Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 1064 - 1066: Mo Ziqi’s Marriage Proposal (6)

Chapter 1064: Chapter 1066: Mo Ziqi’s Marriage Proposal (6)

Thinking about this, she shivered slightly and suddenly heard a chirping chatter coming from the courtyard.

In the courtyard, a few second-class maids—Yuan Chun, Tan Chun, Xi Chun, and Ying Chun—gathered together with several newly bought, hair-unbound little maidservants, egging on the head maid Liuzhu to lead them into the room to wish the miss well.

On normal days, aside from Liuzhu and Liuzhu’s sister who were in charge of personal attendance, the miss’s boudoir was off-limits to the little girls, but they were so persistent that Liuzhu could find no way out. Considering today was Fei’er’s good day, she agreed with a smile.

Liuzhu led the way, followed by seven or eight girls entering the room, all of them chattering and laughing in praise.

"Congratulations to the second miss."

"Great joy for the second miss."

"The son-in-law is quite handsome..."

"The bridal price is so generous; it shows how much the son-in-law values the miss..."

...

The maids congratulated her in succession, and Fei’er, who was already bashful, blushed even more from their teasing. She quickly gestured to Liuzhu’s sister to give them a reward, hoping to get these nosy pests out sooner.

Amidst the commotion, a little girl quietly tossed a tiny paper ball onto Fei’er’s table and winked at her.

Fei’er was stunned for a moment, then swiftly, as if realizing something, pressed the paper ball under her embroidery frame and pretended to continue her stitching as though nothing had happened.

After the little girls left, she removed the embroidery frame and opened the paper ball, only to see eight bold characters written on it in a strong, forceful calligraphy: Betray me, and face severe punishment!

That familiar handwriting, that domineering tone—no one else but him could have written it. The rascal must have thought she was hesitant, so he specially sent a note as a warning. How terrifying...

Fei’er shuddered and pocketed the note, planning to burn it later that night. Just then, Liuzhu suddenly spoke up, "Madam, you’ve arrived..."

Hearing her mother had come, Fei’er’s heart skipped a beat, immediately thinking of the reasons for her mother’s visit. She instinctively glanced outside, as though he was lurking there, watching her. Even without seeing him, she felt the ominously malevolent glare. How frightening!

"Mother, what brings you here?"

Fei’er stood up, helped her mother to sit on the couch. Her mother was over five months pregnant and unusually large at that, so even the small distance from the Flower Hall to her boudoir had left her panting and sweating profusely.

Lady Du sat down, wiping the beads of sweat off her face with a handkerchief while freeing her other hand to take out the red floral letter and place it beside Fei’er.

"It’s all Duke Li Guo’s Mansion’s doing; they sent over the wedding dates today, oh, it has really put mother in a difficult position!"

With her cheeks flushed, Fei’er picked up the red floral letter, noting the powerfully-written ’Please choose’ characters matched the calligraphy on the earlier note to a tee.

Upon unfolding the letter, she saw three dates: the first was the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, known as Laba; the second, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, also called the Lantern Festival; the third, the third day of March (lunar month), also known as the Shangsi Festival!

Lady Du spoke, "Mother thinks you’re still just a child at heart, not yet ready to bear children yourself, so mother thinks..."

"So we should choose the last date!" Fei’er interjected, cutting off her mother before she could continue.

Lady Du looked at her daughter in astonishment, not expecting her to be so eager to marry—she was only eleven years old after all, and even by next year, she would be merely twelve!

Fei’er didn’t dare to meet her mother’s gaze and continued to embroider with her head lowered.