If she hadn't come up with a better idea, Feng Yuheng thought, she really wanted to beat this woman to death, or throw her into a pile of men to be tortured. (No pop-up ads) Don't you like climbing in bed? Then let her climb to her heart's content.
But she didn't do that in the end because she came up with a better idea.
She curled the corners of her lips, left the woman in the space, quickly left the palace, and ran straight to Prince Sheng's Mansion.
In the Prince Sheng's mansion, the Eighth Prince Xuan Tianmo had already gone to bed, and was sleeping soundly at this time. However, martial artists like them were very alert, and even when they fell asleep, they were much more alert than ordinary people when they were awake.
However, this kind of vigilance is useless to Feng Yuheng, just like the tightness of the entire Shengwang Mansion, which is like an iron cage, is useless to her. She enters and leaves the palace just like entering and leaving her own kitchen, and coming to the Shengwang Mansion is no different from visiting the imperial garden of the palace. Those secret guards are nothing in her eyes. If she is interested, she can kill a group of them at will.
However, she was not completely unconcerned. At least when she used the space to choose the landing distance in Xuan Tianmo's room, she made careful arrangements. For example, she had the anesthetic needle in her hand and measured the distance to be next to the bed as soon as she appeared. She also had to listen carefully to make sure Xuan Tianmo was asleep and there was no one else in the room.
After all this was done, he dared to show up, and then immediately inserted the needle coated with instant anesthetic into Xuan Tianmo's body. As a result, Xuan Tianmo fell asleep before he even opened his eyes, and was completely unconscious.
Feng Yuheng stood beside the bed with a sneer, holding the man who climbed onto Zirui's bed. He did not delay and started to strip the clothes of the two people. After stripping both of them naked, he stuffed another pill into Xuan Tianmo's mouth and knocked hard, and the pill went down his throat.
As for the woman, she did not spare her either. She took out a previously prepared injection from the space and injected it into the woman's body without hesitation.
That was a syphilis virus medicine. Feng Yuheng now regretted not having a few AIDS injections in the past. Otherwise, he would have given the Eighth Prince a good injection to let him taste the pain of having a terminal illness.
The reason why this injection was not used directly on Xuan Tianmo was because she had given Xuan Tianmo a yang-boosting medicine, predicting that Xuan Tianmo would have sex with this woman after waking up. (No pop-up ads) And she must let him get the disease from this woman, so that the evil people in the palace who cultivated people who knew about things could be implicated. If they wanted to harm her brother, she had to kill them all at once, and couldn't leave them to harm others.
She looked at the two people "entangled" on the bed with satisfaction. If it weren't for the fact that this era was not suitable for things like photos, she really wanted to take a picture of the scene and spread it later to ruin the reputation of the Eighth Prince. But thinking about the Eighth Prince getting sick because of this, she was still satisfied with what she did. Although it was not an incurable disease, it was quite embarrassing to get that kind of disease and treat it, not to mention that it was a dignified prince.
Finally, after finishing what needed to be done, Feng Yuheng returned to the Prince's Mansion with ease. Xuan Tianming was still waiting for her. She told him everything that happened tonight. Xuan Tianming was a little pleased, but he was also a little worried about Zirui's condition. He discussed with Feng Yuheng: "It's not okay for you to go to the palace alone. I'll go tomorrow." But thinking about it again, it would be difficult for him to enter the palace now without the help of Feng Yuheng's Qiankun space. He was embarrassed for a while.
Feng Yuheng gently shook his hand and said, "It's okay, it's better for me to go in alone. Concubine Yuan Shu's palace has not been searched yet, and I am also worried. I will search it tomorrow night. My husband, what I did is just a small matter of stealing the wall. What you and Brother Qi have to do is the big thing. You can rest assured to leave the palace to me. As for the deployment and arrangements outside, I can't help too much."
He rubbed her hair lovingly. The crises of the past few days had affected the quality of their married life. Feng Yuheng ran to the palace all night long, and he was busy outside all day long. He also planned to go to the camp outside the capital tomorrow. If this continued, this girl would blame him.
Feng Yuheng seemed to see what he was thinking, and her face turned red. She glared at him and said, "It's already this time and you're still thinking about that thing that we got married after knowing each other for three years. If I wanted to complain, I would have complained a long time ago. Who is like you, thinking about that thing all day long?"
"How could I?" Xuan Tianming was embarrassed. He didn't think about it every day. He just wanted to express his feelings. The couple argued about this topic until dawn. It was not until Xuan Tianming was about to go to court that he felt regretful. Instead of arguing, he might as well take up arms and go into battle. Is he stupid?
Feng Yuheng didn't think about whether he was stupid or not. After working outside all night, she got into bed and started to catch up on sleep as soon as her husband left. Wang Chuan and Huang Quan were also used to Feng Yuheng's routine of working at night and catching up on sleep during the day. No one disturbed her, and even the servants in the yard slowed down their cleaning movements so that Feng Yuheng could get a good night's sleep.
It was only a few days until the Chinese New Year. Although the bad atmosphere in the palace made people lose the mood for the New Year, this was the first New Year that Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianming had spent in Prince Yu's Mansion after their wedding. Madam Zhou felt that she couldn't let her down, so she started to make preparations early.
Qingyu was also busy with Madam Zhou. The two of them handled all the matters that needed to be handled at both the Prince Yu's Mansion and the Princess' Mansion. Not only did they make new clothes for the servants, they even bought the gifts to be sent to the Yao Mansion and the Prince Wenxuan's Mansion during the New Year. Especially at the Yao Mansion, Madam Zhou felt that it was Feng Yuheng's natal family after all, so she took the initiative to make a set of headwear for each of the three Yao family ladies. All of them were inlaid with gold and jade. The style was specially designed by Qingyu for the jewelry store. It was beautiful, not vulgar, and not old-fashioned. It was very beautiful.
As for the Prince Yu's Mansion, Qingyu felt that she should also reward the servants in the name of Feng Yuheng, and the reward money could not come from the public funds of the Prince Yu's Mansion, but had to go through the account of the Princess' Mansion. The Princess' Mansion has always had its own account office, and many of Feng Yuheng's private accounts are still paid from there. Moreover, the Princess' Mansion is already rich, and the gold and silver treasures in the underground warehouse are countless. She went there to pick a lot of good things, and calculated the number of people on the Prince Yu's Mansion side. In addition to the reward money, she could also ensure that everyone would get an object as a New Year gift. As for Madam Zhou and Eunuch Zhang, they were given special care, and the things they sent were extremely heavy.
When Feng Yuheng woke up, Qingyu presented all these plans and the gift lists to Feng Yuheng one by one. She sighed, "It's almost the New Year." Recently, she has been thinking about the affairs in the palace and has forgotten about the New Year. Even if Zirui returns to Beijing, she can't feel the New Year atmosphere at all. "I'm afraid it won't be a happy New Year this year." She said while handing the list in her hand back to Qingyu, "Just do it according to your arrangement. I have always been most at ease with you doing things."
Qingyu didn't hold back and nodded directly, then continued: "In addition to the capital, there are also Baicaotang in various places, as well as in Ji'an County, and we also have shops in the southern border. Wang Lin is in the southern border, so we don't have to worry about it. As for Ji'an County, I took the initiative and sent a letter to the third lady by flying eagle half a month ago, asking her and Aunt An to help us with these things. Although I haven't received a reply yet, I think it won't be a problem."
When Qingyu mentioned Xiangrong, Feng Yuheng sighed again. She said, "I originally wanted Xiangrong to come back to Beijing to celebrate the New Year, but then so many things happened in Beijing that I didn't want to ask her to come back. I feel more at ease in Ji'an County. If she returns to Beijing, who knows what trouble will arise." After she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something and quickly said to Wangchuan, "There is something I forgot. I promised Bai Ze that I would give him a holiday during the New Year and let him go to Ji'an County to see Furong. Please help me think about it. When His Highness comes back tonight, mention this matter and let Bai Ze leave tomorrow. It will be too late if he doesn't leave now."
Wangchuan nodded and said nothing, but Huangquan said, "In my opinion, Bai Ze can't leave. Given the current situation, given his personality, no matter how much he misses Miss Bai, he can't leave His Highness and go to Ji'an County to have fun alone. This is the duty of a close attendant, and Bai Ze has been with His Highness since he was a child, so he should understand."
Wang Chuan thought so too. She told Feng Yuheng, "We have been taught since childhood that the master should be the first in everything and personal feelings should be put aside. Of course, strictly speaking, we are not allowed to have feelings. All our feelings should be devoted to the master. The master's life is our life. If there is danger around the master, we must never leave to do private things. This is the rule."
Feng Yuheng was naturally aware of this rule, but she still felt that it should be more humane. It was impossible to train these people into machines. They should have their own emotions and ideas. Everyone is an independent individual, not existing for the so-called master.
But she was too lazy to explain these reasons. After all, her previous ideas were already deeply rooted in Wangchuan and the others. Even if she said it, the other party would not be able to do what she wanted. It would be better for them to follow the rules of this era.
So she waved her hand and said, "Let's talk about it later. Anyway, we'll bring it up tonight. It depends on what he wants to do or not."
This afternoon, Feng Yuheng finally managed the affairs of Prince Yu's Mansion as a hostess. But most of the time, the servants presented the finished work to her for her to review, including the clothes that had been tailored, and she felt very satisfied.
Of course, Madam Zhou also made new clothes for her and Xuan Tianming, but their clothes were more delicate and not yet finished, so it would take a few more days to see the finished products.
When there were many things to do, time passed quickly, and it felt like it was dark again in the blink of an eye. Huang Quan knew that she had to go to the palace at night, so he persuaded her to sleep for a while after dinner, because Xuan Tianming had gone to the camp and would not come back tonight.
Feng Yuheng couldn't sleep, and kept thinking in his heart, what kind of character will the old man be when he wakes up?
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