Xuan Tianhua turned back to look at Bu Cong, the smile on his face faded again, he turned the ring on his hand, and asked thoughtfully: "Strange? What's strange?"
Bu Cong saw that Xuan Tianhua seemed to be interested in discussing this issue with him, and he was a little excited. He heard him say, "Feng Yuheng was not like this before. Although this person now looks like the Second Miss Feng, her behavior is completely different from the Second Miss Feng before! Moreover, Your Highness, think about it, how could a person change so much in just three years? Can she master her martial arts in three years? Can she learn her archery in three years? Your Highness, she may not be the Second Miss Feng. This matter must be reported to the emperor. We must not be deceived!"
Xuan Tianhua looked at Bu Cong as if he was looking at a dead person, "You keep talking about the past, but how much did you know about the Second Miss of the Feng Family? As far as I know, although the Bu Family proposed marriage to the Feng Family, you and her have only met at a few banquets, and you haven't even spoken a few words to each other. How do you know the Second Miss of the Feng Family so well? What's more..." He suddenly laughed, "Bu Cong, Bu Cong, it takes three years to master her kung fu and archery skills, but if I tell you that I and His Highness the Ninth Prince have been secretly teaching her martial arts many years ago, do you believe it?"
Bu Cong was shocked. He never expected Xuan Tianhua to say something like this. He taught Feng Yuheng martial arts many years ago? Is this possible? But... he insisted that it was so. What evidence did he have to prove it was not true?
"Ming'er and Hengheng have been engaged since they were young. My ninth brother doesn't care much about anyone, but he is very concerned about that girl. When the girl just learned to talk, he dragged me to sneak into Feng Mansion in the middle of the night to see her. When she was walking for a while, he immediately taught her kung fu. After this, they have been practicing for * years. General Bu believes that with the careful teaching of me and His Highness the Ninth Prince for * years, Miss Feng's kung fu cannot be practiced to this level now? Do you underestimate her, or do you underestimate me and His Highness the Ninth Prince?"
Bu Cong hurried over: "I dare not."
"It's good that you don't dare." Xuan Tianye shook his robe and walked towards the palace, saying, "Kneel down for now. Leave after dark. I will give instructions to my father. Remember, prepare all the farmland deeds in the suburbs of Beijing when you return. I will send someone to the palace tomorrow. And -" He suddenly stopped, turned halfway, and said coldly, "No matter who she is, she is our treasure and Dashun's treasure."
What else can Bu Cong say?
Actually, Xuan Tianhua was right. His understanding of Feng Yuheng was only obtained through deliberate investigation. In the past, they had only met occasionally at various banquets. Feng Yuheng was aloof and refused to say a word to him. Now think about it, if the Ninth Prince and Feng Yuheng really had no intersection in the past, it would be impossible for them to have such a relationship today. So from this point of view, the Seventh Prince's words seemed to be true.
He hung his head in frustration, thinking that he had been daydreaming for so many years, but he didn't know that the Nine Demons had actually trained his wife since she was a child. What was he then?
Bu Cong smiled bitterly, thinking about how to talk to the Bu family about the land deeds when he returned home that night.
Meanwhile, Feng Yuheng's carriage had already stopped at the gate of Feng Mansion. The concierge came forward to greet her as soon as he saw her coming back, and said, "The Second Miss's things have been moved to Liangxin Pavilion. Miss Wangchuan asked me to tell the Miss here whether she wants to go directly to Liangxin Pavilion to take a look."
"Has the move been completed?"
The doorman replied, "We finished moving just after noon."
Feng Yuheng thought about it, but stopped and turned around: "I will go back to Tongshengxuan first, and then go to Liangxin Pavilion later."
After entering the county lady's mansion, she did not return to her own courtyard, but went straight to Yao. At that time, Yao was in the courtyard with a tray of snacks, eating while watching the maids playing the keys.
Seeing Feng Yuheng coming, he quickly waved at her: "Heng, come quickly, the pastries made by your Aunt An are very delicious, you should also try some."
Feng Yuheng walked over to Yao and sat down next to her with a smile, saying to her, "I don't really like sweet food, just eat it yourself, mother." An was very good at making snacks, and Yao loved them, so she made them for her every day.
Feng Yuheng felt relieved as she saw that Yao's temperament was becoming more cheerful. She saw that the maids stopped kicking the ball when they saw her coming, so she said, "You guys play your own games. There are many servants in the mansion now. You just need to accompany the lady on weekdays. There are others to do the miscellaneous chores." In order to cheer up Yao, she added a few lively maids to the yard.
The little girls didn't show any emotion when she said that. They thanked her with a smile and started playing again. When Yao saw them playing, she was really happy. She said to Feng Yuheng, "Looking at them is like seeing myself when I was young. I am really happy."
Feng Yuheng felt a little sad when she heard this. Normally, having a daughter of twelve or thirteen by her side should be the most intimate time for mother and daughter. In ancient times, women got married early, usually at the age of twelve or thirteen, and some, like her, even got engaged as children. Then, after the fifteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, it was basically time to arrange a marriage.
Therefore, at her age, she should be closest to her mother. On the one hand, she still has the nature of a child, and on the other hand, as a mother, she should start telling her daughter some things that girls will know sooner or later.
She could always see a glimmer of hope in Yao's eyes. Yao wanted to be close to her and spend more time with her daughter. But she was not the real Feng Yuheng after all. Although Yao's face was very similar to her mother in her previous life, they were not the same person. She loved her mother in her heart, but not deeply. In addition, she didn't need to listen to those little girls' stories anymore. After two lives, what did she not understand? As a result, she naturally distanced herself from Yao.
Feng Yuheng sighed softly, moved the soft chair to Yao's side, and tried to soften her voice like a little girl, and asked her: "Will mother blame Ah Heng?"
Yao was stunned, "Why do you blame me?"
"It's my fault that I can't accompany mother often, and I also sent Zirui to such a far place." She knew that Yao missed Zirui very much, and she had thought about sending Yao to Xiaozhou as well. But firstly, she was really worried about being far away, and secondly, Zirui lived in the academy, so even if Yao went there, she couldn't see him often.
Hearing her say this, Yao shook her head and said, "How could mother blame you? Mother's Ah Heng is a very capable girl. If it weren't for you to protect her, I'm afraid we would still be living in Feng Mansion now, and we might have..." Having said this, Yao couldn't continue. She sighed helplessly, picked up the snacks and started eating.
Feng Xinheng patted her arm and comforted her, "Don't worry, mother. As long as Ah Heng is here, the people of the Feng family can't harm us. But Ah Heng may have to move over there to live for a while in the near future. If mother has any problems, please send someone to the Feng Mansion to call me."
Yao nodded, "You must be careful. Not to mention the complicated people in the Feng Mansion, there are many people outside who intend to assassinate you. I also heard about the assassin who came into Tongshengxuan. Mother is incompetent and can't help you. You have to be more careful."
Feng Yuheng knew that Yao was worried about her, so she didn't tell Yao that she had left all the secret guards behind. She just nodded and advised Yao to be at ease. Yao didn't say anything else, but she looked at the empty snack plate on the table and asked the maid beside her: "Why do you feel that I didn't eat a few bites and it's gone? Did I send too little today?"
The girl nodded and said, "Madam An said that the snow pears sent from the mansion yesterday were a little small, and their courtyard didn't get much, so it was only enough to make these. If Madam wants to eat, she can wait until tomorrow. Madam An will definitely send more tomorrow."
Yao looked at the empty plate with some disappointment, and said to Feng Yuheng, "It's not easy for your Aunt An and Xiangrong. They know that I like to eat this, so they make it and send it to me every day."
Feng Yuheng said, "As long as mother likes to eat it, it's fine. Aunt An and Third Sister are also being taken care of by my daughter, so don't worry."
She chatted with An for a while before getting up and going to Feng Mansion.
Today, the Feng Mansion was not very busy, and it looked a bit messy. The servants were constantly shuttling in and out, some moving charcoal, some moving fruit, and some moving furniture. Feng Yuheng asked Huang Quan: "Didn't they say that Liangxin Pavilion had been cleaned up? Who are these people moving for?"
Huang Quan looked at it for a while and was a little confused, but he still said with certainty: "It must not be moving to our side. Miss, look, are they coming from the direction of Yulan Courtyard?"
Feng Yuheng looked at it for a while, and it was true. She grabbed a girl and asked, "What are you doing?"
The girl said, "In reply to the second young lady, the old lady asked Madam to look after Aunt Han's pregnancy. After Madam visited Aunt Han's room today, she gave instructions that all the charcoal fires must be removed, and Aunt Han should only eat the peel of the fruit. In addition, the new furniture that Aunt Han added when she moved to the courtyard before the New Year must also be removed, saying that it has a bad smell."
Feng Yuheng was surprised. Kang Yi was really good at keeping the baby safe. But could Han bear all the trouble she was doing?
Seeing that Feng Yuheng didn't say anything, the girl continued, "I heard what the Madam said with my own ears. She said that the charcoal fire in Aunt Han's room was too strong. It was warm, but if the charcoal burned too much, people would easily suffocate. The adults might not feel it, but it would have a great impact on the fetus in the womb. And the Madam said that the charcoal in our house is not good. It smells strong when it burns, and it is not suitable to smell it too much. The Madam also said that fruit peels are the best things. Children born from eating more fruit peels are more beautiful than those born from eating fruit pulp. In addition, because those household items are newly added, the smell of wood is very strong, and it is not good for Aunt Han to smell it."
Feng Yuheng nodded and let the girl go. Huang Quan said puzzledly: "It sounds reasonable, Miss, is the eldest princess right?"
"Yes." She raised her lips and smiled. "That's right. If Han had followed Kang Yi's method to take care of the fetus, the baby would have been very healthy. It's a pity that Han doesn't think this method is a good idea. She might even go to the old lady to complain."
Huang Quan said, "Yes, not giving her charcoal is intentional to freeze her to death, and only giving her fruit peels is even more cruel. Replacing new furniture with old ones is intentional to squeeze her. With Han's personality, it would be strange if she didn't make a fuss."
Feng Yuheng laughed, clapped his hands, and said with some interest: "Let's go! I'll take you to Yulan Courtyard to watch the fun——"
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