The old lady was so frightened by the white shadow that she took two steps back. She grabbed Zhao Ma and asked tremblingly, "What... is that?"
Xiangrong was also frightened, and the hand holding Feng Yuheng was shaking.
Feng Yuheng narrowed his eyes, looked at the "thing" that floated over, patted Xiangrong's arm, and turned back to tell the old lady: "Grandma, don't be afraid, it's my eldest sister."
When the old lady heard this, she rubbed her eyes and looked carefully - sure enough! She was wearing a pure white long dress that fell to her shoulders, with a white flower on her temples. Her face was also haggard and terribly pale.
Xiangrong didn't understand, "What is this, big sister?"
The old lady was so angry that she banged her staff on the ground: "Shenyu! What are you doing dressed like this?"
Chenyu stepped forward gracefully, bowed slightly, and then said: "My granddaughter will naturally accompany my grandmother to the Bu family to pay her respects to the Shangshu Lord!"
"Who told you to dress like this?"
"Of course you have to wear white when attending a funeral!" Chenyu answered as a matter of course, "I saw the Shangshu pass away that day with my own eyes. These days, whenever I close my eyes, I can think of the scene that day. I am terrified and can't sleep at night. Chenyu thinks that if I don't pay my respects to the Shangshu properly, I'm afraid... I will be worried and sick!"
After she said that, the old lady could no longer blame her.
Just think about it, for an unmarried girl, watching someone die in front of her eyes, how terrified would that be!
The old lady was originally angry with Chenyu, but in the blink of an eye she felt sympathy and pity. She could not help but take two steps forward, grabbed Chenyu's hand and patted it twice, "Don't be afraid, my dear granddaughter. Just go and burn some incense for Minister Bu today and everything will be fine, ah!" Her voice was soft, just like a kind grandmother.
Feng Yuheng saw it all and despised it in her heart. This old lady was greedy for money and never had any serious ideas. She and Feng Jinyuan were of the same mind, both hoping that Chenyu could become outstanding and sit on the throne they had dreamed of for many years.
Feng Yuheng pulled Xiangrong and turned to walk out of the mansion. Two carriages were already waiting outside. One was an ordinary carriage, and the other was a red sandalwood carriage specially made for Chenyu.
She pulled Xiangrong to sit in the ordinary car, and then Chenyu and the old lady came out together. Then she heard Chenyu invite the old lady: "Grandma, please sit in your granddaughter's car."
This was meant to curry favor, but the old lady felt particularly uncomfortable. She was the most distinguished woman in the family, so why shouldn't such a nice carriage be hers?
But she did not blame Chenyu for the crime, but cursed Shen in her heart.
Seeing that the old lady looked unhappy, Chenyu immediately understood, so she supported the old lady and said, "This carriage was a birthday gift from my mother. I have never been willing to use it all these years. Firstly, the wood is expensive, and secondly, I always think that such a good thing is really not something Chenyu can afford at such a young age. I always thought that I could give it to my grandmother one day, and it would be most appropriate for her to use it exclusively. If grandma doesn't mind, please accept it. Today, Chenyu is riding with you because of grandma's help!"
Since Shen's death, the old lady had not received any substantial benefits for a long time. When she heard that Chenyu was going to give her this carriage today, she immediately became excited. She smiled, and her wrinkles were all wrinkled. She kept saying, "Good! Good! Chenyu is still the most filial!"
Chenyu pursed her lips and smiled, lowered her head, but cursed the old lady in her heart.
Two carriages from the Feng family carried four people all the way to Bu Mansion.
In less than half an hour, the carriage stopped and when the curtain was lifted, the sound of chanting could be heard, and a mansion even more magnificent than the Feng family's appeared before their eyes.
The Bu family had a great funeral, and the gate of the mansion was hung with white cloth mourning banners, and more than ten monks were invited to chant sutras.
When Huang Quan was helping Feng Yuheng, he whispered in her ear: "The people of the Bu family are all outside the door, as if they are waiting for someone."
Feng Yuheng observed carefully and saw that, as expected, all the people from the Bu family came out to greet them, including Bu Nishang, whom she recognized. They all looked respectful and anxious.
Before she could think about it, Old Lady Feng came forward, followed by Chen Yu. The Bu family looked at them, and except for a man about the same age as Feng Jinyuan who took two steps forward, the others were obviously hostile.
The man bowed to Old Lady Feng and took the initiative to say, "It is a great honor for the Bu family that Old Lady Feng can come to visit in person."
As soon as he said this, a few snorts came from the Bu family behind him, showing obvious disdain. The man couldn't hold back his expression, so he turned around and glared at them. The Bu family was somewhat afraid of him, and they all lowered their heads.
Feng Yuheng had an idea in his mind. He was afraid that this person was Bu Baiqi, the elder brother of Concubine Bu, who had some friendship with the Yao family, and the father of Bu Nishang and Bu Cong.
As she was thinking this, the white chess piece actually looked towards her. There was some emotion in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. He just nodded as a greeting.
Feng Yuheng bowed, and then heard the old lady say, "Minister Bu passed away so suddenly, which is really sad. Today, I brought my three granddaughters to burn incense for the Minister, and I will come here after Jin Yuan finishes the court."
Bu Baiqi quickly bowed to express his gratitude. At a glance, he saw Chenyu in a white dress, especially the white flower on her temples, which reminded him of his father.
He bowed deeply to Chenyu again: "Thank you, Miss Feng."
Chen Yu also returned the greeting, and then said: "Master Bu is too polite, this is what I should do. Today is the day of the great funeral of the Bu family, this is more important than anything else, everyone please go back to the house, there is no need to go out to welcome them."
Bu Baiqi was stunned. He didn't understand what Chenyu meant and stood there in a daze for a moment.
Old Madam Feng also shared the same idea as Chenyu and continued, "Yes, let's go back to the mourning hall quickly."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a few sneers from the Bu family. Old Madam Feng's face darkened slightly, but before she could say anything, she heard a sharp voice from the avenue behind her shouting, "The Imperial Concubine is here!"
At this moment, Feng Yuheng and Xiangrong were both happy.
The old lady and Chen Yu’s self-conceit has really reached a certain level!
Everyone turned around and faced the official road in front of the mansion gate. They saw a magnificent palace carriage coming from the west. Two palace maids in white were standing on the carriage, and there was a eunuch following below. The shout just now was made by the eunuch.
The Bu family and all those who came to pay their respects but were not allowed to enter the mansion knelt down together. Old Madam Feng also pulled Chenyu down to kneel down, and at the same time winked at Feng Yuheng.
Feng Yuheng never cared too much about such formalities. He knelt on the ground with Xiangrong, then raised his eyes slightly and saw that the imperial carriage stopped and a stretcher came out of it.
The seriously injured imperial concubine Bu Baiping was lying on a stretcher, carried by two strong eunuchs, and slowly got down from the palace carriage.
Bu Baiping was thrown down very hard by Emperor Tianwu. Although her father supported her on her back, she still injured all the bones in her body. She had to be carried on a stretcher when she left the palace to attend her father's funeral.
The Bu family members all turned pale when they saw this scene. Bu Baiqi felt sorry for his sister. After everyone bowed and greeted her, he stood up and ran to Bu Baiping's stretcher, saying tearfully, "My queen."
Bu Baiping was also full of emotion when she saw her family, tears streaming down her face, and she only said, "Brother, I am sorry for father."
"Don't say such things." Bu Baiqi interrupted her, "Now that things have come to this, the Bu family doesn't blame anyone."
Bu Baiping was also dressed in white, with a mourning band on her head, but her brother's words "don't blame anyone" irritated her nerves. She turned her head suddenly, ignoring the pain in her body, gritted her teeth and propped herself up a little, her eyes shot straight at Feng Yuheng.
Bu Baiqi thought to himself that this was not good, and was about to say something to change the subject, when he heard Bu Baiping's voice shrilly and terrified - "Her! Kill her! Kill her!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. ...
Her excitement affected the wounds on her body, causing Bu Baiping to break out in cold sweats.
"Don't be excited, Madam! It's more important to take care of yourself!" The Bu family members gathered around, persuading her while glaring at Feng Yuheng.
Everyone knows what happened at the palace banquet that day. It started because Feng Yuheng won the archery match against Bu Nishang. The Imperial Concubine, who was her aunt, was so angry that she beat Hua Fei on the pretext of something, and ended up "scaring" away Yun Fei who was about to show up. It sounds like a messy relationship, but in the final analysis, the cause was still Feng Yuheng.
Therefore, with Bu Nishang's exaggeration, the Bu family believed that Feng Yuheng was the culprit who killed the Shangshu. Now that the imperial concubine was so angry again, how could the younger generation bear it? Immediately, several teenagers in their teens rushed over and wanted to beat Feng Yuheng. And Bu Nishang also said to Bu Baiping with vicious eyes: "Aunt, we must avenge our grandfather."
When those young men rushed over, Old Lady Feng was frightened, but she did not dare to step forward to stop them. She just kept shouting, "Ah Heng, be careful!"
Feng Yuheng didn't move at all, just stared at Bu Baiqi with disdain in his eyes.
Bu Baiqi's face turned red with shame, and he kept shouting: "Come back here! What are you doing?"
He was the only son of Shangshu Bu. Once Shangshu was gone, he would naturally be in charge of the family. This voice was so powerful that several young men stopped in front of Feng Yuheng.
Then Feng Yuheng said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too low: "Be obedient, you won't suffer any loss. I can guarantee that even if there are ten or eight more of you, you can't hurt me at all."
The old lady was also angry: "What are you Bu family trying to do?" She looked at Concubine Bu and asked in confusion: "May I ask, Concubine, what does the death of Minister Bu have to do with our Ah Heng?" This was the first time the old lady spoke to an important person in this tone. She was bragging if she said she was not afraid, but she still felt a little satisfied. It was not that she became bolder, nor that she knew to favor Feng Yuheng, but she remembered that Concubine Bu was thrown out by the emperor himself and killed Shangshu, while their Ah Heng was allowed by the emperor to call him father. With such a relationship, she naturally knew whose backing was stronger.
Bu Baiping stared at Feng Yuheng, not taking Old Lady Feng seriously at all, "Relationship? If I say there is, then there is!"
Bu Nishang also chimed in: "Father, shouldn't we avenge our grandfather?"
"Brother! The person who killed our father is right in front of us, what are you waiting for?"
Bu Baiqi was cornered by these two people. He couldn't scold the imperial concubine, so he could only scold his daughter. He pulled Bu Nishang hard and pulled her behind him: "Shut your mouth!"
But at this moment, a voice came faintly - "Yes! The Shangshu was smashed to death by the imperial concubine. If the Bu family does not avenge this, how can the Shangshu rest in peace in the underworld?"
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