There was a cold snort in the air, and the wind weakened but did not stop. A figure suddenly stood in front of the two of them.
Feng Yuheng looked at the man and said, "Actually, in terms of Qinggong, you are no match for this girl like me. When it comes to fighting alone, you are stronger, and your fighting style is more direct and brutal. I'm afraid Huang Quan will suffer." She said as she said.
While patting Huang Quan, he said, "It's okay. General Bu is just here to catch up with the county master. Don't be nervous." Then he looked up at Bu Cong and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous either. Relax. The county master is here again.
Don’t eat people.”
The visitor was none other than Bu Cong. He returned to Beijing during the New Year period to report on his duties. Now that the first month has come out, it is time to prepare to return to Dongda Camp. This time he entered the palace to report the military situation to the emperor for the last time before leaving Beijing, but he did not expect that
I met Feng Yuheng on the dismounting path.
On the day he returned to Beijing, the two met on the street. He felt that the girl in front of him seemed completely different from more than three years ago. The Feng Yuheng he knew before was only mild-tempered, but not as sharp as she is now. That day
The encounter gave him the feeling of looking at a stranger.
This New Year was spent in Beijing. He wanted to inquire, but the more he inquired, the more frightened he became. It was not surprising that Feng Yuheng had excellent medical skills. After all, her grandfather was Yao Xian. But when did Feng Yuheng know how to shoot an arrow? When
Can you learn martial arts? When did you develop such a deep relationship with the Royal King that everyone is afraid of?
Ninth Prince Xuan Tianming, there was almost no one in the world who could get close to him except the Seventh Prince. There were many women in the capital who admired him, including Princess Qingle. But Mo Mo liked him in his heart.
Qing Le behaved the way he did, but was directly rejected by this person who set fire to his house.
When he was young, he asked his father to go to Feng Mansion to propose marriage. At that time, Feng Yuheng's engagement with the Ninth Prince was already in place. The Bu family went to propose marriage, fearing that the Ninth Prince would suppress him and retaliate. But the Ninth Prince didn't care about it at all.
He did not react in any way, and even told the outside world that if the Feng family dared to ask him to fulfill the engagement, he would also send the Feng family into a fire.
Everyone thought this was just a joke, but they didn't expect that these two people would make it come true in a high-profile way.
He once thought that Xuan Tianming was acting deliberately. After several investigations, he found out that Feng Yuheng was more important to Xuan Tianming than life.
Bu Cong couldn't figure it out no matter what happened, so that two people who had never met each other suddenly developed such a deep friendship that... he had no chance at all.
"Aheng." Bu Cong looked at the girl in front of him, with curved eyebrows, deep eyes, fair skin with a touch of pink, and thin lips. They said that most people with such thin lips are heartless, but he felt that she just had no love.
Just use the right person. For example, this girl and Xuan Tianming are very affectionate.
"General Bu." Feng Yuheng replied, and her eyes fell on the sword on his waist. "You can wear a sword even when entering the palace. It seems that General Bu is more important to my father." She deliberately emphasized her father's words.
At the same time, he noticed a slight contraction in Bu Cong's pupils.
"Thanks to the emperor's favor, the county master can enter and leave the palace freely. I heard that he doesn't even need a badge."
"Yes." She nodded, "Just look at his face. General Bu just came with a fierce attack, but he scared the county owner quite a lot. Haha, luckily I'm fine. Otherwise, if I was really frightened, I'm afraid the Bu family would have spent money."
Bu Cong was stunned and didn't understand what she meant by spending money. Huang Quan said the following words for Feng Yuheng: "His Royal Highness Ninth has always loved my young lady. If he knew that General Bu had shocked the young lady, he would definitely go to the Bu family to ask for help.
I need someone to talk to. So, General, it’s better to walk carefully in the Forbidden City."
"Huh!" Bu Cong groaned and glared at Huang Quan with a wave of anger.
Huang Quan was not afraid of him, so he glared back. The contest between the two made Feng Yuheng chuckle, and she heard her say: "General Bu has such a big spirit, and he has such a temperament with a little girl.
I’m not afraid of losing my identity.”
Bu Cong felt a little embarrassed when she said this, and couldn't help but cast his eyes on Feng Yuheng again, but he immediately returned to his demeanor, with a sharp look in his eyes, and suddenly said: "Ji'an County Lord, let's compete with this general.
Fan, how about it?"
"You can't wield swords or guns in the palace." Feng Yuheng reminded him, "A general's skills should be used on the battlefield, instead of just idly causing trouble for a little girl."
As she spoke, she walked forward with her shoulders crossed. She was short and her shoulders just brushed between his elbows. But Bu Cong moved and blocked Feng Yuheng's path.
live.
Huang Quan wanted to say why are you so shameless, but before he could say anything, he saw Feng Yuheng suddenly stretched out her right hand, her five fingers became claw-like, and went straight towards Bu Cong's throat.
Bu Cong dodges, retreats step by step, and raises his arms to resist Feng Yuheng as he moves quickly. However, when he sees the girl in front of him quickly retracting his hand, she bends her body, swivels, and is behind her in an instant.
He also retracted his body and avoided the fatal spot on the back of his head. He reached back with one hand and tried to catch Feng Yuheng. Unfortunately, his grasp was in vain. Feng Yuheng still did not know the ancient Qing Kung Fu, but
She excelled in her small body and high body flexibility. When Bu Cong probed her with his backhand, she had given up attacking her and switched to defense. She arched her waist back in a huge arc and just missed his arm.
Bu Cong didn't expect Feng Yuheng's movements to be so fast. He gritted his teeth, and if he was lucky, he would jump upwards. However, he didn't expect that when his feet lifted off the ground, his ankles felt cold and tightened again. He was shocked.
She turned her head and looked down, and saw a long and slender strip of cloth tightly binding his ankles. The other end of the strip was pulled into Feng Yuheng's hand, and with a force, it flew into the air with a sudden movement.
Bu Cong was pulled back again, and when he was thrown out again, the man fell sideways like an arrow that had escaped from the string.
However, after all, Bu Cong was a general who had experienced many desert battles, and he was also very skilled in martial arts. He fell into Feng Yuheng's move without knowing the details, but in the process of falling out, he was knocked up by a carp and regained his momentum.
Come back.
A person who likes to fight always gets more and more excited as he fights. This fight with Feng Yuheng actually made him feel very satisfied. After landing, he did not rest for a moment and rushed over again.
Huang Quan originally wanted to step forward to fight for Feng Yuheng, but he heard Feng Yuheng say: "Just stand by the side. I want to see a big man blocking the dismounting path inside the palace and attacking a little boy."
If a girl kills a girl, does anyone care about such a shameless thing?"
Bu Cong's face felt hot when he said this. His intention was to compete. He just wanted to test Feng Yuheng's kung fu skills to see if he was just showing off his skills or had real kung fu. This was not the same as killing someone in pain.
But he also immediately realized that he was fighting too hard. From his words to taking action and now flying forward, he was always the one to take action. What he was thinking in his heart was one thing, but in the eyes of others, it was different.
It's another matter. Ah Heng misunderstood him.
When he thought of this, Bu Cong slowed down as he rushed forward. He looked at Feng Yuheng and wanted to say that it wasn't like that, but before he could say anything, Feng Yuheng was already approaching. He slowed down.
The figure did not slow down, and she saw that the strip of cloth in Feng Yuheng's hand had been twisted into a twist without knowing it. It was like a whip in her hand, and she whipped it on him without even saying a word.
Snap!
It fell with a loud sound and hit the left upper arm.
He turned sideways to hide, and bang! There was another falling sound, and there were traces of blood on his right upper arm.
When Bu Cong saw that she was serious, he was so frightened that he quickly backed away, almost escaping almost ten steps away in embarrassment. When he looked up again, he saw the girl staring at her with stern eyes, and the cloth in her hand was already twisted.
They dispersed. She shook the strip of cloth and threw it to Huang Quan: "After leaving the palace, find a place to throw it away. Things stained with blood are disgusting."
Bu Cong was so angry that his face turned red. He took a closer look at the piece of cloth. It seemed to be a piece of decoration that a woman would wrap around her neck. Weapons were not allowed in the palace. He was a military commander and could only enter with a sword after the emperor's permission.
, but he ignored that Feng Yuheng usually used soft whips, and he did not expect that this girl had mastered soft whips so well that any strip of cloth could be used as a whip.
He looked at Feng Yuheng blankly, and the feeling of "she is not Feng Yuheng at all" flashed through his mind again.
As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, I couldn't hold it back and asked immediately - "Who are you?"
Feng Yuheng was not surprised by what he said. After all, Bu Cong had asked him something like this when they met on the street a few days ago. But she felt a little bored and wary.
Coming to this Dashun Dynasty, this was the first time that someone had clearly questioned her true identity. Bu Cong didn't believe that she was Feng Yuheng. This suspicion alone was annoying enough.
Feng Yuheng frowned impatiently and said loudly: "If you can't beat me, then you start talking about useless things? Who am I? Everyone in the capital knows who I am. What is General Bu questioning?"
Bu Cong stared at her for a long time, but still shook his head, "No, although the Aheng I know doesn't like to talk to others, and she doesn't even talk to me, she doesn't know martial arts, and she can't speak as sharply as you.
I don’t have much contact with A-Heng, but I, Bu Cong, have always cared about her since I was a child. I know what A-Heng is like better than anyone else, and you can’t fool me.”
His words were so firm that Feng Yuheng was slightly shocked. The memory of the original owner did not leave much about this Bu Cong. All she knew about Bu Cong was from other people's mouths, and she never knew about his feelings for the original owner.
How deep was it? Now that she heard what he said, she felt a little guilty. If this person was really serious, it would be troublesome.
The truth is also false when it is fake. It is true that she is Feng Yuheng, but she is only holding Feng Yuheng's body. If no one points this out, everything will be safe. Once someone raises a question, even if it cannot be confirmed, the matter will be left to others.
Deep down in my heart I also made a mistake.
Just like the legend of Feng Chenyu's phoenix life, some people sneered at it, but they would always give it more thought at critical moments. What if everyone in the world heard about this rumor? The result would be that no matter who Feng Chenyu married,
, if that person has the ability to ascend to the dragon throne, the people will definitely think that it is destiny.
She was stunned for a moment, and it was because of this that Bu Cong became even more suspicious. As if he had grabbed Feng Yuheng's handle, he stretched out his hand to touch the tip of her nose and said loudly: "
Say! Who are you?"
As soon as these words came out, Feng Yuheng's eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of mist, and inexplicable grievance appeared on her originally sharp little face. She pursed her mouth and trembled a few times, the mist in her eyes
As soon as I look at it, it will turn into water droplets and flow down.
Bu Cong regretted a little. He shouldn't have treated this girl like this. She was obviously Aheng, who else could she be?
Just when he was thinking of saying a few soft words, he saw Feng Yuheng suddenly running towards him, so aggrieved, so sad, and also scared, as if she wanted to immediately throw herself into his arms for comfort.
A soft corner in his heart was finally touched, and he subconsciously opened his arms, preparing to welcome this girl into his arms——