The Full-Leveled Healer Transmigrates to a Real and Fake Rich Daughter Story Chapter 671: Cake (2)

Chapter 671: Cake (2)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Meeting Li Yunrong’s smiling face, Gu Yanfei said calmly, “Her Highness is tired and is resting inside. Princess Consort Kang, please go back.”
The smile on Li Yunrong’s face deepened a little, and a pair of shallow dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth. There was an additional hint of charm in her gaze.
Her faint gaze swept across the door curtain behind Gu Yanfei. There was some thought in her eyes as she said with a smile, “Didn’t the royal aunt’s palace maid go to pass the food just now? Second Lady Gu, has the royal aunt really ‘already’ rested?”
She emphasized the word “already”. The meaning in her words clearly meant that Gu Yanfei was lying.
Gu Yanfei’s smile didn’t change. “The food is for me…”
“Is my royal aunt not eating?” Li Yunrong interrupted Gu Yanfei’s words appropriately. “If she isn’t feeling well, it’s better to call the imperial physician. It’s a big taboo to avoid doctors.”
“Princess Consort Kang, you really know how to joke. Are imperial physicians as powerful as me?” Gu Yanfei praised herself calmly, smiling until her eyes curved.
The two of them smiled from the beginning to the end, but anyone could tell that there was simply sword light between the two of them.
The other princesses were all silent and only watched from the sidelines.
Li Yunrong still wanted to say something, but Feng Yang’s old and tired female voice suddenly came from behind the curtain. “Come in, all of you.”
Therefore, Li Yunrong, Princess Consort Jing, and the others looked towards the door curtain.
There was silence in the main hall.
When the evening wind blew, the candles swayed in the lamp cover, and light and shadow floated.
Li Yunrong’s dark eyes rippled like spring water, and a trace of deep thought appeared on her face.
Initially, Gu Yanfei had specially come out to stop them from going in to greet Feng Yang. Li Yunrong was already 70% confident, but now, she was a little hesitant…
Could she be wrong?
Li Yunrong didn’t show it on her face. She smiled at Princess Consort Jing and the others and said as if nothing had happened, “Then let’s go in.”
She was here to see Feng Yang, so of course she had to go in.
Li Yunrong stretched out her hand to smooth the wrinkles on her sleeves and continued walking forward. She calmly walked around Gu Yanfei and lifted the curtain to enter.
At the back, Princess Consort Yi, Princess Consort Jing, and the others looked at each other and saw the same meaning in each other’s eyes. They also followed behind Li Yunrong.
Since they had already arrived here, they had to pay their respects before leaving.
Gu Yanfei walked at the back unhurriedly, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.
After passing by a screen, Li Yunrong smelled a faint sandalwood fragrance. The tip of her nose moved slightly, and there was a faint tea fragrance in the sandalwood fragrance.
She was very certain that there was no smell of medicine in the room.
There was a beautiful couch against the east wall. Feng Yang lay lazily on the beautiful couch, one hand supporting her elbow, a faint smile on her lips.
Her white hair flickered with a faint luster in the candlelight, and her half-closed eyes revealed a little fatigue and laziness.
Li Yunrong remained calm and composed. She walked to the bed without stopping and bowed to Feng Yang appropriately. A perfect smile appeared on her face. “Imperial Aunt.”
Behind her, Princess Consort Yi, Princess Consort Jing, and the others also bowed to Feng Yang. They either called her “Imperial Aunt” or “Your Highness”.
The atmosphere in the room wasn’t warm. Instead, it was a little awkward and stiff.
Feng Yang glanced at Li Yunrong and the others indifferently. She didn’t let them sit down and only said calmly, “Since you’ve already paid your respects, if there’s nothing else, you can leave.”
Feng Yang’s expression and tone were as calm as usual. It was neither cold nor hot, neither happy nor sad. There were no pleasantries or censures. When her gaze swept over, it was high up in the air, as if anyone had to bow down in front of her.
It was also as if she wasn’t from the same world as them. She was a god in the sky, and they were only part of thousands of mortals.
Princess Consort Yi, Princess Consort Jing, and the others were already used to it. Feng Yang’s status in the Great Jin Dynasty was transcendent and she had always done whatever she wanted. In the past few decades, she had also been like this and didn’t say much to them at all.
Princess Consort Yi couldn’t help but turn around and take a look at Gu Yanfei, who was walking slowly behind her. She didn’t know how Second Lady Gu fit Feng Yang’s taste.
Princess Consort Jing cleared her throat and said respectfully to Feng Yang, “Your Highness, although it’s warm spring in April now, the night in the mountain is cold. You have to be careful of your phoenix body. Don’t catch a cold.”
“Yes.” Princess Consort Shen was considerate as she added, “Tomorrow is the Grand Ceremony. I reckon you have to get up when the rooster crows. It’s better for Imperial Aunt to rest early tonight so that you can recuperate..”