This shout startled everyone. In the blink of an eye, Huang Quan jumped in front of Feng Yuheng to protect her. Qingle, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly jumped out and quickly moved his right hand from Feng Chenyu.
He pulled out a hairpin from his head, went straight to Feng Yuheng, and stabbed it.
Feng Yuheng didn't even try to hide, but looked at the crazy Qing Le and Huang Quan who had already taken action. With a slight smile, Qing Le had already been kicked far away by Huang Quan.
It was the first time that Feng Chenyu saw the girls next to her taking action. In the past, she only knew that the two girls sent by Prince Yu's Mansion were good at martial arts, but she didn't expect them to be so strong.
She stared at Feng Yuheng blankly, seeing the coldness and determination in this sister's eyes, and suddenly felt that she didn't know this person. Whether it was the former legitimate daughter Feng Yuheng or the current concubine Feng Yuheng, they seemed to be different.
It shouldn't be like this.
She couldn't say there was anything wrong with Feng Yuheng, but a sense of despair gradually rose in her heart.
This sister, she seems... can't fight.
Qingle knelt for the whole night, and now she was kicked by Huang Quan again. She had already passed out while flying out. There was only a bang when she landed, and no one came forward to help her.
The nanny didn't mind at all that Huang Quan was kicking people at the palace gate. She was an old man in the palace, and she had met Huang Quan and Wangchuan. Who would dare to offend the maids that Concubine Yun used?
She looked at Feng Yuheng with a smile, ignoring the unconscious Qing Le, and only said respectfully: "Is the princess leaving the palace? Do you want me to arrange a carriage to take you off?" As she spoke, she looked away not far away.
Hand it over to the Feng family's carriage.
Feng Yuheng laughed. As expected, the nannies in the palace were all experts in guarding the door, so she was not polite: "In this case, I have a helper."
"What are you talking about, Princess?" The nanny quickly saluted, turned around and sent someone to prepare.
It was already Chenshi when Feng Yuheng returned home in the palace carriage. Feng Jinyuan had already told everyone what happened at the palace banquet last night after taking Xiangrong back to the palace. Chen Yu is still kneeling outside the palace gate.
Originally, the old lady wanted Feng Jinyuan to go and take a look, but Feng Jinyuan felt that if he went, he might make the queen even more angry, so he could only arrange a carriage to pick her up, while she stayed in the mansion and waited silently.
Unfortunately, the daughter he was waiting for back early in the morning was not Chen Yu whom he cared about most, but Feng Yu Heng.
"Have you seen your eldest sister?" As soon as Feng Yuheng entered the house, Feng Jinyuan greeted her directly and asked this question.
She was slightly startled. She hadn't slept all night and was a little depressed. Feng Jinyuan's question directly ignited the anger she had been holding back in her heart - "My daughter stayed in the palace all night, and her father didn't say he cared about her?"
Feng Jinyuan frowned and said unceremoniously: "You didn't come back well! Your eldest sister was punished to kneel at the palace gate, how can it be compared to you being detained by the emperor for diagnosis."
She also frowned and looked at Feng Jinyuan, and there were three words in her mind like thousands of horses galloping and roaring - shameless!
"I didn't see it!" She was too lazy to talk nonsense, turned around with Huang Quan and walked in the direction of Tongshengxuan.
Feng Jinyuan also didn't sleep all night, and his temper was a bit grumpy. Seeing that Feng Yuheng was bold enough to talk to him like this, he was so angry that he shouted: "Stop!"
Feng Yuheng ignored him, pretending not to hear, and walked straight ahead. However, after walking a few steps, she was stopped by a girl running over - "Second Miss, the old lady invites you to Shu Yayuan!" There was something in her words.
Politeness and joy are completely different from Feng Jinyuan's attitude.
Feng Yuheng nodded, took Huang Quan and followed the girl to the Shuya Garden. Before leaving, she said to Feng Jinyuan: "If father still has anything to ask, why don't you go with Aheng to pay your respects to your grandmother?
The eldest sister is the legitimate daughter of the Feng family, but she has lowered her status to become Miss Qingle's maid. I really don't know what the status of our family is in the capital."
Feng Jinyuan's face turned red and white due to being choked. When he saw Feng Yuheng walking towards Shuya Garden with the maid, he stomped his feet in desperation and followed her.
Unlike Feng Jinyuan who was only thinking about Chen Yu, the old lady and the entire Shu Yayuan were all beaming because of Feng Yuheng's return home. Aunt Zhao was the first to greet her and didn't even bother to talk to Feng Jinyuan behind her.
First, he gave a big salute to Feng Yuheng: "Old slave, please give your regards to the second young lady! The second young lady must have been exhausted after working in the palace all night. The old lady prepared pigeon soup before dawn.
Let’s replenish the body of the second young lady.”
Feng Yuheng also had a bright smile on her face, and said to Aunt Zhao: "Thank you so much for thinking about me. Grandma is the only one who loves me the most in this house!"
Aunt Zhao quickly made her way to the hall, and at the same time followed her words and said: "The old lady really loves the second young lady. Not only has she prepared pigeon soup, but she has also ordered the best tailor in Beijing, and she is waiting for the second young lady to come back.
The queen is cutting new clothes for you."
"Oh?" Feng Yuheng was puzzled, "Why are you so anxious to get new clothes?"
While they were talking, the two of them had already entered the main hall. The old lady was sitting on the main seat, looking at Feng Yuheng with a smile on her kind face. When she asked, the old lady took the initiative to answer: "We, Ah Heng,
If I win the crested golden hairpin, I will naturally match it with the most suitable and beautiful clothes."
It turned out that this was what I was thinking about.
Feng Yu Heng raised the corners of her lips without leaving any trace, and bowed down to the old lady: "My granddaughter is paying my respects to my grandma. Grandma Lao has forgotten it. It's my granddaughter's fault."
The old lady quickly gave a look to Aunt Zhao. Aunt Zhao went forward and helped Feng Yuheng up. Then the old lady said again: "What's wrong with Aheng? It's yours to be appreciated by the emperor and queen."
Blessing is also the blessing of our Feng family. Your father and I are grateful to you for bringing such great honor to the Feng family."
"Really?" Feng Yuheng turned around slightly and looked at Feng Jinyuan who had already entered the hall: "I'm afraid my father doesn't think this is a face."
"Humph!" Feng Jinyuan vigorously shook his sleeves, and did not bother to say hello to the old lady. He sat directly on the chair sitting on the side, glared at Feng Yuheng and said angrily: "I only know that I am in the limelight, but I don't care about you at all.
Sister, there is no child like you in our Feng family!"
"Jin Yuan!" The old lady was afraid that Feng Jin Yuan's attitude would offend Feng Yu Heng, so she quickly said something to stop her: "A Heng is A Heng, and fighting for face means fighting for face. Why are you dragging Chen Yu along?"
Feng Jinyuan still had an angry look on his face and continued: "What is the golden hairpin with the phoenix head? Now that the Holy One has given it to us, Ah Heng, what is this but a great blessing to the Feng Mansion? You...
As a father, it’s fine if you don’t praise him, why should you scold him?”
Hearing the old lady mention the crested golden hairpin, Feng Jinyuan's anger subsided a bit. To be honest, he was also shocked when Feng Yuheng got the crested golden hairpin. Especially when Feng Yuheng shot that
The three arrows not only completely destroyed Bu Nishang's aura, but also made everyone present marvel.
He could not forget the expressions that all the officials looked at him at that time. Although it was complicated, he knew that everyone was envious and jealous that he could have such a daughter. But he himself was more shocked and confused.
He couldn't figure it out anyway, how could Feng Yuheng have changed so much after living in the mountains for three years? It was understandable that his personality had changed, but where did that good kung fu come from?
He calmed down slightly and turned his gaze to Feng Yuheng again, with a slight relief. "Aheng won the Phoenix Golden Hairpin, which is naturally the glory of the Feng family, but..." He felt awkward when he thought about Chen Yu.
: "Your eldest sister is still kneeling at the gate of the palace. You gained so much face at the palace banquet. Why don't you know how to beg for your eldest sister?"
Feng Yuheng took a deep breath. She rarely gets angry, but facing the shameless father of the original owner, she really wanted to rush forward and slap him hard.
"Father, you need to understand what contentment is. Although I am appreciated by the emperor and the queen, if I don't know what to do, the Feng family will not be able to protect anything." Her eyes gradually became sharp, "I won the crested golden hairpin, which was bestowed by the emperor, and the queen
The empress personally inserted it for me, and the emperor allowed me to call him father. With such honor, the Feng family didn't even give me a carriage. I'm afraid this matter has already spread to the palace."
The old lady was stunned, "What carriage?"
Feng Jinyuan was a little embarrassed, but felt that he had done the right thing, so he said: "My son sent a carriage to pick up Chen Yu at the gate of the palace."
"Then how did Aheng come back?" The old lady seemed to have thought of something: "You only sent a carriage to pick up Shen Yu who was punished to kneel, but you didn't send another carriage to pick up Aheng?"
Feng Jinyuan lowered his head and said nothing.
Feng Yuheng said: "Going back to grandma, the old nun at the palace gate saw that my granddaughter was really pitiful, so she prepared a palace car to take her back to the house. Otherwise... I'm afraid my granddaughter would have to walk back."
"Confused!" The old lady was so angry that Quan Zhan banged the ground: "Chen Yu was condemned by the emperor himself, and Aheng was praised by the emperor himself. Why don't you understand which one is more important?"
Feng Jinyuan was a little irritated by the old lady's scolding, so she couldn't help but retorted: "Why don't you understand? But no matter how much you praise her, she is just a concubine! Even with the crested golden hairpin in hand, the Ninth Prince has no hope of the throne.
You useless person! Who is the daughter that my Feng family wants to protect? Mother will not forget, right?"
When he reminded her like this, the old lady, who had always been on both sides of the fence, started to feel that the balance in her heart was tilted again. Yes, she was only happy that Feng Yu Heng got the golden hairpin, but she forgot that the ninth prince and the throne were hopeless!
For a time, the atmosphere in the main hall became more and more depressing. The old lady and Feng Jinyuan were thinking rapidly, especially the old lady, whose eyes were darting around and her thoughts were complicated.
Last night, when she heard Feng Jinyuan talk about what happened at the palace banquet, her whole heart was attracted by the crested golden hairpin. She knew that getting the crested golden hairpin was equivalent to winning half of the world. The emperor has not yet established
Although he is not the crown prince, he was awarded the crested golden hairpin at this year's palace banquet. Is this a disguised way of identifying the future prince?
To her, whether it is Feng Chenyu or Feng Yuheng, or even Xiangrong and Fendai, as long as they are a child of the Feng family, regardless of whether they are legitimate concubines, if they get the phoenix-headed golden hairpin, it will be the full glory of the Feng family.
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So she ignored Chen Yu who was still kneeling at the entrance of the palace and devoted herself to fawning over Feng Yuheng. But now that her son reminded her, the old lady felt that the golden hairpin she got was not as good as she imagined.
She subconsciously turned her gaze to Feng Yuheng, wanting to ask her if the emperor had said anything else since she hadn't returned home that night.
However, he saw that Feng Yuheng had a dark face at this moment and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. He stood up from his seat and walked towards Feng Jinyuan step by step.
Feng Jinyuan only felt an unprecedented sense of oppression rushing towards Feng Yuheng, just like the three arrows shot at the palace banquet, and he became a bullseye. As Feng Yuheng became more and more
As he got closer, his breathing stopped.
"Father -" Finally, she walked up to Feng Jinyuan, leaning on the corner of the table with her hands, leaning forward, and leaning towards him with a small face - "Who did you just call a useless person?" [End of Chapter]