At this time, there were not only people from the Feng family in the mourning hall, but also Feng Jinyuan's colleagues who came from outside to express their condolences.
When Feng Zihao made a fuss, this was something that no one expected. They couldn't help but froze on the spot, neither advancing nor retreating.
It was too easy for Feng Yuheng to hide from Zi Hao's chaotic swordsmanship, but in front of so many people, it was obviously Feng Zihao who bullied her, and she couldn't let everyone think that she was bullying Zi Hao. So she staggered
He was hiding in great embarrassment.
When the housekeeper He Zhong saw this situation, he could not wait for his master's instructions, so he quickly made arrangements to invite the officials who came to express condolences to the outer courtyard.
They had just invited people out, and in the mourning hall, Feng Zihao had already raised his sword and forced Feng Yuheng to the base of the coffin.
Feng Yuheng shouted while hiding: "Brother, what are you doing? My mother died of illness, what does it have to do with Aheng?"
"He died of some illness!" Feng Zihao didn't believe it at all, "It was you who caused it, it was all caused by you! Ah——" Feng Zihao yelled crazily, closed his eyes, raised his sword, and rushed
With a sudden wave in front——
Needless to say, the sword was not that sharp. The sword struck directly at Shen's coffin, chopping off a square corner of the sandalwood coffin.
Perhaps because he used too much strength, Zihao's movement was unstable. Without stopping, he stumbled and knocked over the incense table, scattering the fruit and snacks all over the floor.
Chen Yu originally thought her brother had a great time chopping up Feng Yu Heng, but now she saw that Feng Zihao actually chopped down Shen's coffin and knocked over the incense table, breaking all the incense.
Zi Hao twisted the knot. After all, the coffin contained their biological mother. Chen Yu rushed forward to stop Zi Hao from continuing to go crazy. Unexpectedly, after the incense table overturned, a half-burned white candle was lit in front of the coffin.
The filial piety flower tied with white cloth suddenly burst into flames, instantly igniting Chen Yu's skirt.
But Feng Yuheng had already hid aside, watching the fire start, and shouted loudly: "Hurry up and put out the fire! It's on fire!"
Everyone panicked. It was not a good thing to have a fire in the mourning hall. In addition, Chen Yu was in the center of the fire, and his clothes were burned. Feng Jinyuan was so anxious that he pulled off a servant's filial piety belt and patted Chen Yu.
Go. He didn't care about the several burns on his hands, and just wanted to put out the fire on Chen Yu's body.
Fortunately, there was a well in the Jinyu Courtyard. The servants reacted quickly and brought water from the well to put out the fire, and the fire was suppressed in a short time.
But the fire was extinguished, but the smoke was extremely heavy. The burning inside the mourning hall was extremely miserable. The only thing left was a broken coffin with a square corner cut off, and all the other filial offerings were reduced to ashes.
Feng Jinyuan ignored Zi Hao and rushed out of the mourning hall with Chen Yu in his arms.
The fire on Chen Yu's body was extinguished, but his clothes were badly burned.
A maid came over and put a cloak on her. Chen Yu hurriedly checked his arms and limbs. At the same time, he raised his head and asked the girl: "My face, see if my face is injured?"
It was okay that she didn't ask. When she raised her head and met the maid's eyes, the little maid was so frightened that she suddenly took two steps back, pointed at Feng Chenyu and said tremblingly: "Miss, your eyebrows..."
Feng Yuheng also ran over and asked Shen Yu with concern: "Sister, how are you?" Then he also glanced at her eyebrows, with an expression even more exaggerated than that of the maid: "This...Sister, you are disfigured.
Got it!"
Feng Chenyu's heart "thumped" and sank. Just now, she felt like there was a fire coming up. Although it was blocked by her hand, her forehead was still very painful.
She reached out and touched her eyebrows, but there was nothing there.
"My eyebrows?" Shen Yu was so frightened that he couldn't even cry. He grabbed Feng Yuheng and asked, "Do I have any eyebrows at all?"
Feng Yuheng nodded: "Not a single hair is left."
Feng Jinyuan also noticed that Chen Yu's eyebrows were burned off, but he didn't ask Chen Yu anything. Instead, he asked Feng Yuheng: "Is there any way you can make your eldest sister's eyebrows grow back?"
Feng Yuheng looked at her father and said nothing for a long time.
Feng Jinyuan was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "I'm asking you a question!"
"Father." Feng Yuheng's eyes became cold, "The mistress of the house passed away, and I kept vigil in a polite manner. When my eldest brother came back from the academy, he didn't even ask me a question. He raised his sword and wanted to kill me. Why didn't father ask?
Ask me if I was hurt? Why doesn't your father care about your daughter who was almost killed? Could it be that your father, like your elder brother, thinks that Ah Heng is responsible for your mother's death? Then Ah Heng should study the cause of her mother's death carefully.
When the time comes, if there is anything that requires my father’s cooperation, please don’t shirk it.”
After she finished speaking, she stood up, tossed her sleeves and left.
At this moment, a very loud announcement was heard from the door of Jinyu Courtyard - "His Royal Highness Chun Wang has arrived! His Royal Highness Prince Yu has arrived!"
Feng Yuheng stopped walking and raised her eyes to see the two people who had entered the courtyard. One was dressed in white and the other was wearing a purple robe as usual. One was gentle and elegant, and the other was evil and cold.
Feng Chenyu went crazy. He grabbed his cloak and covered his face. He subconsciously murmured: "Your Highness, Prince Chun? Prince Chun is here? Don't let her see my face! Don't let him see my face."
!”
Xuan Tianhua's sharp ears actually heard these words, and then he looked at Chen Yu who was still sitting on the ground and said strangely: "Why can't I let this king see your face?"
At this time, everyone in Feng Mansion finally reacted to greet the two princes and knelt down to salute. Xuan Tianhua raised his hand: "Everyone, get up. Today, the king and his younger brother came to Feng Mansion to express their condolences, so there is no need to be limited to these false rituals.
"
Feng Jinyuan stood up with everyone, but didn't know how to let these two people come to express their condolences.
The mourning hall has been burned like this. The Feng family managed the funeral with dignity in the morning, but now they are afraid that they will become the laughingstock of the capital again.
Xuan Tianhua ignored Feng Jinyuan. He was very obsessed with the girl sitting on the ground and asked again: "Why is this girl doing this?"
Feng Jinyuan thought for a while, and suddenly said to Shen Yu in a deep voice: "Put your hands down! Your Highnesses are here, how can you tolerate your rudeness!"
Feng Yuheng knew in her heart that Feng Jinyuan wanted to dissuade Chen Yu.
But how could Chen Yu be willing to show his ugly face in front of Xuan Tianhua? He refused to say anything and turned around to leave, but Feng Jinyuan signaled his servants to stop him. Then he brought Chen Yu back and showed him in front of Xuan Tianhua
He looked in front of Hua and put down both her hands.
"No!" Chen Yu screamed, and finally, Xuan Tianhua saw this face.
"Pfft!" Xuan Tianming couldn't hold back at first and laughed out loud.
Xuan Tianhua watched Chen Yu study for a long time, and then asked: "A servant of Feng Mansion?"
Feng Jinyuan was very satisfied with the effect and quickly said to Xuan Tianhua: "Your Highness is laughing, this is my legitimate daughter Chen Yu."
Chen Yu really burst into tears this time, and shouted to Xuan Tianhua without hesitation: "Your Highness! Your Highness, you have seen me before. I was not like this before. The fire in the mourning hall just burned my eyebrows. Your Highness, don't worry, these eyebrows
It will grow out soon, please don’t hate Chen Yu!”
"Shut up!" Feng Jinyuan angrily scolded Chen Yu, and then said to the servants: "Take the eldest lady down quickly!"
The servant immediately pulled Feng Chenyu towards the backyard. As Feng Chenyu was being carried away, he shouted sternly: "Your Highness, believe me! My eyebrows will grow out soon!"
Xuan Tianhua looked at Feng Jinyuan and asked him seriously: "Can Prime Minister Feng give me an explanation?"
Feng Jinyuan had a cold sweat on his forehead, "Your Highness, please don't blame me. The mourning hall suddenly caught fire just now, which scared Chen Yu."
As soon as he finished speaking, before Xuan Tianhua could speak again, Feng Zihao, who had been supported by the servants behind him, shouted: "Please, Your Highness Prince Chun, please make the decision for my mother!"
Feng Zihao rushed forward like a gust of wind, and was about to kneel down in front of Xuan Tianhua to complain to Feng Yuheng, but suddenly something seemed to flash in front of his eyes, and before he could react, the thing struck him fiercely.
He slapped his chest with such force that Feng Zihao flew backwards. When he landed on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted instantly.
"Young Master!" The servants in the mansion were frightened and hurried forward to check the injury.
Feng Jinyuan was also anxious, but he did not dare to look. Instead, he led everyone in the Feng Mansion and the old lady who had just entered the courtyard to kneel on the ground.
As for the whip, only the Ninth Prince Xuan Tianming used it all the year round. At this time, Xuan Tianming dealt such a heavy hand, Feng Jinyuan knew that what happened before must have been known to others.
"Please forgive me, Prince Yu." He didn't dare to defend himself. God knew what the ninth prince could do if he got mad, so he could only keep begging for mercy, hoping to save Zi Hao's life.
Xuan Tianming didn't even want to look at him. He only said to Feng Yuheng: "You have followed me for so long, how come you are still so stupid that I make people angry?"
She raised her eyebrows and threw the sword at Xuan Tianming. The meaning in her eyes was: "Xuan Tianming, if you say another word, you will be dead."
That person obviously understood Feng Yuheng's temper and understood the subtext of this eye strike, so the next sentence immediately became: "If someone wants to kill you, you should kill him as quickly as possible first."
, if such a person dies in your hands, then you are acting in self-defense. Even if you are sued to the palace, I will explain this to you in front of my father."
Xuan Tianhua took over the words, his voice was still kind, but his meaning was exactly the same as Xuan Tianming: "The future Royal Princess was assassinated, and I happened to catch this incident. I will definitely tell my father when I enter the palace later.
rise."
When the old lady heard this, her head was buzzing. She felt like time was spinning! A Shen family died, but the son she gave birth to did the same thing as her!
Feng Jinyuan quickly begged the two princes for mercy: "Your Highnesses, please calm down! My son just lost his mother. He was so stimulated that he lost control of his emotions. He didn't really want to assassinate his second sister.
!Please, your two highnesses, be clear about this.”
"Hmph!" Xuan Tianming sneered, "Master Feng is really interesting. I will become a relative with you in a few years. Logically speaking, I should call you father-in-law. But as my future father-in-law, you can't please me like this.
It’s a bit too much, how can you always send your loved ones to practice whipping for me?”
As he spoke, he pulled the soft whip in his hand twice, looked around the courtyard, and finally set his sights on the old lady.
Feng Yuheng quickly said: "Impossible! How could my father push my grandmother forward? How could my grandmother be able to withstand your whipping at such an old age? Xuan Tianming, even if my father wants to do this, I will never do it.
agree!"
The old lady was so frightened that she almost lost her soul. After hearing what Feng Yuheng said, she really thought that Feng Jinyuan was going to use her to block the arrow, so she couldn't help but glared at Feng Jinyuan.
Feng Jinyuan was wronged, and he wanted to scold Young Master Feng Yuheng for causing trouble and stirring up trouble, but he looked up at Xuan Tianming's masked face and swallowed the words as soon as they came to his lips.
He didn't dare.
Butler He Zhong had been waiting for a long time. At this moment, he finally couldn't wait any longer. He knelt down and crawled to Feng Jinyuan and whispered: "The master is not good, my wife's body has been burned." [End of Chapter]