What can Princess Ding'an say? Just like Feng Yuheng, Qing Le has no right to fight against Feng Jinyuan. Now that Feng Yuheng has carried Feng Jinyuan out, it may not be good for them to persist.
So she changed her tune: "Then let's ask the eldest lady of the Feng family to play a song!"
Feng Chenyu couldn't leave here right away. As the legitimate daughter of the Feng family, had she ever suffered such humiliation?
However, she did not think that this humiliation was caused by Prince Ding'an's palace. All the fault was Feng Yuheng's fault.
Giving Feng Yuheng a vicious look, Chen Yu stood up and walked towards the lyre with a look of aggrievedness. As the lyre played, she had been practicing hard for so many years, just waiting to impress everyone with her lyre skills on a grand occasion. Just like that.
Dedicated to a group of dancers and a group of ladies who can't stand on the stage.
Feng Yuheng didn't care whether she was wronged or not, she had to bear the consequences of her own sins.
Feng Chenyu's piano skills are very good, quite good. The Feng family has mostly failed in cultivating Feng Chenyu's talents over the years, but this piano skill is unique, and it really made her practice it.
After all, she is the legitimate daughter of a high-ranking official. It is not easy for these ladies and ladies who cannot go to the stage to meet her, let alone see and hear Chen Yu playing the piano with her own eyes.
The music that was originally reserved to amaze everyone was played for a group of maikos. Chen Yu's music was full of sorrow and hatred.
Feng Yuheng, the humiliation you gave me today will be repaid twice as much in the future.
But at this moment, on Feng Yuheng's side, a little girl came over with tea, as if she was about to put it on the table, but for some reason, her hand turned away and spilled it all over Xiang Rong.
Xiang Rong jumped up in surprise and quickly patted the water stains on his body with his hands, but he was still a step too late and all the tea soaked into the fabric.
"I know I was wrong, please forgive me!" The little girl was so quick that she knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. While begging for mercy, she kowtowed to the point where she felt soft.
"Okay, let's get up." Xiangrong helplessly asked the girl to get up. Looking at the water all over her body, she didn't know what to do for a while.
Feng Yuheng looked at the kneeling girl and intuitively told her that this was not an accident. Feng Chenyu and Qing Le always had to try another one if their plan failed. I was afraid that this plan would be used in vain.
On the body.
Sure enough, the girl said as soon as they came together: "Miss, you can't wear these clothes. The weather is cold now, and you will get cold if you wear wet clothes. Please go to the back hall with your servant to change, Miss."
Xiangrong was a little embarrassed, so she looked at Feng Yuheng and saw Feng Yuheng nodding towards her, and then followed the girl.
Feng Yuheng was still sitting at the table, eating fruit and watching the dance. When she looked at Princess Qingle out of the corner of her eye, she found that she was also looking at her. There was an attitude of watching a good show in her eyes, which seemed to predict Feng Yu.
Heng will definitely fall down after this somersault.
Naturally, she didn't know what Qing Le was up to, but she was looking forward to it, wanting to see how smart this princess was at killing people.
After a while, another strange girl came over, stopped beside Feng Yuheng, bowed, and whispered: "You are the second young lady of the Feng family, right? The young lady who just went to change clothes said
Please go over and help her."
Feng Yu Heng thought to herself: It's here as soon as it's said.
"Very good." She stood up, turned her head and smiled at Princess Qingle, and then whispered to Wangchuan beside her: "Just wait here, I will go there myself." Then she followed the girl.
Just now I wanted to leave in the direction I wanted to leave.
The two of them walked all the way to a row of halls at the back of the garden. The girl who led the way kept her head lowered and said nothing. When they reached the third to last room, they finally stopped, turned around and said to Feng Yuheng: "That one
The lady is inside, please Miss Feng Er, please come in."
Feng Yuheng looked at her and suddenly smiled, "My third sister has been timid since she was a child. I guess she is not used to being served by strange maids, so she called me here."
Seeing her taking the initiative to speak, the girl couldn't help but answer, so she smiled and said, "Yes, Miss Feng Er and Miss San are very close friends. Miss Feng San said that she was often taken care of by Miss Feng when she was at home, so she changed her clothes.
It's better for the second lady to help with this kind of thing."
Feng Yuheng nodded, took the initiative to push the door open, and said while pushing: "But I have left the capital since I was a child, and now that I have returned to the house, I can only see these three sisters in the morning and evening. When she sees me
She's always so far away timidly, I don't know where she got the courage to ask me to change her clothes."
After she said this, she walked towards the house, not caring that the girl behind her was turning pale again, she was just calculating in her mind what would happen next.
The girl who led the way did not follow Feng Yuheng into the house, but closed the door from the outside after she entered the house.
Feng Yuheng said "Huh?" and when she turned around, she heard the sound of locks being locked outside.
She laughed, that was what she had planned.
"Why did you lock the door?" She turned around and patted the door a few times, "Open the door quickly!"
It's a pity that there is no one outside the door. The girl has already run away with her skirt in advance.
Feng Yuheng turned around, with a smile on her lips, and looked around the room, finally landing on a screen in the back room.
Faintly seeing the mist shrouding behind the screen, she stepped forward lightly, walked through the outer hall to the inner room, and stopped at the corner of the screen. When she looked around, she saw a large steaming bathtub with a famous figure in it.
The man was sitting naked with his eyes closed. His clothes were taken off and his shoes and socks were scattered everywhere.
Feng Yuheng thought about how she had just spoken to the maid, and even patted the door panel. The man actually kept his eyes closed. Looking at his even breathing and his fingers moving rhythmically, she thought he must not have been frightened.
medicine.
That is, if she had known about this drama, she would have taken the bait.
She sneered and deliberately made some noise outside the screen.
Sure enough, the man in the bathtub looked a little nervous, but also a little yearning.
She stood without moving, but took in a panoramic view of the environment around the screen, and then mentally measured the distance with her steps.
Not long after, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door from far to near. Feng Yuheng pointed his ears and heard the sound to distinguish. The people coming were divided into two groups. The two people in front were the vanguard, and those behind were the large troops.
Thinking about it, the instigator must have brought the onlookers to watch the fun.
Soon, the footsteps stopped outside the door, the door lock was opened, and Qing Le's voice was heard: "What do you think Miss Feng Er is doing here? Secret meeting with a man? Damn it! When I settle down
What kind of place is the palace? It can actually do such dirty things!"
Qingle rushed into the room as he spoke, and the man in the bathtub panicked! The pre-arranged plot had not finished yet, and the woman had not come to him yet, so why did Princess Qingle come in?
He was anxious and only thought about completing the task. He remembered that he heard a sound behind the screen just now and thought that the woman must be standing there, so he simply stood up from the bathtub and reached out to grab Feng Yuheng.
But when he reached over with his hand, he didn't catch anything. He obviously saw a figure moving when he opened his eyes just now, but when he stretched out his hand, he caught nothing.
The man thought it was strange, but at this moment, Qing Le's footsteps were approaching. As he walked, he said, "Didn't you say you were meeting a man privately? Where is the man?"
Then a girl replied: "Would you like to go to the inner room and have a look, sir?"
Qing Le raised her voice and shouted in a voice that could be heard by everyone: "In the inner room? Isn't that a sleeping place? When Miss Feng Er has a private meeting, all the men will go to the bed?"
Seeing that Qing Le was about to come over, the man had no choice but to retreat into the tub again.
He had just sat back down when Qing Le was already approaching. But there was no sign of Feng Yuheng here. She couldn't help but frown and asked the man in a low voice: "Where is the person?"
The man shook his head, "I don't know, I haven't seen anyone yet. Princess, you are here. Are you here early?"
Qingle turned to the girl next to her and asked, "Did she come in?"
The girl quickly replied: "Come in, I personally watched Miss Feng Er come in, and even locked it from the outside."
Qing Le said anxiously: "Quick, search in the house."
The little girl nodded, turned around and ran back outside.
Qingle was about to turn around and give the man a few more instructions, but just when she turned around, she was suddenly pushed hard.
This time it was not just a push, but someone quickly pulled the girdle from her clothes from behind, then pulled her head and collar.
Qing Le felt as if he was haunted by a ghost in a blink of an eye. His clothes were messy and his hair was disheveled. The most terrible thing was that the collar seemed to be torn, exposing a large area of snow-white skin.
Then the ghost hand increased its force, and she lost her balance and fell straight towards the big tub.
With a "plop" sound, Princess Qingle fell completely into the tub, collided head-on with the man, and was hugged directly by the man.
The two of them were shocked and looked back, but they didn't even see a ghost.
The little girl who was searching for Feng Yuheng outside heard the noise and ran over here. As she ran, she asked: "Princess, what's wrong with you?"
But at this moment, a large force arrived outside the door. Led by Princess Ding'an, followed by Feng Chenyu and other guests, all arrived in the room. Chen Yu's voice could be heard saying: "Second sister will not do this.
Regarding that kind of thing, please trust me, Princess."
Princess Ding'an snorted coldly, "I only believe my own eyes! Why did the second young lady of the Feng family come to the back hall if she wasn't watching the singing and dancing at the banquet?"
As they spoke, everyone rushed through the outer room and into the inner room. They saw a little girl standing by the screen, covering her eyes with her hands, as if she was frightened by something.
Princess Ding'an shouted: "Bold slave, what are you doing?"
Feng Chenyu was overjoyed. This girl's behavior was just as they planned. She was exactly the way she should have seen Feng Yuheng bathing with a man.
She quickly followed: "What did you see?"
The girl was so frightened that she was trembling and speechless. She just pointed at the back of the screen, her face full of horror.
Princess Ding'an was anxious and stepped forward. Shen Yu and the female guests behind her all squeezed in to take a look.
It didn't matter. Everyone was surprised.
I saw Princess Qingle of Ding'an Prince's Palace with her face wet, her clothes half-undressed, hugging a naked man and soaking in a large bathtub. Her appearance, movements, and expressions were simply... so fascinating.