Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 117 A Night of Terror (2)

"How can you say such a thing? The bond between cousins is unbreakable, connected by blood and tendon, so staying at your place is only right and proper."

"Haha, well then, I apologize, but you see, I have no cousins, so where would the tendons come from?"

"What’s the matter with you, girl? I’m giving you face by coming here, don’t be ungrateful." Feng Dongzhi twisted her face in displeasure, glaring at Feng Xuxu.

"Whether it’s right or not, I don’t know, but my house is not convenient at the moment and has no room to spare. You should go stay at an inn in town."

"You, hmph, forget it, as an aunt, I won’t stoop to arguing with you. Since there is nowhere else to stay, I suppose I’ll reluctantly squeeze into the same courtyard as you, even if it’s a tight fit," she said, waving her handkerchief as if she had caught wind of something foul.

"...My courtyard is full, no space left, oh. Right, there should be just enough space in the pigsty."

"You..."

"Milady, since Miss Feng’s home is short of space, then we should stay at the town’s inn. It’s not far to come and go. Whenever you want to see Miss Feng, you can just take a carriage ride over," the maid Panpan stepped forward, offering support and advice.

Feng Dongzhi shook her sleeves and walked out first, with the maid following behind. Feng Xuxu gave a slight bow and hurriedly followed them out.

Seeing that the guests had left, the old maid Feng approached her young mistress: "Miss, who was that woman related to you?"

Feng Xuxu looked at the old maid Feng in surprise: "She’s my aunt by marriage, but we have already asked to leave our clan, so there’s no relation now."

"That’s good, but Miss, it’s best to keep your distance from her," the old maid Feng thought in astonishment that such a small town could still hide dragons and crouching tigers.

"Please go on," Feng Xuxu felt that the situation was not ordinary, yet she couldn’t quite grasp what was wrong.

"Miss, do you know Prince Mo?" the old maid Feng thought it over and still decided it was best to be clear with her mistress.

"A prince? I’ve never left this town in my life! Let alone met any prince!" Feng Xuxu laughed and shook her head. She hadn’t even seen the mayor, not to mention a prince.

"Miss, forgive this old servant for speaking out of turn, but the young lady who came today is the well-known Lady Panpan from Prince Mo’s side, and the prince trusts her deeply," old maid Feng recalled the affairs in Capital City.

"...Then, isn’t that lady one of Prince Mo’s women?" Feng Xuxu looked unsettled, her eyes wide. This prince had quite the peculiar taste.

"To this old servant, it seems unlikely. Prince Mo is highly influential with a mother who is the current Empress. It’s not so easy for him to marry, and she couldn’t even be considered a concubine, at most a mistress."

"So, you’re suggesting they came to our house with a purpose?" Feng Xuxu’s face filled with concern as she pondered, truly a troubled autumn.

"I’m afraid so."

"What kind of absurd prince is this? What in my home could possibly warrant such a big shot sending people here?" Feng Xuxu grumbled as she paced around the house.

"Oh dear, Miss, don’t speak such words again. Talking like that can get you beheaded, or worse, implicate the nine clans. You mustn’t say such things," old maid Feng quickly turned her head to check if anyone was outside before wiping the sweat from her startled face and sighing deeply.

"...Fine," she conceded. In an era of imperial power, one could not speak carelessly. Sigh.

"Since you recognize the one named Panpan, does she recognize you?" Feng Xuxu composed herself and began to concentrate hard, trying to figure out where the problem lay.

"She should find me familiar. I only had the chance to see her once when I was with the former mistress at the Prince Residence, and then again at banquets," old maid Feng also tried to recall attentively, checking if she had missed anything.