Chapter 152 Your brother is a beast, so what is your father?
Chen Yu's brain exploded with a buzz!
The three words "eldest young master" immediately brought her thoughts back to the cemetery on the top of Qifeng Mountain. Countless scenes flashed before her eyes, including the tombs, Feng Zihao and Yiyue's sexual intercourse, and her actions.
The stone hit Yiyue until her brain split open, and Feng Zihao pushed her to the ground and leaned over her with a disgusting face.
Feng Chenyu yelled "Ah", hugged her head, buried her face deeply in her knees, and kept shouting: "Go away! Go away!"
The Feng family members came forward one after another when they noticed something strange here. Feng Jinyuan was at the front. As soon as they came over, they heard Wangchuan asking: "Miss, what's the matter with you?"
He quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to push Wangchuan away, but unfortunately, he pushed and failed. Feng Jinyuan scolded her awkwardly: "Get out of the way."
Wangchuan then took two steps back, and at the same time he did not forget to remind Feng Jinyuan: "Second Miss's house is on fire. Why didn't Prime Minister Feng ask how Second Miss was doing from the beginning to the end?"
As soon as Feng Jinyuan's hand caught Chen Yu's arm, when he heard Wang Chuan say this, he realized that he really didn't seem to have asked Feng Yuheng how he was doing. But he also had his own thoughts - "You ladies
Aren’t there secret guards around you?”
"But you are her biological father." Wangchuan stared at Feng Jinyuan closely. How could the prime minister of that time be so cold-blooded and partial? Not even to his own daughter, let alone to the people of a country.
"Are you trying to teach me a lesson?" Feng Jinyuan was also angry, "Although you come from Prince Yu's Mansion, don't forget your identity! After all, you are just a slave, and you don't need to worry about my family affairs."
Wangchuan sneered at the corners of her lips, not taking Feng Jinyuan's warning seriously at all. She just glanced at Feng Chenyu again, and then changed the subject: "Is the eldest lady feeling unwell? What's wrong?
I don’t see the girl waiting by my side, where is the girl Yiyue who came with the eldest lady?”
Chen Yu trembled and suddenly raised his head to look at Wangchuan. He kept thinking about a question in his heart: "Has her killing of Yiyue been exposed?" Desperately trying to find the answer from Wangchuan's eyes,
Ke Wangchuan's face was cold and his eyes were crystal clear, leaving no room for her to pry.
Feng Jinyuan didn't know what was going on, so he asked, "Where is your girl?"
Chen Yu shook his head, breathing quickly again, "I don't know, my daughter doesn't know! Father, my daughter is so scared. She just saw her mother and grandfather again!"
She had been pretending to be sick and crazy for so long, and she was very familiar with this routine. When Feng Jinyuan heard her say this, he immediately shut up, for fear that he would say something that shouldn't be said and irritate Chen Yu's nerves.
When Wangchuan arrived, he added: "Don't worry, young lady, we will go to the top of Fengqi Mountain to worship our ancestors in a few days." She specifically emphasized "the top of Fengqi Mountain", which successfully frightened Chen Yu into shivers.
At this time, Mrs. Yao's voice became even more urgent: "Ah Heng! Ah Heng, where are you?" There was no movement in the house. Except for the people putting out the fire, no one was seen rushing out from inside. Ms. Yao was bitter.
Begging Huang Quan: "Go and save Ah Heng. Aren't you good at martial arts? The fire is not strong now. Please save my Ah Heng." As he spoke, he knelt down on the ground.
Huang Quan quickly helped her and told her again: "The lady is really not in the room, the slaves have already looked for her."
"Then where did she go? Why didn't she come back even though she made such a big fuss?"
Huang Quan didn't know how to answer, so he asked Wangchuan for help.
Wangchuan also came back, and together with Huang Quan, he held Yao's hand, and said to console him: "Miss, I have something to do, and I will go out before it gets dark." Then he leaned closer to Yao's ear and whispered in his ear: "Miss, please take your highness with you.
The secret guard is fine."
Yao felt a little relieved now, but she still couldn't believe it and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with her?"
Anshi and Xiangrong, who were equally anxious on the side, also gathered around. Anshi persuaded Yaoshi, and Xiangrong even pulled Wangchuan and asked: "Sister Wangchuan, is my second sister really going to be okay?"
Wangchuan nodded: "Third Miss, don't worry, it's okay." In fact, she didn't know if anything was okay. The fire made her inexplicably irritable, and she always had a bad feeling, but in front of Mr. Yao, she felt uneasy.
Can't say.
Old Mrs. Feng was the last one to come over. When she arrived, the fire had been almost put out, but the smell of smoke in the air was still choking. As soon as the old lady entered the courtyard, she coughed several times, and then
Seeing the burned-out house with only its frame remaining, I immediately stayed on the spot.
The old patriarch of the Feng family was also standing in the yard, frowning tightly at the room.
He felt that this fire was strange. The Feng family's ancestral home had been standing for hundreds of years and had never caught fire. Why did the people from the capital suddenly catch fire this time when they came back?
Feng Chenyu's occasional screams could still be heard in his ears. When the old patriarch looked at the child who was called the most beautiful child of the Feng family, who was sitting by the well, he always felt that there was a hint of ferocity in her eyes, even though she seemed to be sick.
All their nonsense is so false.
He didn't understand how the seemingly smart Feng Jinyuan and Mrs. Feng could be fooled by such poor acting skills.
But what made him even more angry was that the ancestral home was on fire!
He couldn't care less if Feng Jinyuan's group wanted to make trouble or fight, and it had nothing to do with him letting them fight to the death in such a big capital. But now that the trouble was being diverted to the ancestral home, this made him intolerable!
"Since your grandfather misses you, I will send someone to take you up the mountain and kowtow three times to your grandfather's tombstone in person. It is better than you being frightened all day long." The old patriarch stared at Chen Yu and said without any emotion.
Got it.
Chen Yu subconsciously screamed again: "No! I don't want to go up the mountain! Don't go to the cemetery! No! No no!"
Feng Jinyuan grabbed her waving arms tightly and said in a deep voice: "Chen Yu! Wake up!"
Listening to Chen Yu's cry, the old patriarch couldn't help but wonder: "Since the disease arises from the heart, why not treat it from the heart? Why do you come back to worship your ancestors? If you don't go up the mountain or worship your ancestors' tombs, how can you get rid of this girl's disease?"
The old lady finally calmed down a little. When she saw the patriarch talking about Shen Yu, she quickly smoothed things over and said, "It's better to wait until the day her grandfather dies and the whole family goes up together!"
The patriarch looked at the old lady and asked puzzledly: "Why didn't you treat the disease early?"
The old lady didn't know how to answer, but Wangchuan said: "Why don't you ask the eldest young master to come down the mountain? The brother and sister have a deep love, and the eldest lady may be able to get some relief."
"No!" Chen Yu's cry was even sharper than before, "I don't want to see him! I don't want to see that beast even to the death!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Feng Jinyuan was really angry, "My father only tolerated you because you were suffering from serious illnesses. Chen Yu, don't be ungrateful!"
"That's right." Han, who had been standing aside to watch the fun, also spoke up, "That's your brother and the master's son. If you call him a beast, what is the master?"
"Shut up!" Feng Jinyuan felt so embarrassed! In front of the clan leader and all the servants in the ancestral home, why were his concubine and daughter so careless?
"Has the fire been put out? Once it's put out, go back to the house and sleep! It's none of your business here!" He scolded Mrs. Han, his face full of boredom, and he was no longer as loving as before.
Han felt aggrieved and with tears in his eyes, he turned around and left.
Jin Zhen, who had been following Feng Jinyuan, was a little anxious. She paid attention to Wangchuan and Huangquan's expressions and felt that something was wrong. If Feng Yuheng was really fine, why were these two girls so panicked?
"Master." She stepped forward lightly and said softly: "The eldest lady's illness cannot be cured in a day or two. It is better to help her back to the house to rest. The first priority for the master now is to find the second lady!"
Of course Feng Jinyuan knew that he should be concerned about what happened to Feng Yuheng, but he hoped from the bottom of his heart that this daughter would die suddenly or be burned to ashes by this fire. This would save the Feng family so much trouble.
From now on, he no longer has to deal with the Ninth Prince.
Jin Zhen has served Feng Jinyuan for so long, how could she not know what he is thinking. But Jin Zhen does not want Feng Yuheng to die. Only if Feng Yuheng is alive can she live a good life.
So she reminded her in a low voice: "The second young lady came out with the family. If something happens, I'm afraid the Ninth Prince won't be able to handle it."
Feng Jinyuan nodded helplessly and ordered two servants to help Chen Yu back to the house. He immediately led Chen Yu out of the yard. He was still wondering why the girl Chen Yu brought with him was never seen.
Seeing that Chen Yu was gone, the old patriarch spoke again: "Jin Yuan, you have many daughters, but only Aheng is on the Feng family tree."
Feng Jinyuan frowned and wanted to retort, but never dared.
The Dashun Dynasty put filial piety first, and it would not be a good thing if his open defiance against the clan leader came to the ears of the emperor.
"My grandson knows." He replied respectfully, and then asked Wangchuan and Huangquan: "Where did your young lady go?"
Wangchuan was also a little anxious at this time. Normally, with Ban Zou's searching techniques and lightness of his skills, if Feng Yuheng was nearby, he would have found her long ago, but why hasn't there been any movement until now?
She calculated the time and found that from the time they came back from Qifeng Mountain until Feng Yuheng fell asleep, she and Huang Quan left the house again, and then the fire broke out, it only took half a cup of tea. Who has such great ability?
Not only did he kidnap Feng Yuheng, who was not weak in kung fu, under Ban Zao's nose, but he was also able to hide her perfectly in such a short period of time?
Wangchuan was stunned and said nothing, and even Feng Jinyuan began to wonder. Could it be that Feng Yuheng was really burned to death?
"Miss Wangchuan." Jin Zhen was anxious, "How is the second young lady? You should tell me!"
Yao also sensed that something was wrong with Wangchuan, and her heart grew stronger after finally letting go. She subconsciously wanted to walk into the house that had been burned into ruins.
Anshi and Xiangrong pulled her, also looking worried. Seeing that Wangchuan didn't say a word, Anshi asked Huangquan again: "What happened?"
Huang Quan stamped his foot: "Forget it! Just tell the truth!" She stepped forward and faced Feng Jinyuan and said loudly: "My young lady is missing."
"What?" Everyone shouted in unison, even the old patriarch got angry - "When did it appear?"
"That's when the fire broke out." Wangchuan took over the words, "Subservant and Huang Quan went to the house just after the ugly day to see if the young lady was sleeping well. The young lady was still sleeping well on the couch at that time, and it was only half a cup of tea after that.
A fire broke out, and when we rushed in to save people, the lady was gone."
"Are you sure you have searched the whole house?" The old lady was very anxious when she heard that Feng Yuheng was missing. She had been tired of traveling all the way, and she was counting on Feng Yuheng to nurse her back to health tomorrow. How could she not be there in just one night?
Just disappeared? "Have you searched every corner? Have you searched under the bed? This is the ancestral home, not the place where she sleeps in Jingli. What if she found the bed uncomfortable and fell under the bed?
How to fix it?" She still didn't say a word, wouldn't she be burned to death?
Feng Jinyuan felt that the old lady was right, and couldn't help but sigh: "My poor daughter!" [End of Chapter]