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Chapter 131 Feng Yuheng, I killed you!

Feng Yuheng readjusted her emotions in an instant, and her complexion returned to normal.

But even so, it still did not escape the eyes of the two people.

One is Xuan Tianming, the other is Xuan Tianhua.

"Have you been going to the camp a lot lately?" Xuan Tianhua turned his head and said softly.

At this time, King Ding'an was kowtowing to Emperor Tianwu for the last time, marking the end of his career as a prince.

"Yes." Xuan Tianming's face turned gloomy, replaced by a touch of solemnity.

In the main hall, someone had already "invited" King Ding'an out. The only king with a different surname in the Dashun Dynasty passed away at the Yuexi Palace Banquet this year.

And Wang Nuo, who had just been named a county horse, also lost his easy status with the fall of Prince Ding'an's family, leaving only an ugly daughter-in-law.

"The Bu family suffered such a disaster today. I think Bu Cong should be back. I can't help you at the camp. You should be more careful in everything you do. That girl... I'm afraid she won't have a good life for a few days.

"

"Hmph!" Xuan Tianming sneered. "When will her life get better? It's okay, Brother Qi, don't worry."

Feng Yuheng naturally had no idea what these two people were talking about, but she noticed that they both turned their gazes towards her with concern, and her heart warmed up slightly.

A palace banquet has become so chaotic that it can't go on no matter what.

Everyone stood up and knelt down, waiting for Tianwu to announce the end of the palace banquet.

Tianwu lost his energy, and with a wave of his hand, he retreated everyone, but when Feng Yuheng followed everyone and was about to leave, he called out: "Girl Heng, my head hurts again, please stay here for now.

!”

Feng Yuheng didn't know what Tianwu's purpose was in leaving her alone, so she could only stop her steps and replied: "Yes." Then she saw Feng Jinyuan's eyes asking for help, and she knew that her father wanted her to speak to Chen Yu.

Begged for mercy.

Feng Yuheng didn't care about Shen Yu's mess. Although they were both members of the Feng family, the royal family obviously had no intention of putting the blame on her, so she didn't want to take the blame.

Seeing that Feng Yuheng didn't answer his eyes at all, Feng Jinyuan became anxious and couldn't help but whisper: "Aheng."

She frowned and glanced around, feeling that this father was really shameless. With Feng Jinyuan's mind as a former leftist prime minister, it was impossible for him to still not figure out what Chen Yu and Qing Le were singing.

It's a drama, but he still wants her, the victim, to plead for mercy. This bias is truly abominable.

"Father." She said, her voice was very soft and without any emotion, "What would happen if that cat appeared in my hands?"

Feng Jinyuan was stunned and couldn't answer for a while.

When he went to see Feng Yuheng again, he saw that his second daughter had already walked towards the high position, and the ninth-five-year-old man above was looking at her with a fatherly smile.

At this moment, Feng Jinyuan felt that he was an outsider. That child was not his daughter at all, and he had no fatherly obligations towards her.

He bowed and retreated, leaving Liuli Garden as if fleeing, quickly catching up with the crowd and hiding among them.

Tianwu only glanced at the direction Feng Jinyuan left with the corner of his eye, then retracted it, as if he didn't see it, and just said to Feng Yuheng: "Girl Heng, please accompany me for a walk."

The moon is full, the four seasons are distinct in Kyoto, and the cool breeze on the Mid-Autumn night makes people shiver.

Tianwu's eunuch Zhang Yuan put a cloak on Tianwu, and a young palace maid put one on Feng Yuheng. She followed Tianwu silently until she reached the gate of Yuehan Palace.

Emperor Tianwu finally stood still, raised his hand, and Zhang Yuan knowingly led all the palace officials and Huang Quan to retreat to a distance, leaving only Feng Yuheng and Tianwu.

Feng Yuheng was very curious about what happened between Tianwu and Concubine Yun. Such a willful concubine could actually keep Tianwu thinking about her for so many years. If there wasn't some special story between these two people, she wouldn't believe anything.

Tianwu kept her tonight and brought her to the entrance of Yuehan Palace. Feng Yuheng secretly guessed that maybe the emperor didn't have anyone to talk to on weekdays, especially about Concubine Yun. With Xuan Tianming's character, she thought...

Tianwu couldn't talk to him about his concerns. After much thought, only she, the future daughter-in-law, could talk.

Feng Yuheng took a few steps forward with a gossipy heart, looking at Tianwu eagerly, waiting for someone to discuss personal matters with her.

Who would have known that Tianwu would actually turn his head to look at her and ask, "Can Ming'er's leg be cured?"

Feng Yuheng was stunned for a moment, took a long time to react before coming back to her senses, and said in a daze: "Of course it can be cured."

"Hahaha!" Tianwu laughed suddenly, "I know, I know that those imperial doctors are quacks, and the descendants of the Yao family must be reliable."

Feng Yuheng blinked. Descendants of the Yao family? Well, that's not bad. Although I haven't met anyone from the Yao family yet, according to the memory of the original owner, the Yao family far away in Huangzhou is comparable to the Feng family.

There is more human touch. Especially her grandfather Yao Xian, who Feng Yuheng especially wants to meet.

"The imperial doctor told me that Ming'er's leg can't be saved, and I'm very sad." Tianwu looked at the direction of Yuehan Palace again, and just murmured to himself, with a solemn voice, "But Ming'er told me that he will definitely be able to stand again.

Get up, as long as he marries you. This is the reason why I agreed to Ming'er to marry the daughter of the Feng family."

Feng Yuheng understood.

Come to think of it, the emperor was not happy with this marriage. He had no choice but to nod in order to make Xuan Tianming better.

She thought for a long time and then just said: "Aheng is the daughter of the Yao family."

Tianwu nodded, obviously very satisfied with her answer, and his expression finally relaxed a bit.

Now that Xuan Tianming's illness was mentioned, Feng Yuheng wanted to hear the emperor ask her again whether the place could cure it. After all, the rumors outside were clear, and she didn't get a practical answer from Xuan Tianming, and she was always worried.

Son's.

But after waiting for a long time, Tianwu just looked at Yuehan Palace and didn't want to mention anything else.

She couldn't help but asked: "Your Highness's face..."

"That's no problem." Tianwu waved his hand, "As long as Ming'er's leg can be cured, I have nothing to worry about."

Feng Yuheng also breathed a sigh of relief. She deliberately asked about the face under the golden mask, but Tianwu's answer was a reassurance for her. Thinking about it, there should be nothing wrong there.

The two of them didn't speak anymore. Feng Yuheng accompanied Tianwu to see Yuehan Palace for half a night, before Tianwu ordered to return to Zhaohe's dormitory.

Feng Yuheng was invited by Mo Bufan to diagnose the Queen's pulse again.

She knew that diagnosing the pulse was not the purpose, and Mo Bufan must have wanted to trick her into getting some pills. The queen was too frightened, so she naturally had the medicine to calm her mood, but she didn't want to just take it out.

Seeing Mo Bufan's expectant eyes, Feng Yuheng gave a brief salute to the queen on the couch and said: "I entered the palace today for a banquet. I didn't expect such a thing to happen. I didn't prepare the medicine. It's better to have it at dawn."

After that, Mr. Mo will send someone to Baicaotang to buy some."

Mo Bufan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he just said that the future Princess Royal would never let go of any opportunity to earn a name for her Baicao Hall. If people knew that even the Empress had to go there to get medicine, a medicine hall might become popular.

To what extent.

After the delay on the Queen's side, when Feng Yuheng was finally able to leave the palace, it was already broad daylight.

Due to the palace banquet last night, today's morning meeting was canceled. As soon as Feng Yuheng left the palace gate, she saw the Feng family's carriage parked outside, with a wooden sign with the word "Feng" hanging brightly outside the carriage.

The little palace maid who escorted her out smiled and said: "She must be waiting to take the princess home. After being delayed in the palace all night, Master Feng must be anxious."

The little palace maid said this just as a casual greeting. She had no idea what kind of relationship the Feng family actually had. She only said that if her daughter did not go back, her family would naturally prepare a car to pick her up.

Feng Yuheng was not so optimistic. She turned her head and looked directly at Feng Chenyu and Qing Le who were kneeling in front of the palace gate.

Chen Yu was wearing a red dress that was dirty and wrinkled, and her beautiful long hair, which was originally like a waterfall, was in disarray. After kneeling all night, her legs could no longer hold her up and she could not stand upright. She almost collapsed on the ground. The black rouge on her face had long since

It was blurry in patches, with some areas showing the original white skin, while other areas were darker than before, looking like a grimace. There was no legend that the legitimate daughter of the Feng family had the appearance of an immortal.

Looking at Qing Le again, a big bald head was exposed disgustingly. The pus on her head turned into pus and stained half of her cheek. She didn't have the strength to wipe it again, so she just let it flow, from her cheek to the base of her neck and her collar.

All dyed.

But Qing Le was obviously more energetic than Chen Yu. Chen Yu's eyes were staring straight at the ground and she was already unconscious. If it weren't for the fact that this was the entrance to the palace, she would have fallen asleep long ago. Qing Le, on the other hand, was

He knelt upright, staring into the palace gate with a pair of angry eyes, his hands clenched into fists, and his face was terrifyingly ferocious.

There was an old nanny standing guard next to the two of them. While sitting and drinking tea, she looked at Qing Le and said disdainfully: "It's useless for you to stare inside. You can never go back to this palace in your life."

After entering, from now on, we in Dashun will no longer have the title of King Ding'an. Miss Qingle, you still hope that the palace will send an order early and exempt you from the penalty of kneeling, and continue to kneel like this...

…Tsk, tsk, how could the kneecaps of the past be so good and beautiful withstand such a torment?”

Whether it was punishment or scolding, the nuns in the palace would do it right away without blinking an eye. A few words were specially chosen to poke Qing Le's scar, which made Qing Le tremble all over with anger.

As for Chen Yu, Mammy left a lot of affection for Chen Yu, especially since the Feng Mansion's carriage was still parked nearby. King Ding'an was demoted to a commoner, but it didn't mean that the left prime minister Feng Jinyuan lost his power. In the palace

People always know how to look at people's eyes and know how to adapt. Although he was extremely sarcastic towards Qing Le, he didn't give Chen Yu the slightest expression.

Feng Yuheng took two steps towards where they were kneeling. When the old lady who was scolding Qing Le saw her coming, she quickly put her tea cup on the table, stood up and trotted over to greet her.

Before he even got close, he spread out a smiling face and said flatteringly: "Old slave, please give your regards to Princess Yu!"

The sound of Princess Royal caused Chen Yu and Qing Le to turn their eyes towards her.

After this palace banquet, after the Emperor and Queen personally recognized this future daughter-in-law, and after Emperor Tianwu directly asked Feng Yuheng to call him "Father", who would dare to deny her as the Ninth Prince's true concubine?

Feng Yuheng was not polite. She watched the old grandma make a big salute, and then raised her hand slightly: "Mom, please get up."

Before the old nanny could stand up, at this moment, a sharp female voice suddenly sounded not far away - "Feng Yuheng! I'll kill you!" [End of Chapter]


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