Feng Yuheng asked, "Who's outside?" The first person to react was Wang Chuan. She spun like the wind and arrived at the door in the blink of an eye. She pulled the door with one hand and reached the man's neck with the other.
The people outside were so frightened that they trembled and shouted loudly: "Sister Wangchuan! It's me!"
Wangchuan looked carefully and saw that it was Qingshuang, so he withdrew his hand.
Qingshuang was frightened so much that her face turned pale. When she saw Wangchuan let go, she let out a long sigh, "I was scared to death! Sister Wangchuan, I thought the young lady would be hungry at night, so I specially stewed some nourishing soup and brought it over. I was just thinking whether I should come in if the young lady didn't wake up."
Wang Chuan turned sideways and said, "I thought someone was hiding in the crack of the door in the middle of the night. Come in, the lady is awake."
Qingshuang then entered the room and placed the bowl of soup in front of Feng Yuheng, "Miss, you haven't eaten since noon. It's late at night, so you can't eat too much. Just have a bowl of soup to fill your stomach."
"Yeah." Feng Yuheng didn't say anything, just nodded. Qingshuang didn't stay any longer, put the things down and left.
Even after Qingshuang retreated, Feng Yuheng still looked thoughtful. Wangchuan saw what she was thinking and couldn't help but say, "Qingshuang has been in the mansion for quite some time. She is the one who takes care of everything in Tongshengxuan and has never made any mistakes. Is Miss too nervous?"
"Really?" Feng Yuheng smiled bitterly and shook her head, "I hope I'm too nervous, but look--" She said, pointing to the bowl of tonic soup on the table.
Wangchuan was shocked, "Is there something wrong with the soup?"
"No." She said, "The soup is good, but Wangchuan, we are all martial artists, and we all know how shocking it must have been for you to grab her neck just now. After such a big shock, she was able to hold the bowl of soup steadily without spilling it. Tell me, am I too nervous?"
After Feng Yuheng said this, Wangchuan also felt that something was wrong. Qingshuang's face turned pale just now, but her hands were still steady. This was not the kind of composure that an ordinary girl could have.
"I'll go get her back!" Wang Chuan frowned, turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Feng Yuheng.
"Wait." She stopped Wang Chuan, "No hurry, let's see what her purpose is in sneaking into our courtyard."
Wang Chuan got off the train, thought about it again, and still felt uneasy, "I'll keep watch over the young lady tonight."
"You still have to prepare to go to Xiaozhou tomorrow. If you are really worried, call Huang Quan over."
That night, Huang Quan had been guarding outside Feng Yuheng's bedroom, but the people inside didn't sleep much either.
Feng Yuheng was thinking, if there was really something wrong with Qing Shuang, then where should the problem lie? Who did she belong to? When did she start serving her master? Was it before she entered the mansion, or after she entered the mansion?
She really hoped it was after entering the mansion, after all, most of the people that Tong Shengxuan could come into contact with were from the Feng family, and she was not afraid of the Feng family. The scary thing was that it was before entering the mansion, which meant that Ming Qingyu had already been targeted when she was selecting a maid. She was really flattered by the long battle line and the good intentions.
The next morning, Feng Yuheng went to pay her respects to the old lady. When she arrived, Chen Yu was pouring tea for the old lady herself.
Seeing her coming, the old lady subconsciously sat up straighter and felt a little nervous, but she didn't know what she was nervous about.
Feng Yuheng stepped forward and bowed, "Granddaughter pays respects to grandmother."
"Ah Heng is here." The old lady looked at her, wanting to laugh but unable to, "Hurry up and sit down."
"I won't sit down anymore." Feng Yuheng gave her a faint smile, "Ah Heng came here to greet Grandmother, and also to tell Grandmother that after noon Ah Heng will go to the palace to apologize to Father in person."
The old lady's heart has been hanging since yesterday. When she heard that Feng Yuheng was going to enter the palace today, her nervousness became even worse - "Nothing will happen to you when you enter the palace, right?"
Feng Yuheng blinked, "Grandma, what do you think will happen?"
"This..." The old lady couldn't say for sure, but if she didn't ask some questions, she would always feel upset. "You didn't cure His Royal Highness's leg. Will the emperor blame you?"
Feng Yuheng asked back, "So what if you blame me, so what if you don't blame me? Grandma, are you worried about Ah Heng or the Feng family?"
The old lady was so stunned that she didn't know how to answer. It was Aunt Zhao who spoke for her: "The old lady feels sorry for the Second Miss. After all, the Second Miss will live with His Highness the Ninth Prince for the rest of her life."
Zhao Ma Ma avoided the main point and talked about Feng Yuheng's personal happiness. The old lady nodded repeatedly, "That's right." After thinking about it, she said, "After entering the palace to see the emperor, you must speak nicely and be soft if you can. If the emperor is very concerned about His Highness's legs, don't be too strict. There will be a chance next time, and you can treat him well. If it doesn't work... If it doesn't work, you can send a letter to Huangzhou and ask Doctor Yao if there is any good way. In short, Ah Heng, you have to remember that you are now the legitimate daughter of the Feng family. You and the Feng Mansion will prosper together and suffer together!"
"Ah Heng understands." She said no more. The old lady had made it very clear that the Feng family must not fall, and must not be affected by her and the Ninth Prince's affairs.
After Feng Yuheng left Shuya Garden, the old lady's heart has been hanging, no matter how many words of comfort Chenyu said, it was useless.
When Xiangrong came to greet her, the old lady suddenly remembered that the Seventh Prince had sent someone to give Xiangrong a set of clothes at the last palace banquet. She didn't think much about it, but she said to Xiangrong, "When your second sister goes to the palace, you should also go out of the house and go to Prince Chun's mansion to ask the Seventh Prince."
Xiangrong was stunned, "What does grandma want to know?"
"Of course, I want to find out if your second sister will get into trouble when she enters the palace!" The old lady sighed heavily, "She went to the palace to plead guilty. If the emperor punishes her, our family may also suffer. You should get to know the Seventh Prince better and ask him about it. Then we can be prepared."
Xiangrong felt a little embarrassed. How could she be considered familiar with Xuan Tianhua? She just sent a piece of clothing last time, which was actually sent by her second sister. Xuan Tianhua was just helping. Now the old lady asked her to go to Prince Chun's mansion, and she really didn't know if they would see her.
Seeing Xiangrong hesitate, Chenyu became a little anxious. She glanced at the old lady and said tentatively, "How about... Chenyu go."
The old lady glanced at her and asked, "What are you going to do?"
"Chenyu and the Seventh Prince are also acquainted!" She looked at the old lady expectantly, "Why don't Chenyu go with Third Sister so that they can ask more detailed questions."
The old lady groaned and waved her hand, "No need, just let someone in if you want. You should stay at home and avoid going out."
This one sentence sealed Chenyu's spring heart, but also made Xiangrong, a child who had always been timid and low-key, register in her heart. Her hatred for Feng Yuheng quietly shifted to Xiangrong, and when she looked at Xiangrong again, there was even a hint of viciousness in her eyes.
"Hurry up and pack up and change your clothes. When you get there, ask carefully. The Seventh Prince and the Ninth Prince have always been close, so he must know something."
Xiangrong was urged by the old lady to leave Shuya Garden. She went back to say goodbye to An, changed her clothes, and then hurried out of the mansion to Prince Chun's Mansion.
When she came out, Feng Yuheng had only been gone for a short while. She didn't know what would happen when Feng Yuheng entered the palace this time, but the old lady's worry also affected her. She always felt that something was going to happen, but she couldn't tell what it would be.
The carriage stopped in front of Prince Chun's Mansion. Xiangrong got off the carriage and looked up at the three big characters "Prince Chun's Mansion" written on the plaque. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
She had also fantasized about this palace, including the person who lived in it. Every time she saw him, she would be at a loss, and she didn't even dare to raise her head. It was clear that the person was kind and gentle, but he still aroused all her nervousness.
For example, now...
, she stood in front of the palace gate, but she had no courage to take another step forward. She stood there for a long time until the gate opened. A man who looked like a servant was about to leave the palace. He saw her and asked curiously, "Whose family are you from? Why are you standing in front of our palace?"
Xiangrong calmed down and said, "I am the third daughter of the Feng family, and I would like to...seek an audience with His Royal Highness Prince Chun."
"The third young lady of the Feng family?" The servant pondered for a while, "From Prime Minister Feng's family?"
"kindness."
"Then please wait a moment, I will go in and report it. But I can't say for sure whether the prince will see you or not." After the servant said this, he turned around and ran back.
Fortunately, she didn't have to wait too long. Soon, a maid came out and bowed to Xiangrong: "Greetings, Third Miss. The prince is in the mansion. Please follow me in."
Xiangrong quickly returned the greeting: "Madam, you are too polite. Xiangrong should say hello to you."
The nanny smiled, looked at Xiangrong again, and nodded. She had heard that the four young ladies of the Feng family, the eldest young lady was the most beautiful in the world, the second young lady was both intelligent and brave, the third young lady was gentle and kind, and the fourth young lady was unruly and straightforward. She knew the second young lady, and now it seemed that the third young lady was indeed gentle and kind, and also very polite.
It was Xiangrong's first time entering Prince Chun's mansion. Although she wanted to take a good look, she just couldn't raise her head. She could only follow the nanny inside, sometimes going straight, sometimes turning, sometimes going around a small pond, and sometimes passing through a small forest. When she finally stopped, Xiangrong felt that if she went back the same way, she would definitely get lost.
"Miss San, please wait here. His Highness will be here soon." The maid kept Xiangrong in a guest room, told the servants to serve tea, and then left.
Xiangrong finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the cup of tea brought up by the servant. It was served in a white jade cup with a water lotus lying quietly in the cup, just like Xuan Tianhua, with a calm mind and a peaceful spirit.
But Xiang Rong couldn't calm down. At this moment, her mind was full of only one thought - I have arrived at the Seventh Prince's home.
But what can we do about it?
An's words were still ringing in her ears. She knew that there were some things that she couldn't even think about, and some roads, as long as she took a step, could lead to hell. She didn't have the courage, nor the luck.
"Why is the Third Miss here?" While I was thinking, a voice floated into my ears, like a spring breeze, instantly melting away the coldness of winter.
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