Feng Yuheng had an idea in his mind. He thought that it was the Shen family who gave the woman the idea. They could help Shen create the conditions for returning to Feng Mansion, but she had to be able to stand on her own feet. Dear, search "Eye & Quick" on Baidu, and watch a lot for free. I just don't know how long Shen can keep her temper after returning to the mansion.
"Master." Ban Zou did not leave and continued, "I learned that your father had recently contacted the third prince Xuan Tianye. He should have made the Feng family's position clear in the dispute over the throne."
Feng Yuheng frowned: "Does Xuan Tianming know?"
Ban Zou nodded: "Your Highness knows."
"Speaking of which, which team does your Highness belong to?" Feng Yuheng was a little surprised. Xuan Tianming did not seem to have any hope of becoming the crown prince at the moment, so he had to have an attitude of supporting whoever he wanted. The Seventh Prince? Not likely.
On this matter, Ban Zou shook his head and told Feng Yuheng: "I don't know. Your Highness is usually closest to the Seventh Prince, but the Seventh Prince has clearly stated that he has no intention of becoming the emperor."
"So, in this case, he has no side?" Feng Yuheng was stunned, as if she had figured out something. She didn't want to delve into it at this moment. As for Xuan Tianming's affairs, she believed that one day that person would tell her in person. "It's okay, you go about your business." She waved her hand to send Ban away, but the other party simply ignored her dismissal. Feng Yuheng was stunned for a moment, "Uh... Ban, do you have anything else to do?"
Ban Zou looked at Feng Yuheng with an unfriendly look - "I heard that when I went to Pudu Temple, the master was out of the house?"
Feng Yuheng stroked his forehead and said, "I just went to visit the ruins of Ding'an Palace."
"But the master promised that he would not leave the house when I am not here."
"I haven't left the capital, what could possibly happen? Besides, there is Wangchuan, and your master is no pushover!" Feng Yuheng raised his arm to show his strength, "Look, I can handle three or four people by myself without any problem."
Ban Zou raised an eyebrow: "Is it really not a problem?"
Feng Yuheng nodded and told him solemnly: "It's really not a problem."
"Okay then." Ban Zou disappeared in a flash, and only a sentence was heard floating in the air: "Then I will go and talk to Wangchuan."
"..."Wangchuan, take care of yourself!
That night, after Feng Yuheng had his regular training, he slept for more than an hour, then found that he couldn't fall asleep at all, so he got up again. After thinking about it, he decided to continue practicing Kung Fu in the garden.
She felt that the reason she couldn't sleep was because she was provoked by Ban Zou. If her physical fitness was as good as in her previous life, Ban Zou wouldn't be so worried about her safety. In the end, she was still not strong enough.
With this in mind, Feng Yuheng was practicing a set of military boxing in the garden when he heard Ban Zou's annoying voice in the air again: "Master, you are only a little bit inferior to Qinggong."
She sniffed. Qinggong? It's a bit difficult!
As she moved again, she felt as if there was a sound coming straight from a distance. She was startled at first, and stood still without moving, and then she felt that the sound was getting closer and closer, with a wisp of wind, rushing towards her.
But Ban Zou didn't react at all. Well, to be more precise, he didn't seem to rush over to save her. Instead, he just chuckled and then there was no movement.
Feng Yuheng said "Oh" to himself, then moved and went straight into the garden.
Then I heard the person behind me humph and started to chase after me.
"Don't use Qinggong!" The person in front shouted as he ran, "If you use Qinggong, you will lose!"
The person behind him refuted as a matter of course: "My legs and feet are not good."
wipe!
Feng Yuheng felt that Xuan Tianming was best at being shameless! You have bad legs and feet, but you can sit in a wheelchair and use Qinggong to run faster than other people's carriages, right?
That's right, the person who came was Xuan Tianming. Feng Yuheng had already predicted this when she saw Ban Zou's reaction. Only when Xuan Tianming came, would that arrogant Ban Zou not care about her life or death, and even want to laugh at her before leaving.
Feng Yuheng was in a playful mood, and seeing that Xuan Tianming was about to catch up, she began to pick out corners and crevices to hide in. The cracks in the rockery, between the flowers, in short, any place that could block the passage of a wheelchair was her best choice.
Xuan Tianming gnashed his teeth in hatred, "You bully the disabled!"
"I'm just bullying you!" She laughed as she ran, "Bite me if you dare!"
The people behind him were speechless. Did this girl know what she was talking about? Bite her? Why did he really bite her?
Finally, someone began to lose strength and his movements gradually slowed down. Xuan Tianming sneered, patted the wheelchair and grabbed the person in his hand, "You keep running!"
Feng Yuheng was so tired that her lungs were about to explode. "No, no! I've only been training for a few days and my strength hasn't recovered yet."
He had heard that this girl ran and jumped every morning and evening, so he wanted to come and see her tonight and brought some delicious snacks. Who knew that she would still be in the garden so late!
"Why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night? What kind of evil skills are you practicing?" He was angry and slapped Feng Yuheng on the back.
Feng Yuheng screamed "Ah" and struggled to get out of his hand, "Is it okay to have insomnia?" She stared at Xuan Tianming, "The secret guard you sent here looks down on me as his master. If I don't practice better to show him, he will really look down on me."
Xuan Tianming laughed, "You are not as good as Ban Zou."
"That's only temporary." Feng Yuheng moved his legs and feet. "Every skill has its own specialty. I'm not good at Qinggong, so of course I can't compare with him. But in terms of other things, Ban Zou may not be my opponent."
Xuan Tianming was very interested in this "other" and asked her, "What are you good at?" After thinking for a while, he said, "Oh, medical skills." Feng Yuheng's medical skills were excellent, and he had to admit that.
Who knew that the girl shook her head and said, "More than that." But she refused to say what it was: "You will find out slowly in the future. It is the most boring thing to reveal the answer all at once." As she spoke, she thought of the Ding'an Palace and couldn't help asking, "Why are you so cruel? You burned down the Ding'an Palace."
Xuan Tianming answered noncommittally: "Because they bullied my wife."
"Who is your wife? You haven't even married yet!" She corrected him, but a smile appeared on her lips. She quickly turned her head away so that he wouldn't see her, lest he get too proud.
But how could this small change be hidden from Xuan Tianming's eyes? He felt dazed, as if he had returned to the mountains in the northwest when they first met. The girl secretly drooled at the sight of him, and she carefully hid her drooling, looking clever and naughty.
"Xuan Tianming." Feng Yuheng turned around, her eyes bright, "If you are not too busy at night, can you sneak out and teach me how to whip?" She was not very proficient in cold weapons, and she never thought about learning anything, but she thought Xuan Tianming was particularly handsome when he whipped people. "When I have practiced well, take me with you when you go out to whip people, and we can whip together, how about it?"
Xuan Tianming thought this suggestion was a good one, so he handed the whip in his hand to Feng Yuheng, and then urged the wheelchair to go around behind her, demonstrated it himself, and told her: "The most basic whip techniques mainly include wrapping, swinging, sweeping, throwing, etc. After practicing the basics, you can practice it into a routine. And you can use your left and right hands alternately, and it will be spectacular when you dance with vigor and vitality."
Feng Yuheng agreed: "Not only is it spectacular to dance, but most importantly, it's easy to carry, highly concealed, and has great striking power, so it's very practical."
He asked her helplessly: "Have you learned to prepare for the battlefield?"
Feng Yuheng answered seriously: "Just in case."
Okay! He thought this girl sometimes had good ideas, but... her ideals were very ambitious, but the reality was a bit horrible...
"Uh... Help! Xuan Tianming, quick! Help me untie it, I can't breathe!" The girl swung the whip and wrapped it around her neck.
He laughed at her: "Why don't you just throw stones."
As the two of them joked and played, Feng Yuheng was able to get a rough idea of the basic whip technique. Xuan Tianming admired her learning ability. This girl was really smart. When he first practiced the soft whip, he practiced the basic moves for more than three days before he could remember the general idea. However, Feng Yuheng could reach this level in less than one night. He had to sigh.
The two agreed to come to the flower garden to practice together every night. Xuan Tianming looked around and found that although it was autumn, there were still many mosquitoes in the garden. He couldn't help but suggest: "How about I take you to the martial arts training ground in Prince Yu's Mansion?"
Feng Yuheng shook his head: "On dates, boys are the ones who seek out girls. What's the point of me being the one who takes the initiative?"
"Ah?" He was stunned. "Date?" This damn girl calls this a date?
But think about it, meeting up in the middle of the night, isn’t that a date?
So, Xuan Tianming also raised the corners of his lips and smiled evilly, "Okay, then I'll come to find you."
During this sleep, Feng Yuheng slept through the morning exercises of the next day, and also slept through the morning and evening wake-up calls for the old lady.
When she woke up, it was almost noon. She couldn't help but complain to Wangchuan: "Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"
Wang Chuan spread his hands helplessly: "I called him, but he didn't wake up."
All right! She stroked her forehead, as if she had been dreaming that morning, and the dream was filled with Xuan Tianming's words "Okay, then I'll come find you", it would be strange if she could wake up.
"Miss, please get up and have lunch." Wangchuan helped her tidy up the bedding. Shen would be returning home tomorrow, and they had to prepare a reunion dinner.
"Oh, yeah." Feng Yuheng just remembered that there was such a thing. "It's really troublesome." She felt that Feng Chenyu's tricks to harm people really needed to be innovated. Couldn't she do something easier? At worst, she could just ask the killer to fight her. Why bother with something as troublesome as cooking?
There was no other way, since I had agreed, I had to do it. After getting ready, Feng Yuheng took Wang Chuan to the big kitchen in the mansion for a look. Originally, the servants in the kitchen were very cold to Feng Yuheng under the instruction of Shen, but since the Prince Yu's Mansion made the proposal, Feng Yuheng's status in the hearts of these servants was no less than that of Chen Yu.
Seeing Feng Yuheng coming over in person, the servants all stood in line, and the leader greeted them first, and then said, "Yesterday I heard that the Second Miss would come in person to arrange the banquet tomorrow. Please rest assured, Second Miss, we will definitely cooperate with you to arrange the banquet."
"You all listen to me?" Feng Yuheng raised his eyebrows.
"All listen to the Second Miss."
"Okay, then all of you go down! The farther away from the kitchen the better."
kindness?
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