The familiar voice made Feng Yuheng's lips curl up in a playful arc, and also made Bu's family's hearts sink to an absolute low. I will tell you that the fastest update is the eye. Fast?
Ninth Prince Xuan Tianming, why is he here?
The Bu family never thought that the Ninth Prince would come to pay their respects, because Minister Bu’s death was most directly related to Xuan Tianming’s mother, Concubine Yun Pianpian, so no matter who came, he would not come.
But there are some people who don't play by the rules, and the most unlikely person to come just happens to come.
Bu Baiqi had no choice but to lead the Bu family to kneel down in front of the imperial carriage. He took the lead and said, "We bow to His Majesty the Prince."
The curtain of the imperial carriage was lifted, and a wheelchair flew out first. Sitting on it was Xuan Tianming, who was dressed in purple and wearing a golden mask. The man in green who got out of the carriage behind him and stood with his hands behind his back was the seventh prince Xuan Tianhua.
Bu Baiqi quickly added: "Long live His Royal Highness Prince Chun."
Everyone in the Bu family repeated in unison. Old Mrs. Bu's heart was in her throat. Her intuition told her that these two princes were definitely not here to pay their respects.
But at this time, Bu Baiqi had already said: "The Bu family is deeply honored that the two princes can come to pay their respects to my father."
Xuan Tianming frowned and asked in doubt: "Hmm?"
Feng Yuheng watched this with amusement, his eyes fell on the purple dress that Xuan Tianming usually liked to wear. How could he come to pay his respects dressed like this? It seemed that the Bu family was just like Feng Chenyu, who liked to take things for granted.
Xuan Tianming's question also stumped Bu Baiqi. He didn't understand what Xuan Tianming meant, and he didn't dare to ask back. He could only stand there with his hands hanging down, unable to utter a word.
Xuan Tianhua gave an explanation: "Master Bu has misunderstood. This prince and my ninth brother were on our way to the camp outside the capital and happened to pass by here. I heard that my sister-in-law followed the old lady of the Feng family to the Bu Mansion to pay her respects, so I thought of coming to see her."
Bu Baiqi broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that he was really talkative and the more he spoke, the more mistakes he made.
Xuan Tianming also spoke, still in that weird voice: "It's a good thing that I came here, otherwise our Heng Heng would have been bullied to death by you guys?" He waved at Feng Yuheng while speaking, and she walked forward and put her small hand into his big hand. Then Xuan Tianming asked Concubine Bu: "Bu Baiping, do you feel uncomfortable lying like this, do you want to lie down with your eyes closed?"
Feng Yuheng almost laughed out loud, and quickly lowered his head, thinking about giving the Bu family some face.
If you lie down with your eyes closed, you are dead.
The noble concubine was so choked by him that she couldn't say a word. However, Xuan Tianming added: "This prince can help you."
Bu Baiping was so frightened that her face turned pale. She still remembered the time when Xuan Tianming whipped the emperor's favorite concubine to death with a whip. He was so ruthless under the whip that he didn't even blink an eye.
What was even more terrifying was that the emperor did not blame him at all, but instead sent people to hastily carry the concubine out and bury her. The favor he had once shown was gone, and even the concubine's maternal family was implicated. None of the 45 members of the family survived.
She understood that in the emperor's heart, daughters and sons could not be compared, especially for women like them who had no sons.
No one in the Bu family dared to utter a word, and the younger children had their mouths tightly covered by the adults, for fear that something they said wrong would anger the plague god.
But the God of Plague had no time to pay attention to them at the moment, and was only concerned with talking to his future wife. But what he said was not very pleasant to hear - "A second-rank official died, why are you here to mourn?"
"Just to show some favor."
"Your father is a first-rank official, the prime minister of the dynasty. Why would he seek favors from a second-rank official?"
"You can't say that. We are all subjects of the Emperor. We must live in harmony!"
"Who will he live with now that everyone is dead? I think Feng Jinyuan has had enough of living."
Feng Yuheng gouged his eyes at him: "Be careful when you speak in front of outsiders."
"Well, your family has given enough face to the Bu family, but since they are shameless, there is no need to go in. Come on, go back and get your Hou Yi bow, and I will take you around the camp."
The two of them seemed to be talking as if no one was around, but in fact, their words revealed a lot of information. Especially the last sentence, when the Bu family heard that Hou Yi's bow was actually in Feng Yuheng's hands, they all gasped.
Bu Nishang was even more angry!
It turned out that in that archery competition, Feng Yuheng won not only a phoenix-head golden hairpin, but also a treasure like Houyi's bow.
Seeing the old lady of the Bu family glaring at her, Bu Nishang lowered her head. She knew that she had lost miserably.
"No." Feng Yuheng spoke again, pulling Xuan Tianming's arm and shaking it: "Since we are already here, it is better to go in and burn some incense. After all, the Shangshu died in front of me that day, and I will always feel uneasy if I don't go and burn some incense."
"Alright." Xuan Tianming still didn't look at anyone else, his eyes were full of his unmarried wife. "But if you want to go in, you must show the royal bearing, don't embarrass me, and don't embarrass my father!"
"I know." She smiled and spoke sweetly.
Xuan Tianming straightened up and reached out to rub her head, then he heard Bu Nishang's voice: "Your Highness, don't you think the second young lady of the Feng family is too arrogant?"
Xuan Tianming didn't argue with her, nor was he angry. He just asked, "I am happy to spoil her like this. What, do you have any objection?"
Bu Nishang's face showed jealousy, but her eyes were filled with stubbornness. They were both girls betrothed to princes, so why did the Fourth Prince treat her so much worse than the Ninth Prince treated Feng Yuheng?
She is unwilling!
Having said that, Xuan Tianming and Xuan Tianhua were not planning to stay here any longer. They each gave Feng Yuheng a few more instructions before getting on the imperial carriage one after the other.
Everyone present knelt on the ground to see them off, and only when the imperial carriage started moving slowly did the Bu family breathe a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, Xuan Tianming's voice was heard from the palace carriage that was moving away, clearly audible: "Bu family, you must remember to go to Feng Mansion and kowtow to the deceased eldest lady. From the entrance of the mansion all the way to the tablet, don't miss a single step."
Immediately afterwards, Xuan Tianhua's extraordinary voice was heard, warning Bu Nishang: "Girls should not be too competitive, because sometimes the more certain you are of something, the more likely you will fail miserably."
Bu Nishang lowered her head, her mind filled with thoughts of how good Xuan Tianming was to Feng Yuheng. The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt.
The imperial concubine Bu Baiping had long lost her previous aura. She lay on the stretcher sobbing, her face facing the sky with a blank look in her eyes.
If we talk about the person who feels the most satisfied at this moment, it must be Old Lady Feng. She originally thought that the Ninth Prince was only targeting the Feng family, but now she knows that he is targeting everyone who treats Feng Yuheng badly. What about the Bu family? What about the Imperial Concubine? She was still scolded to death! She was still speechless!
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Feng Yuheng really made the Feng family proud, so she wanted to pull the child over to comfort him. At a glance, she saw Feng Chenyu staring at the direction where the imperial carriage was going away in a daze, and her face was slightly flushed.
She suddenly remembered that Feng Jinyuan had mentioned Chenyu's thoughts, and she couldn't help but frown. She pulled Chenyu and finally brought her thoughts back.
Who would have thought that Concubine Bu also noticed Chenyu at this time. She looked at her in confusion for a long time before she asked in confusion: "Are the Feng family members so bold?"
Hearing her speak like this again, Old Lady Bu glared at her and whispered, "Your father is gone, don't cause any more trouble."
Bu Baiping felt wronged, "Mother, the eldest daughter of the Feng family is disobeying the order!"
With this sentence, everyone was stunned, and no one understood what Bu Baiping meant.
Feng Yuheng...
Seeing Concubine Bu smiling but saying nothing, and her expression of determination and standing aside to watch, Old Lady Feng felt a chill in her heart. She remembered that the Empress had ordered that Chenyu must put on black rouge whenever she left the palace, but today...
"Your Majesty, please understand!" Chenyu was smart and knelt on the ground. "Chenyu did not intend to disobey the order, but today is the funeral of the Minister. Chenyu is wearing a plain white mourning dress and a white hairpin. It is really not appropriate to put on rouge! Your Majesty can ask someone to check. Chenyu did not put on any makeup today. She came here to attend the funeral of the Minister."
Bu Baiping wanted to say a few more words, but the conversation was taken over by the old lady of the Bu family - "I accept the kindness of the eldest lady of the Feng family. Please come into the mansion quickly and let Baiqi make tea to apologize." As she spoke, she glared at Bu Baiping, her eyes full of warnings.
Bu Baiping was not a fool, so she naturally understood what it meant to stop when enough was enough. After all, the Feng family was superior to the Bu family. Even if she was a concubine, what was the difference between a concubine without children and those imperial concubines in the palace? In the final analysis, the one the Bu family relied on now was actually Bu Baiqi's only son, Bu Cong.
She helplessly lay back on the stretcher and raised her hand, and the strong eunuch immediately carried her into the palace.
The Feng family also followed into the Bu Mansion, Xiangrong walked at the back, her palms were full of sweat. She felt that she needed to exercise her courage, especially when she followed her second sister out, she had never been safe, if this continued, she would be scared to death.
Finally, they had to enter the mourning hall, because all the people in the Bu Mansion had gone out to welcome the imperial concubine, and only the servants were left. However, the paper money never stopped burning, and the room was filled with the unique smell of ghost paper.
The Bu family returned to the mourning hall and replaced the servants. Old Lady Feng and the three girls came forward to receive the incense and light it, and then inserted it into the incense burner in front of the spirit. It seemed that everything was going well, but when Feng Yuheng was inserting the incense, a child suddenly jumped out from nowhere and bumped into her.
The hand shook and the incense fell off.
She didn't have the heart to catch it. She just watched the half-burnt incense stick fall to the ground, burning a few pieces of paper money and producing a fishy flame.
The servants of the Bu family rushed forward to put out the flames. Bu Baiqi scolded the child: "What kind of place is this? How can you run around?"
The child was so scared that he cried loudly, but Feng Yuheng didn't mind at all. He just said, "The child doesn't understand anything. Doctor Bu, please don't blame him. But the child must be watched, especially in a place like this. He just knocked over the incense. If he knocked over the brazier, it would be a big deal. My mother's mourning hall was burned down like this. Alas, even the body was burned."
"Miss Feng, please be careful with your words!" Old Mrs. Bu was angry.
Feng Yuheng smiled, but did not explain, and just said: "Nice words are not pleasant to hear, old lady, please forgive me."
She put the incense back in place, stepped back a few steps, and prepared to stand aside and wait for Old Lady Feng to come back. But as she stepped back, the child who bumped into her stretched out a foot. She hesitated, her body swayed slightly, and she felt someone holding her arm, and then a voice with anger rang above her head: "Be careful."
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