little maid who was worried sick and laughed out loud. Xiao Hong was anxious, "Miss, you can still laugh. To be honest, the prince is not a good person. She will definitely take revenge on you."

Feng Yanan tapped Xiaohong's forehead with her index finger: "Why do you worry so much every day? Be careful that you will age quickly and become ugly and unable to get married."

"I will not marry. I will serve the young lady for the rest of my life." Xiaohong pursed her lips and said righteously, which looked a little funny.

"Girls will inevitably get married when they grow up. When you find someone you love in the future, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep you," Feng Yanan teased.

"I won't marry a man who has three wives and four concubines! What's the good of being a concubine for such men?" Xiaohong said angrily, as if those men with three wives and four concubines were right in front of her.

"Why do you only think about being a concubine? Why can't you find a man who is devoted to you and be together for the rest of your life?" Feng Yanan said puzzledly.

"Miss! As a slave, which family would be willing to marry a maid as their first wife and be loyal to her? Anyway, I won't marry, so please don't chase me away." Feng Yanan was speechless after hearing the maid's explanation. Women in ancient times were so pathetic. The daughters of officials all had concubines, not to mention a little maid. No wonder Xiaohong had this idea.

Seeing that the young lady was thinking about something and didn't answer her, she thought that the young lady wanted her to get married and was about to cry, so she knelt down quickly and said, "Young lady, young lady, you are not going to let me get married, are you? Please let me serve you, don't drive me away."

Feng Yanan was startled. "What are you doing? When did I tell you to get married? Hurry up." Then she reached out and helped Xiaohong up. "Miss didn't say anything just now, I thought..." She realized that she had misunderstood the young lady and scratched her head in embarrassment.

"Xiaohong, do you believe that two people are devoted to each other and only have each other in their hearts?" Feng Yanan asked, thinking about modern life.

"Miss, is it true that a couple can stay together for life? I guess every woman wants such a relationship..." The maid sighed deeply after saying this.

"Why are you sighing? You have to believe in your lady. There must be such enviable love in this world. As long as you keep your original intention, be the most authentic yourself, and be your own sun, someone will definitely discover the light you emit." Feng Yanan knew that it would be difficult for her, a modern person, to change the thoughts of an ancient person, so she could only say this.