Xuan Tianming, it seems that no one has called him that since he was born.
His father, mother and concubine all called him Ming'er, and everyone else called him His Highness. After returning from the northwest and being crowned king, they called him Prince. He himself almost forgot that his original name was Xuan Tianming.
Speaking of boldness, this girl is much more courageous than him! Who dares to call him by his first name like this?
but……
Her stuff?
The man on top of him didn't know what he thought of, so he suddenly jumped up, took two steps back, and looked left and right at his legs.
"What are you doing?"
"I won't let you see your face, but can I see your legs?"
This time Xuan Tianming did not refuse, but just asked her: "What do you want to think?"
She came forward, squatted down in front of him, and gently put her little hands on his knees: "I'm just going to squeeze a few times, please bear with me."
It was promised that it would be a few pinches, but when Feng Yuheng's occupational disease started to develop, how could it be as simple as just a few pinches?
As she flipped her palms and wrists, she used a unique and skillful technique to press several acupoints and bone seams on his knee joints, then massage the tendons and try to stretch.
Xuan Tianming was so painful that she broke into a cold sweat, and she finally stopped.
Comminuted fracture.
This is the conclusion she drew.
Both kneecaps were completely shattered, which was much more serious than the last fracture in the mountains. Unfortunately, there were no radio-taking machines in ancient times, so it was impossible to determine the extent of the seriousness beyond the surface.
However, she still breathed a sigh of relief, and finally felt a little relieved about what she had been worrying about these days.
Feng Yuheng's eyes began to move upward, until they moved to another key part.
Cold sweat broke out on Xuan Tianming's head: "What are you going to do again?"
She rolled her eyelids and thought: "I heard that you injured that place, and your children will have a difficult time in the future..."
"Get out!"
He really wants to punch someone!
Feng Yuheng sniffed, wiped away her tears with a cigarette in an awkward manner, then sat back on the table and continued to swing her legs.
Xuan Tianming really didn't want to continue discussing this issue, so he simply waved his hand: "Change the topic."
She nodded, "Then let's say something happy!"
After confirming that she could probably cure his leg, Feng Yuheng finally felt a little happier. She touched a tea bowl on the table and took a sip. Then she smiled and talked to Xuan Tianming about returning to Feng Tianming.
The lock behind the house.
One by one, scattered, she described them vividly and interestingly.
Xuan Tian Ming was addicted to listening to it, and would interrupt her from time to time to discuss topics such as "What happened to Mr. Shen?" and "Feng Zihao is really a waste."
In short, Feng Yuheng summed up life in the Feng Mansion as - "It's very fun to deal with them."
Xuan Tianming also nodded and replied with an extremely doting word - "As long as you have fun."
He said this as if the entire Feng Mansion was Feng Yuheng's plaything, which was really against her temper.
So, the girl pointed at Xuan Tianming - "Your temperament is exactly what I like."
When she said this, her eyes shone with that shrewd and bright light again, just like the clever, cunning and quirky little things that occasionally showed up in the mountains, which could always attract him.
"Come here." He waved to her.
When she got closer, she took off an emerald brave braided with a brown rope from her neck.
"It was given to me by my father on my tenth birthday. A wandering Taoist priest once said that the final owner of this brave animal will be the mother of the world."
He said it easily, but Feng Yuheng was shocked.
"You can't be the prince anymore, right?" He looked at the Pixiu again, "If you have such an object in your hands, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of trouble."
"Are you afraid of trouble?" he asked.
She shook her head, "I'm not afraid."
"Then wear it."
She obediently stretched her neck and let him help hang it on her neck, but it was just a little too long.
"Let me re-weave a rope when you go back." She smiled and stuffed Pixiu into her clothes, then looked at him and said seriously: "Xuan Tianming, I have nothing to give you. But if you are willing one day, I want to personally
Let me set your bones again."
He nodded, "Okay."
The two looked at each other and smiled. Although they had only met twice, they seemed to have been with each other for many years and had a perfect understanding.
"Tomorrow I will ask the housekeeper from the Wang Mansion to go to Feng Mansion to help you take stock of the accounts of the three stores." Xuan Tianming explained to her one by one. Although he knew that this girl could handle it on her own, he
She is just worried and always wants to help her. "In addition, your father Feng Jinyuan has raised a total of nine secret guards, six of whom are just third-rate thugs with average foundation. But there are three who paid a high price to become famous in the world.
They are hired by Wuying Pavilion, a killer organization. If you face them, you must be careful."
He gave his instructions seriously, as if he were admonishing a child.
Feng Yuheng also listened carefully, like a good student.
Finally after he finished speaking, she realized that it was time to go back after being out for a long time.
He could see her thoughts and didn't stay much. He just said: "I will visit you often."
Feng Yuheng didn't know if it was because of a trance or something, but she said casually: "Why don't you move to my garden?"
Pooh!
After saying that, he retorted: "I mean I will give you a yard."
When Xuan Tianming first met Feng Yuheng in the mountains, he found that this girl was different from the women he had been in contact with before. Now it was once again confirmed that Feng Yuheng was really different from other women.
"Go back quickly."
Feng Yuheng walked obediently to the door, and suddenly thought of something again, turned around and said to him: "Last time when Mrs. Zhou went to Feng Mansion, she talked about the things you had done. I think we are quite compatible. Then.
What... Next time you go out to trick people, remember to take me with you."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Therefore, even the Ninth Prince, who seemed the most willful and lawless to outsiders, could not keep up with Feng Yuheng's pace.
He really found a good princess!
Feng Yuheng had no intention of visiting the antique shop anymore, so she took Huang Quan and Qingyu directly back to Feng Mansion.
Unfortunately, this Feng Mansion was not in harmony with her five elements, and her originally good mood was shattered as soon as she stepped through the door.
The housekeeper He Zhong had been waiting at the door for Feng Yuheng to come back. When he saw her, he hurriedly came forward to salute and said urgently: "Second Miss, please come to the government office and have a look! The master and the eldest lady have been arrested.
Mr. Zhaoyin has been invited to the Yamen!"
Only then did I remember what happened at Baicaotang.
Feng Yuheng slapped her forehead, "How annoying!" She turned around and led the two girls into the carriage that He Zhong had prepared, and hurried to the government office.
When she arrived, Lord Jingzhao Yin Li was mediating the case outside the hall in the back hall.
But the mediation was mediation, but he did not forget to beat up the shopkeeper who was escorted back before Feng Jinyuan arrived.
What a joke, the Ninth Prince's attendant personally came to take care of him. If he didn't beat the shopkeeper, the Ninth Prince would have to beat him.
Feng Yuheng stepped in and saw the former shopkeeper of Baicaotang lying in the middle of the ground, beaten to death.
Ms. Shen stood nearby and kept wiping her tears.
She took two quick steps, saluted Jing Zhaoyin first, and said in a decent manner: "Feng Yuheng, a citizen girl, has met your lord."
Jing Zhaoyin felt that he was particularly worthless at this time. As soon as Feng Yuheng saluted, he stood up and said: "Don't dare!" The level of respect and fear was even greater than when he saw Feng Jinyuan.
.
Before Feng Yuheng could get up, Shen rushed forward like a madman, grabbed Feng Yuheng's hair and tore it with all his strength - "You evil girl! I will beat you to death! I must beat you to death today!"
"
This moment frightened Na Jing Zhaoyin. If the future Royal Princess had her hair pulled out by the Feng family eldest lady in his palace, would the Ninth Prince, who had no relatives, destroy his entire family?
He reacted quickly enough, he picked up the inkstone in front of the table, aimed it at Shen's wrist and smashed it!
Jing Zhaoyin had practiced kung fu for several days when he was young, and since he was so close, the inkstone hit Shen's wrist without any bias. A pool of ink spattered out, making her look in the face.
Shen felt pain and let go, then hugged her wrist and screamed.
Besides, Feng Yuheng is not stupid. If her hair is pulled, don’t treat it as nothing. Didn’t Shen scream? She would also——
"Father! It hurts! It hurts! Is Aheng's hair going to fall out? Is the scalp also torn off? Oh, it hurts. What should I do? Just now, His Royal Highness praised my daughter for taking good care of her hair.
Now it’s all ruined!”
Now everyone is stupid!
Feng Jinyuan turned around and asked Qingyu: "Did you see the Royal Prince today?"
Qingyu nodded: "The servants will follow the second young lady to check the shop. His Royal Highness sent someone to invite the young lady to have a meal at the Xianya Building."
Feng Jinyuan became nervous instantly, and quickly helped Feng Yuheng to sit on the side, and then asked with concern: "Does it hurt? Don't worry, Aheng, father will call the doctor for you right now." Then he turned to Na Jing.
Zhao Yin said: "Excuse me, Mr. Li, please help me call a doctor."
Jing Zhaoyin responded repeatedly and ordered his servants to fetch the doctor immediately.
Feng Yuheng did a great job in her performance, her big eyes were misty, and she asked Shen aggrievedly: "Why did mother hit A-Heng? What did A-Heng do wrong?"
Feng Jinyuan really hated Mrs. Shen to the extreme. Without waiting for her to speak, she raised her hand and slapped her - "Evil woman!"
The most difficult thing to say was Jing Zhaoyin. He couldn't afford to offend anyone in the room except the shopkeeper who was lying on the ground.
In desperation, he had no choice but to give a deep bow to Feng Jinyuan: "Master Feng, please understand me. Since it is a family matter, please return to the house for further interrogation." Then he said to Feng Yuheng: "I'll take it, sir.
The second lady reported to the official, and a trial was held immediately. It has been proven that this person was selling counterfeit medicine, but he is indeed the cousin of the eldest lady of the Feng family. Therefore, the crime of pretending to be an official is not counted, and the case of counterfeit medicine will be dismissed.
Is the second lady still satisfied with sentencing him to three years in prison?"
Mrs. Shen glared: "You are Jing Zhaoyin! You have to ask her if she is satisfied with the case you have decided?"
Jingzhao Yinli ignored Mr. Shen and focused on waiting for Feng Yuheng's answer.
Feng Yuheng covered her scalp, with thick mist in her eyes, "Your Excellency, your judgment of the case is fair, it's really clear!"