Chapter 34
Handan's heart skipped a beat.
That's right, these were her capital to show off. Many servants secretly envied her for following a good master. For this reason, she was even more unscrupulous. What made her proud for a long time was that she once broke Bai Tiao's favorite colorful glass bottle, and she just scolded him a few words.
Thinking about it this way, it seemed that Bai Tiao's heaviest punishment for her was scolding.
Now that Bai Tiao had said this, she had a bad feeling. She felt a little uneasy.
Bai Tiao continued to smile at her and said, "Because from the moment you came to me, I knew you were sent by Le Yingniang. My mother has not been around since I was young, and I am not like Huan'er who lives in a clean house and can keep a pure heart. Do you think I don't understand the filthiness of those deep houses? Have you all forgotten my mother's name? I am the daughter of the talented Wan Ningwu. Seeing through it but not saying it out loud is the only way to deafen the enemy."
Bai Tiao's frosty eyes made Handan feel a little scared.
The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she said to her in the softest voice: "Now, it's different.
You'd better stay in this mansion honestly, so that your child can be born safely and you will be protected. If you are saying something groundless..."
She glanced at Handan's belly, and Handan covered it tightly as if by reflex, very nervous. She smiled and said, "If you are talking about something unnecessary, I don't have the choice of saving the big one or the small one."
Handan panted for a while and calmed down a little. She admitted that she was frightened at some point. But then she thought, Bai Tiao was just a stern talker. She was a weak woman, and a puppet of the Prime Minister's Mansion. What was there for her to be afraid of? So she straightened her chest and said, "Don't try to intimidate me."
"Madam?" Bai Tiao chuckled, "I haven't seen you for just one day, and you already call yourself Madam?"
Her eyes gradually moved to Handan's belly, "Don't you think that if you are pregnant, your father will hold you in his hands? Cherish the days of your pregnancy. When the seed in your belly falls, we'll see if you can still see your father."
After saying that, Bai Tiao turned around and closed the door.
Only the angry Handan was left outside the door. She clutched her sleeves tightly and had to admit that Bai Tiao had some truth in what he said. The prime minister's family had few heirs, so the master naturally valued them.
But what happens after the child is born? Will she still love him like this?
So, at night, Handan worked even harder, completely ignoring the fetus in the house.
At the other side of Feng Mansion, the moonlight was obscured, and a woman in a cloak was sitting under a wintersweet tree, staring into the sky.
The long empty night awaits your coming,
The love in my heart cannot be turned.
Night after night,
Longing fills the garden of joy.
Who still remembers the year of twisting the red cage?
After a quick glance, her face was covered with tears.
Missing Han Fengci was like her daily habit. People said that love had no solution, but she wanted to solve it. The blocked air in her mouth was like a snowball that was getting bigger and bigger, so big that she couldn't breathe.
Feng Huanhuan clenched her fist and coughed twice. Feicui immediately poured her some tea and handed it to her to moisten her throat.
"Okay, I just coughed a few times, no need to be so nervous."
"Miss, you've been coughing for several days." Feicui felt very distressed. These days, Miss had lost weight visibly. The master even asked Doctor Wu to come and see her, saying that Miss was too worried. Everyone knew that Miss liked Mr. Han, but Mr. Han left without a word, which was really too much.
So, she continued, "Miss, Mr. Han will come back sooner or later, so don't worry about it anymore."
Feng Huanhuan shook her head and smiled bitterly, "Maybe he won't come back."
Feicui didn't know, and others didn't know, but how could she not know? Even if he became the highest official in the world, he might not be interested. He was a god, a soft-hearted god. But why was he as hard as a rock now? Every night before going to sleep, she seemed to ask herself: Is it really that difficult to marry her?
What she didn't know was that all her words and actions were seen by a man named Shi Xi Xian Jun.
In the Shixi Mountains, mist lingers between the peaks.
Shi Xi looked at Han Fengci who was still unconscious on the Xuanbing bed. He sighed, "Fengci, wake up soon. If your little phoenix continues like this, I'm afraid it won't be long before it passes away."
He could not interfere with the fate of mortals, or he would suffer backlash. But the spirit of the little phoenix was already emitting black air, and he was afraid that it would not live long.
He had done everything he could. The day Han Fengci came to find him, he was almost scared to death. He lay at the door of Shi Xi Shanxian again, motionless, probably because all his strength was used to find him.
However, he had no way to remove the poisonous fog from the Soul Locking Array.
For this purpose, he went to the mermaid tribe in the South China Sea to borrow the divine book - Mermaid Legend.
This heavenly book knows everything in the three realms.
He deliberately cast a spell to find a way to solve the poisonous fog in the Soul Locking Array, but the Heavenly Book showed that there was no poisonous fog in the Soul Locking Array, so it could not be solved.
This made him very worried, as he had no idea what the poisonous fog was and could not ask the heavenly book about it at all.
At the moment, he could only use the old method to suppress the poison fog in his heart, but each time he suppressed the poison, it would increase by one layer. At the moment, Han Fengci had reached the eighth layer of poison fog, which also meant that the poison would break out at any time and anywhere, especially when stimulated.
When the poisonous fog spreads to the tenth floor, he will have to be sent back to Beiming to transform into Yuxian again.
He lamented repeatedly: "That little phoenix wants to marry you, so just marry her. She doesn't like you anyway, and when she returns to the immortal status after going through the tribulation, she will just like you even less. What's the difference? Besides, which immortal would really take the tribulation to heart? It's just a snap of a finger in the mortal world. Feng Ci, you're taking it too seriously."
Han Fengci lying on the Xuanbing bed still had his eyes closed.
Shi Xi couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he turned away. He had to figure out what this poisonous fog was as soon as possible.
Not long after Shi Xi left, the person on Xuan Bing's bed groaned in pain.
At this moment, Han Fengci's soul was actually trapped in a fog. It was pitch black and foggy. He could hear all the sounds from the outside world, including Shi Xi's muttering.
But he couldn't get out of the fog no matter how hard he tried. He ran around in a panic, fearing that his little phoenix had gotten into trouble. But the more anxious he got, the thicker the fog became. What on earth was this thing? How could it trap a great god like him in it?
But the person he was thinking about didn't know everything. Feng Huanhuan still stared at the Kunpeng lantern under the wintersweet tree every night. Feng Wubai had been back for a few days, but he didn't wait for the scene he expected. His sister was introverted and not as lively as before. She was often in a daze. The most important thing was that her illness was a mental illness. And he heard a little from Bai Tiao that his sister liked Han Fengci, the Dali Temple official who had taken a leave. This time he wanted to find someone to question but couldn't find anyone, and he was very frustrated.
And his questions grew.
It was common for officials to take leave due to weddings, funerals, or illnesses, but there was no record of Han Fengci's family members alive. He had checked. Second, the emperor did not think this was inappropriate. This was very meaningful. This was not something that he, a minister, could ask, including his father. Recently, everyone was often worried about his sister's affairs, and his father often secretly went to his mother's memorial hall to complain. He knew it.
It seemed like everyone was helpless about this matter. A person just disappeared like that.
Even if he returns soon, he will definitely deal with this Han Fengci. He is the first one to disagree with marrying his sister.
Feng Wubai hid in a corner of Huanxin Garden, looking at Kong Ning's sister, taking everything in.
The fists behind him were clenched tightly.
Not disturbing her was the most he could do. He knew that his sister only wanted to use all her heart and soul to wait for someone to return.
Day after day, winter turns to summer, and there are more birds chirping under the eaves.
Today the sun is bright, and the bricks and tiles are shining golden. Half a month has passed, and there is still no news about Han Fengci. There are more and more voices in the court, and they can't be suppressed. But the emperor is unmoved. The ministers don't know what kind of magic potion this upstart has given the emperor? So the complaints continue to increase.
Feng Nianxiang was about to take a sedan chair back to the palace after the court session when he was stopped by the head of the Liu family, Liu Huaide, who was carrying a medicine box. He stopped and thought for a while. It seemed that Liu Huaide was waiting for him here. The imperial physician did not need to attend the court session. What did he mean by coming to see him? He had to imagine more. At this moment, Liu Huaide, the head of the Liu family, came to him and bowed, "Lord Feng."
"What does Dean Liu want from me?" Feng Nianxiang asked directly.
Liu Huaide smiled innocently: "Lord Feng, I came here to wait for you. I heard that the other girl was deeply worried and had a heart disease. I came here uninvited, and I wanted to ask to come to your house to see her condition."
How could Feng Nianxiang believe this?
Moreover, her daughter and Liu Qinqin did not have a good relationship, and as a father, he knew this. As the saying goes, if you don't come to the temple for no reason, you must have something to ask for. However, Huan'er's illness was also a problem in his heart. He had always disliked Liu Huaide, but it seemed that he could not find a better doctor than him.
Although it's a bit desperate, but for Huan'er, I'm willing to take a gamble.
So he bowed in return: "Thank you, Dean Liu, for your concern. Please follow me back to Feng Mansion."
At this moment, Feng Nianxiang was very nervous. Later, he must keep an eye on Liu Huaide, and he must watch him while he was seeing patients. Although Liu Huaide looked harmless, he found that this kind of person was the hardest to see through, and he always gave him a deep sense of superiority and contempt.
Everything will turn into the opposite when it reaches its extreme. A person who is extremely humble will become the opposite.
Therefore, he kept his distance from Liu Huaide and tried not to look for him unless necessary.
It took a while to arrive at Feng Mansion. Feng Nianxiang sent the housekeeper to Huanxin Garden to report, and then led Liu Huaide into the back house.
Feng Nianxiang was delighted to meet Feng Wubai, so they explained the reason to him and went to Huanxin Garden together.
Feng Huanhuan, who had received the notification, sat on the high couch in the side room early and waited.
"Miss, why did the master invite Dean Liu here?" asked Feicui.
"Maybe they are too worried about me." Feng Huanhuan could only think of this. "Father is not familiar with Dean Liu. This time, I really made everyone worried."
She felt guilty, but she didn't know why her body was getting worse day by day. She wanted to be happy, but she couldn't find it. She often felt that she had worked too hard and was in deficit. Liu Huaide's visit this time was a good thing for her.
After all, she had thought it through.
Here, there were footsteps outside the door, and my father was coming.
"Jadeite, open the door, father is here."
"Yes, Miss." Feicui also heard the footsteps and quickened her pace. When she opened the door, she saw a group of three people. She hurriedly bowed, "Master, eldest son, and Dean Liu."
Feng Nianxiang nodded: "Miss, how are you these days?"
"My Lord, it's as usual." Feicui stood up and stepped aside to make way. Then the three of them stepped into the wing room together. As Feng Huanhuan stood up from the high couch, Feng Nianxiang hurried forward and said, "Huan'er, hurry up and don't move around too much."
"That's right, save some strength." Feng Wubai looked at his sister's pale face and added, "If the wind blows, you will fall down."
Feng Huanhuan sat back on the high couch. She chuckled and said, "How can I be so fragile? Otherwise, Huan'er, go to the courtyard to get some fresh air. Brother, can you see if I will be blown away?"
"You are always talking back to your brother, so I am reluctant to let you get caught in the wind just to see if you will fall." Feng Wubai said.
Dean Liu laughed out loud: "Master Feng is so lucky, with a son and a daughter who live in harmony."
Feng Huanhuan nodded slightly towards Dean Liu as a greeting.
Liu Huaide smiled again: "Miss Feng, I am not talented, so I will come and take a look."
Look at his modest appearance, which is completely different from what Sister Bai said. It's like a caterpillar suddenly poking out of a pure flower, which is weird. This person is too good at hiding. So, she took the initiative to stretch out her right hand and smiled: "Director Liu is modest. It is Huan'er's blessing to have Director Liu come to the mansion in person."
The two of them flattered each other for a while, and finally took the patient's pulse at Feng Wubai's urging.
The surroundings were silent, Liu Huaide's eyebrows were knitted frequently, and this scene really worried Feng Nianxiang and Feng Wubai. The two stood side by side, not daring to speak loudly, not daring to breathe. They could only stare, not daring to blink, for fear of missing any small affection from Liu Huaide.
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