At this time, the mourning hall was not only filled with people from the Feng family, but also Feng Jinyuan's colleagues who came to pay their respects. Read the latest chapter of Perfect World, and you will be able to see it quickly.
No one had expected Feng Zihao to cause such a commotion. They were all stunned on the spot, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.
It was too easy for Feng Yuheng to dodge Zihao's chaotic swordsmanship, but in front of so many people, it was obviously Feng Zihao who bullied her, and she couldn't let everyone think that she was bullying Zihao. So she stumbled and dodged in a very embarrassing way.
When the housekeeper He Zhong saw this situation, he no longer waited for his master's orders and immediately arranged to invite the officials who came to pay their respects to the outer courtyard.
Just as they asked everyone to leave, Feng Zihao in the mourning hall had already forced Feng Yuheng to the front of the coffin with a sword in hand.
Feng Yuheng hid and shouted, "Big brother, what are you doing? Mother died of illness, what does it have to do with Ah Heng?"
"What disease did he die of?" Feng Zihao didn't believe it at all. "It's all your fault. It's all your fault! Ah——" Feng Zihao roared madly, closed his eyes, raised the sword, and swung it fiercely in front of him——
Not to mention, this sword was not that sharp. The sword hit Shen's coffin directly, and broke off a corner of the sandalwood coffin.
Maybe he used too much strength, Zihao lost his balance and stumbled over the incense table, spilling the fruits and snacks all over the floor.
Chenyu originally thought that her brother was enjoying chopping Feng Yuheng, but now she saw Feng Zihao actually chopped Shen's coffin and knocked over the incense table, with the incense broken all over the floor, and her heart was suddenly twisted. After all, the coffin contained their biological mother. Chenyu rushed forward to stop Zihao from going crazy, but she didn't expect that after the incense table was overturned, the half-burned white candle lit up the mourning flowers made of white cloth in front of the coffin, and suddenly caught fire, instantly burning Chenyu's skirt.
Feng Yuheng had already hidden aside, watching the fire, and shouted: "Hurry up and put out the fire! It's on fire!"
People were panicking. A fire in the mourning hall was not a good thing. In addition, Chenyu was in the center of the fire and her dress was on fire. Feng Jinyuan was so anxious that he tore off a servant's mourning belt and slapped Chenyu. He didn't care about the burns on his hands, and just wanted to put out the fire on Chenyu.
Fortunately, there was a well in Jinyuyuan. The servants reacted quickly and fetched well water to put out the fire, thus suppressing the fire in a short time.
But the fire was out, but the smoke was extremely heavy. The inside of the mourning hall was burned horribly. Only a broken coffin with a corner cut off was left, and all the other mourning offerings were reduced to ashes.
Feng Jinyuan didn't care about Zihao and rushed out of the mourning hall pulling Chenyu.
The fire on Chenyu's body was put out, but her clothes were burned beyond recognition.
A maid came over and put a cloak on her. Chenyu hurriedly checked her arms and limbs, and at the same time raised her head and asked the maid: "My face, check if my face is hurt?"
It would have been better if she didn't ask. But when she looked up and met the maid's eyes, the maid was so scared that she took two steps back and pointed at Feng Chenyu and said tremblingly: "Miss, your eyebrows..."
Feng Yuheng also ran over and asked Chenyu with concern: "Big sister, how are you?" Then he also glanced at her eyebrows, with an expression more exaggerated than that of the maid: "This... Big sister, you are disfigured!"
Feng Chenyu's heart sank. She felt as if there were flames rising up from her forehead. Although she blocked them with her hands, her forehead was still burned and hurt badly.
She reached out and touched her eyebrows, but it was bare and there was nothing there.
"My eyebrows?" Chen Yu was so scared that she couldn't even cry anymore. She grabbed Feng Yuheng and asked, "Are my eyebrows gone at all?"
Feng Yuheng nodded: "Not a single hair is left."
Feng Jinyuan also noticed that Chenyu's eyebrows were burned, but he didn't ask Chenyu anything. Instead, he turned to ask Feng Yuheng: "Do you have any way to make your elder sister's eyebrows grow again?"
Feng Yuheng looked at her father and didn't speak for a long time.
Feng Jinyuan gritted his teeth in anger: "I'm asking you a question!"
"Father." Feng Yuheng's eyes turned cold. "The mistress of the mansion passed away. I was guarding the body in a proper manner. Big brother came back from the academy without asking any questions. He raised his sword and wanted to kill me. Why didn't father ask if I was hurt? Why didn't father care about your daughter who was almost killed? Could it be that father also thinks that Ah Heng was responsible for mother's death like big brother? Then Ah Heng will have to study the cause of mother's death carefully. If there is anything that needs your cooperation, please don't shirk it."
After she finished speaking, she stood up, flicked her sleeves and left.
At this moment, a very loud announcement was heard from the gate of Jinyu Courtyard - "His Royal Highness Prince Chun has arrived! His Royal Highness Prince Yu has arrived!"
Feng Yuheng stopped in her tracks and looked up at the two people who had entered the courtyard. One was dressed in white, and the other was dressed in purple as usual. One was gentle and elegant, and the other was evil and seductive.
Feng Chenyu went crazy, grabbing her cloak to cover her face, and subconsciously murmured: "Your Highness Prince Chun? Prince Chun is here? Don't let her see my face! Don't let him see my face!"
Xuan Tianhua had sharp ears and heard these words. He then looked at Chen Yu who was still sitting on the ground and asked curiously, "Why can't I see your face?"
At this time, everyone in Feng Mansion finally reacted and greeted the two princes. They all knelt down and saluted. Xuan Tianhua raised his hand and said, "Everyone, please stand up. Today, I am here with my brother to pay my respects to Feng Mansion. There is no need to be bound by these empty formalities."
Feng Jinyuan led everyone to stand up, but he didn't know how to let these two people come to pay their respects.
The mourning hall has been burned down like this. The Feng family's funeral, which was originally quite decent in the morning, is now likely to become a laughing stock in the capital.
Xuan Tianhua ignored Feng Jinyuan. He was very obsessed with the girl sitting on the ground and asked again, "Why is this girl like this?"
Feng Jinyuan thought about it, and suddenly said to Chenyu in a deep voice: "Put your hands down! Your Highnesses are here, how can you be rude!"
Feng Yuheng knew in his heart that Feng Jinyuan wanted to dispel the idea of sinking fish.
But Chenyu was not willing to expose such an ugly appearance in front of Xuan Tianhua, and refused to do so no matter what. She turned around and was about to leave, but Feng Jinyuan signaled the servants to stop her. Then he brought Chenyu back and forcibly put her hands down in front of Xuan Tianhua.
“No!” Chenyu screamed, and finally, this face was seen by Xuan Tianhua.
"Pfft!" Xuan Tianming was the first to lose control and burst out laughing.
Xuan Tianhua looked at Chenyu for a long time and then asked, "A servant from Feng Mansion?"
Feng Jinyuan was very satisfied with the result and quickly said to Xuan Tianhua: "Your Highness, please forgive me for making fun of you. This is my legitimate daughter, Chenyu."
Chenyu really cried this time, and shouted at Xuan Tianhua regardless of anything: "Your Highness! Your Highness, you have seen me. I was not like this originally. The fire in the mourning hall just now burned my eyebrows. Your Highness, don't worry, these eyebrows will grow out soon. Your Highness, please don't hate Chenyu!"
"Shut up!" Feng Jinyuan scolded Chenyu, and then said to the servants: "Take the young lady away quickly!"
The servant immediately dragged Feng Chenyu to the backyard. As she was being carried away, Feng Chenyu screamed miserably, "Your Highness, believe me! My eyebrows will grow back soon!"
Xuan Tianhua looked at Feng Jinyuan and asked him seriously, "Prime Minister Feng, can you give me an explanation?"
Feng Jinyuan's forehead was covered with cold sweat. "Your Highness, please don't be surprised. The mourning hall suddenly caught fire just now, and Chenyu was frightened."
As soon as he finished speaking, before Xuan Tianhua could say anything else, Feng Zihao, who had been supported by servants behind him, shouted, "Please ask Your Highness Prince Chun to help my mother!"
Feng Zihao rushed forward like a gust of wind, ready to kneel in front of Xuan Tianhua to accuse Feng Yuheng, but suddenly something seemed to flash before his eyes, and before he could react, that thing...
He hit him hard on the chest, with such force that Feng Zihao flew backwards. When he landed, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and he fainted instantly.
"Young Master!" The servants in the mansion were terrified and rushed forward to check his injuries.
Feng Jinyuan was also anxious, but he didn't dare to look. Instead, he led everyone in the Feng Mansion, including the old lady who had just entered the courtyard, to kneel on the ground.
Whip. Only the Ninth Prince Xuan Tianming used the whip all year round. At this time, Xuan Tianming used such a heavy hand. Feng Jinyuan knew that what happened before must have been known to others.
"I beg the Prince Yu to show mercy." He did not dare to argue. God knew what the Ninth Prince would do if he went mad. He could only beg for mercy, at least to save Zihao's life.
Xuan Tianming didn't even want to look at him, he just said to Feng Yuheng: "You have been following me for so long, how come you are still so stupid that it makes me angry?"
She raised her eyebrows and glared at Xuan Tianming, her eyes conveying the meaning: "Xuan Tianming, if you say another word, you're dead."
The man obviously understood Feng Yuheng's temper, and also understood the subtext of this glare, so the next sentence immediately became: "If someone wants to kill you, you should kill the other person as quickly as possible. If such a person dies at your hands, then you are acting in self-defense. Even if someone reports you to the palace, I will still defend you in front of my father."
Xuan Tianhua took over the conversation, his voice still kind, but his meaning was exactly the same as Xuan Tianming's: "The future Princess Yu was assassinated, and this happened to be witnessed by me. I will definitely tell my father about it when I enter the palace later."
When the old lady heard this, her mind was buzzing and she felt as if time had turned! Shen died, but the son she gave birth to did the same thing as her!
Feng Jinyuan quickly begged for mercy from the two princes: "Your Highnesses, please calm down! My son just lost his mother, and he was so shocked that he lost control of his emotions. He didn't really want to assassinate his second sister! Your Highnesses, please understand."
"Hmph!" Xuan Tianming sneered, "Lord Feng is really interesting. I will become your relative in a few years, so I should call you father-in-law. But it's a bit too much for you, my future father-in-law, to try to please me like this. How can you always send your loved ones to me to practice whip techniques?"
As he spoke, he pulled the whip in his hand twice, looked around the yard, and finally set his eyes on the old lady.
Feng Yuheng quickly said, "Impossible! How could my father push my grandmother to the front? How could my grandmother, who is so old, withstand your whip? Xuan Tianming, even if my father wants to do this, I will never agree!"
The old lady was so frightened that she almost lost her soul. After hearing what Feng Yuheng said, she really thought that Feng Jinyuan was going to use her as a shield, and she couldn't help but glared at Feng Jinyuan fiercely.
Feng Jinyuan felt so wronged that he wanted to scold Young Master Feng Yuheng for stirring up trouble out of nothing, but when he looked up at Xuan Tianming's masked face, he swallowed the words back.
He doesn't dare.
Butler He Zhong waited for a long time, and finally couldn't wait any longer. He knelt down and crawled to Feng Jinyuan's side and whispered, "Master, it's not good. Madam's body has been burned."
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