Feng Yuheng had an idea in her mind. She thought it was the Shen family who gave the woman the idea. They could help Shen create conditions for returning to Feng Mansion, but she would have to be able to stand on her own feet. But Shen didn't know
His temper, which he seemed to have calmed down on the surface, could be maintained for a few days after he returned home.
"Master." Ban Zou did not leave and continued: "My subordinates learned that your father recently had contact with the third prince Xuan Tianye. It should be to clarify the Feng family's position on the dispute over the throne."
Feng Yuheng frowned: "Does Xuan Tianming know?"
Ban Zao nodded: "Your Highness knows."
"Speaking of which, which team does your Highness belong to?" Feng Yuheng was a little surprised. It seems that Xuan Tianming has no hope of becoming the crown prince at present, so he must have an attitude of helping whom. The seventh prince? Not really.
possible.
Regarding this matter, Ban Zou shook his head and told Feng Yuheng: "I don't know. Your Highness is usually closest to His Highness Seventh, but His Highness has made it clear that he has no intention of taking the position of Ninety-five."
"Then this means he won't take sides?" Feng Yuheng was stunned for a moment and seemed to have figured out something. She didn't want to delve into it at this time. Regarding Xuan Tianming, she believed that one day that person would personally
Tell her, "It's okay, you can go about your business." She waved her hand and called Ban to leave, but the other party ignored her at all. Feng Yuheng was stunned for a moment, "Uh... Ban, you have something else to do?"
Ban Zou looked at Feng Yuheng with an unkind look - "I heard that when my subordinates went to Pudu Nunnery, the master left the house?"
Feng Yuheng stroked her forehead, "I just went to visit the ruins of Ding'an Prince's Mansion."
"But the master promised not to leave the house while his subordinates are away."
"I haven't left the capital, what will happen? Besides, there is Wangchuan, and your master is not a vegetarian!" Feng Yuheng raised her arm to show her arm strength, "Look,
It won’t be a problem for me to deal with three or four people by myself.”
Ban Zou raised his eyebrows: "Is it really not a problem?"
Feng Yuheng nodded and told him solemnly: "It's really not a problem."
"Okay." Ban Zou disappeared in a flash, and only heard a sentence floating in the air: "Then I'll go talk to Wangchuan."
"..." Wangchuan, please take care of yourself!
That night, after performing regular training, Feng Yuheng slept lightly for more than an hour. Then she found that she couldn't sleep at all, so she got up again. After thinking about it, she decided to go to the garden to practice kung fu for a while.
She felt that the reason why she had insomnia was entirely because she was stimulated by Ban Zou. If her physical fitness was as good as in her previous life, Ban Zou would not be so worried about her safety. After all, she was not strong enough.
With such a mood, when Feng Yuheng was practicing a set of military boxing in the garden to great success, she heard Ban Zou's voice of wanting to be beaten rang out in the air again: "Master, you just have to do it."
It’s almost Qinggong.”
She sniffed, was it Qinggong? It was a bit difficult!
The next time she moved, she felt as if there was movement coming straight from a distance. She was startled at first, and stood still without moving. Then she felt that the movement was getting closer and closer, carrying the wind, and was about to rush towards her.
Come.
But Ban Zou didn't react at all. Well, to be precise, he didn't have any reaction to rush over to save her. Instead, he chuckled and then stopped moving.
Feng Yuheng said "Oh" to herself, then moved her body and went straight into the garden.
Hearing a "hum" from someone coming behind him, he also chased after him.
"Those who don't practice Qing Gong!" the people in front shouted while running, "you will lose if you practice Qing Gong!"
But the people behind him retorted naturally: "My legs and feet are not good."
wipe!
Feng Yuheng feels that what Xuan Tianming is best at is being shameless! You have bad legs and feet, but you can run Qinggong in a wheelchair faster than someone else's horse-drawn carriage!
That's right, the person coming was none other than Xuan Tianming. Feng Yu Heng had already figured it out when she noticed the reaction of leaving the class. Only when Xuan Tianming came, that bastard class leader would not care about her life or death before leaving.
I also wanted to laugh at her.
Feng Yuheng became more playful. Seeing that Xuan Tianming was about to catch up, she began to pick out the corners of the diamond. The cracks in the rockery, among the flowers, in short, any place that could hinder the passage of wheelchairs was her best choice.
choose.
Xuan Tianming gritted his teeth with hatred, "You bully the disabled!"
"I'm just bullying you!" she said happily as she ran, "Bite me if you can!"
The people behind were speechless. Does this girl know what she is talking about? Bite her? Why did he really bite her?
Finally, someone was exhausted first, and his movements slowly slowed down. Xuan Tianming sneered, patted the wheelchair and grabbed the person in his hand, "You should keep running!"
Feng Yuheng was so tired that her lungs were about to explode, "I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore! I've only been exercising for a few days, and I haven't recovered my strength yet."
He had heard that this girl was running and jumping every morning and evening. He originally wanted to come to see her tonight and brought some delicious snacks. Who knew that she was still in the garden so late!
"You stayed up most of the night, what kind of evil skills did you practice?" He was angry, so he slapped Feng Yuheng on the back.
Feng Yuheng screamed "Ah" and struggled to break away from his hand, "Can't you suffer from insomnia?" She glared at Xuan Tianming, "The secret guard you sent looks down on me as your master, I don't
If you practice better and show it to him, he will really look down on you."
Xuan Tianming laughed, "You're not as good as Ban Zou."
"That's only temporary." Feng Yu Heng moved her legs and feet, "There are special skills, but I'm not good at light kung fu, so of course I can't compete with him. But when it comes to other things, Ban Zou may not be my opponent."
Xuan Tianming was very interested in this "other thing" and asked her: "What are you good at?" After thinking for a while, he said: "Oh, medical skills." Feng Yuheng has excellent medical skills, which he must admit.
.
Unexpectedly, this girl shook her head, "More than that." But she refused to say what it was: "You will know it slowly in the future. Revealing the mystery all at once is the most boring thing." As he said that, he thought of that.
Sitting in the Ding'an Prince's Mansion, he couldn't help but ask: "Why are you so cruel? You burned down the Ding'an Prince's Mansion."
Xuan Tianming gave a noncommittal answer: "Because they bullied my wife."
"Who is your wife? She's not qualified!" She corrected, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile. She quickly turned her head away to prevent him from seeing her, lest he get too proud.
But how could this small change be hidden from Xuan Tianming's eyes? He felt dazed for a while, as if he had returned to the mountains in the northwest. The two met for the first time. The girl secretly drooled when she saw him, and she carefully hid it.
Tucked away, he is smart and naughty.
"Xuan Tianming." Feng Yuheng turned around with bright eyes, "If you are not very busy at night, can you sneak out and teach me how to use a whip?" She was not very proficient in cold weapons and had never thought about it.
I have learned nothing, but I only think that Xuan Tianming is very handsome when he whips people with his whip. "When I finish practicing, you can take me with you when you go out to whip people again. How about we whip together?"
Xuan Tianming thought this suggestion was very good, so he handed Feng Yuheng the long wave in his hand, then urged the wheelchair to go behind her, demonstrated it with his own hands, and told her: "The most basic whipping techniques mainly include wrapping, swinging, and sweeping. , throwing, etc., after you have mastered the basics, you can develop the routine. Moreover, you can use your left and right hands alternately, and the dance will be very exciting and spectacular."
Feng Yuheng agreed: "Not only does it dance spectacularly, but the most important thing is that this kind of thing is easy to carry, has strong concealment, has strong impact, and is very practical."
He asked her helplessly: "How come you have learned to prepare for the battlefield?"
Feng Yuheng answered seriously: "Just in case."
Okay! He thinks this girl sometimes has good ideas, but...the ideal is very lofty, but the reality is a bit miserable...
"Uh... help! Xuan Tianming, hurry! Help me untie it, I'm going to be suffocated!" The girl flicked the whip and wrapped it around her neck.
He laughed at her: "Why don't you just throw stones."
While the two were joking and joking, Feng Yuheng finally got a rough idea of the basic whipping technique. Xuan Tianming admired her learning ability very much. This girl's natural appearance was really unusually intelligent. She thought that he had When practicing this soft whip, it took him more than three days to practice the basic moves before he could memorize them roughly. However, Feng Yuheng could reach this level in less than one night, which made him sigh.
The two agreed to come to this flower garden to practice martial arts together every night. Xuan Tianming looked around and found that although it was autumn, there were still a lot of mosquitoes in the garden. He couldn't help but suggest: "How about I take you to practice martial arts in Prince Yu's Mansion?" field?"
Feng Yuheng shook her head: "On dates, boys come to find girls. I'm here to figure out what's going on."
"Ah?" He was stunned for a moment, "A date?" Damn girl, do you call this a date?
But think about it, meeting in the middle of the night, what else is it if it’s not a date?
So, Xuan Tianming also raised the corners of his lips and smiled evilly, "Okay, then I'll come find you."
During this sleep, Feng Yuheng directly slept through the morning exercise for the next day, and also slept through the morning and dusk wake-up routine given to the old lady.
It was almost noon when she woke up, and she couldn't help but blame Wangchuan: "Why didn't you call me earlier?"
Wangchuan spread his hands helplessly: "I called, but I didn't wake you up."
Okay! She stroked her forehead, as if she had been dreaming that morning, and the dream was all about Xuan Tianming's words "Okay, then I'll come find you." It was strange that she could wake up.
"Miss, let's get up and have lunch." Wangchuan helped her tidy up the bedding. Tomorrow, Mrs. Shen was going back home, and she had to prepare a reunion dinner.
"Yes." Feng Yuheng just remembered that there was such a thing, "It's really troublesome." She felt that Feng Chenyu's methods of harming people really needed to be updated, couldn't they be improved to save trouble? If not, she should ask the killer to follow her. It's okay to fight, why bother with such troublesome things as cooking?
There was no way, since I had agreed to do it, I had to do it. After tidying up, Feng Yuheng took Wangchuan to the big kitchen of the mansion to take a look around. Originally, the servants in the kitchen were all right under Shen's instructions. Feng Yuheng was very cold, but ever since she was hired by Prince Yu's Mansion, Feng Yuheng's status in the hearts of these servants was no worse than that of Chen Yu.
Seeing Feng Yuheng coming in person, everyone stood up. The leader first said hello, and then said: "Yesterday, I heard that the second lady will come to organize tomorrow's banquet in person. Please rest assured, the servants will definitely Cooperate with the second lady to prepare the table."
"You all listen to me?" Feng Yuheng raised her eyebrows.
"Listen to the second lady."
"Okay, then you all go down! The further away from the kitchen, the better."