Rebirth in the 90s: Her Counterattack and Redemption

Chapter 1500: Chapter 879: Phoenix Crown and Phoenix Robe / Feng Tianzhi’s True Intentions (2)

"Dong dong..." The knocking interrupted their chatting. Yanyan walked in, "Mr. Feng is here. Should I let him in?"

"We’ll go out." Luo Lian said as she hurriedly ran outside. Luo Ye and the others just looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. This young lady was completely bewitched by that Han Embroidery.

"Quick, let me see what the Phoenix Robe looks like." Feng Tianzhi had just opened his mouth to greet them when Luo Lian snatched the package out of his hands.

"She’s been waiting half the day for this." Luo Ye smiled as she explained, then looked Feng Tianzhi up and down a few times. "You’re looking pretty well."

Feng Tianzhi’s narrow eyes were full of joy. "I’ve figured out a lot of things lately, so of course I look better. Little Ye’er, did you miss me?"

Xing Nong cut him off first: "Miss you my ass. Our Luoluo is taken now. You’d better stop wasting your effort, okay?"

Feng Tianzhi sized her up a few times, then grinned wickedly: "Qiu’er, haven’t seen you for a while, and you’re still just as unladylike. Honestly, even Yao Yao has more feminine charm than you now. Keep this up and Lu Lu might dump you."

"Tch!" Yao Yao rolled her eyes at him. "Don’t use me as a scapegoat. Which of your eyes sees any feminine charm on me?" As she spoke, she pointed at her buzz cut. "Do me a favor and check the length up here before you talk, okay?"

Feng Tianzhi spread his hands. "I think this hairstyle’s pretty feminine. Loads of women like to cut their hair like this nowadays."

Luo Ye waved her palm in front of them. "You guys, knock it off. Haven’t you noticed people keep looking this way? You might not be afraid of embarrassing yourselves, but Lianlian still is."

"Little Ye’er, I’m not the one making a racket." Feng Tianzhi stared at Luo Ye with a wounded expression. "I haven’t seen you in so long, I really missed you, but those few keep picking on me."

Luo Ye gave him a speechless look. "Captain Feng—uh, no, Feng Tuan—during this suspension, what exactly have you been reflecting on? Why do I feel like you’re aging backwards?" She was puzzled. Wasn’t this guy saying he’d thought it through, would stay away from her from now on, and just get married when he met someone suitable? How come after a period of ’reflection’ he’s bounced right back?

"I’m not aging backwards, I really have thought it through. There’s no need to avoid you just for the sake of avoiding you. I’ll still treat Little Ye’er the way I feel like treating her. As for the choice, of course that’s up to Little Ye’er.

Anyway, I don’t want to regret someday that I was too much of a coward back then. Let Ye Xuan keep the gentleman act, I’ll just stick with being the bad guy."

"Uh..." Faced with someone like this, Luo Ye chose to ignore him. She walked straight over to Luo Lian, who was currently studying the piece with a magnifying glass. One look at that besotted expression and you could tell the patterns on the Phoenix Robe had to be done in Han Embroidery.

Luo Ye pushed her aside in one swoop. "Study it later. Let your sister‑in‑law try it on first."

"Right, right, hehe..." Luo Lian laughed sheepishly. "Once I see a stitching technique I like, I forget everything. As long as we confirm it’s Han Embroidery, tonight I’ll ask Grandma Qi if she was the one who embroidered it."

"Oh, and I’ve studied this Phoenix Crown too. It’s not like the ones for opera performances, this is the real deal. Most of these beads on it are actual pearls. This Phoenix Crown should be quite valuable."

Yue Qin’s fingers trembled as she touched the luxurious, pearl‑shining crown, her eyes full of emotion. "I heard from Grandma before that when she got married, she wore a Phoenix Crown and Phoenix Robe."

"Got it. This is probably part of Grandma Qi’s dowry."

"Eight or nine times out of ten, yeah. The workmanship is really exquisite."

"That’s so romantic. Luoluo, shouldn’t we prepare a bridal sedan chair?"

"Yeah yeah yeah, wearing the Phoenix Crown and Phoenix Robe, she ought to sit in a sedan chair."

"..."

Luo Ye waved her hand, cutting off everyone’s suggestions. "Let’s forget that. If we attract reporters and end up in the newspapers, that’d be bad. Brother Qi is still a soldier, after all."

Actually, the main thing was that this kind of romance wouldn’t necessarily be understood by everyone. If it really made the papers and some people deliberately dug into it and exposed everything, what Qi Xing and Yue Qin would have to face wouldn’t just be the locals anymore. She was sure they absolutely, absolutely didn’t want to become the topic of gossip over everyone’s tea.

Xing Nong slapped her forehead, looking regretful. "Right right right, we were being reckless."

"At critical moments, Luoluo’s the sensible one."

"Exactly, exactly."

"..."

There’s that saying that the more you explain, the darker it gets. Xing Nong and the others’ chiming in obviously carried a hint of overcompensation. Yue Qin gave an awkward little smile. "I understand. With the way Qi Xing and I feel about each other, a lot of people won’t get it. Since he’s already decided to face it, I’ve also made up my mind to face it.

Of course, even if we’re ready to face things, we don’t want to put our relationship out there for everyone to gossip about. So Luoluo is right: our wedding absolutely cannot be some high‑profile spectacle."