Feng Yuheng's guess was correct. Before dinner, someone from the Feng Mansion came to Tongshengxuan. It wasn't just one person, but a pair.
Feng Yuheng had expected the arrival of the Cheng sisters a long time ago. After the two of them entered the mansion, they did not have much communication with her. Now that she was leaving Beijing, they had to come this time.
The Cheng sisters always politely bowed to Feng Yuheng and asked about the county lady's well-being. Feng Yuheng personally invited the two of them into the hall and gave them seats. A maid brought them tea, and when they left, he closed the door of the hall.
The two of them were also very straightforward people. They didn't bother to exchange pleasantries. The elder sister Cheng Junman spoke first, "When our aunt asked us to marry into the Feng Mansion, she said that the county lady would go to work in the steelmaking industry sooner or later. We sisters must keep a close eye on her at home."
Cheng Junmei also said: "My aunt is worried about the eldest princess of Qianzhou, because the Guanghan silk that Qianzhou presented as tribute was found to have been soaked in musk."
Feng Yuheng was slightly startled. Musk? It promotes fertilization. The contraction of the uterus gradually increases, the rhythm speeds up, and it resists early pregnancy. Guanghan silk is a valuable item. Dashun must have given it to the Empress or a favorite concubine. Is Qian Zhou planning to do this?
Seeing that she was deep in thought, the Cheng sisters did not urge her, but waited patiently until Feng Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief and regained that peaceful smile on her face. Then they heard her say, "Qian Zhou is ambitious and will suffer the consequences sooner or later. Didn't the emperor reward Ru Jia with two pieces of Guanghan silk? You should find a way to send those two pieces to the palace for her to use. Remember, you must use them close to her."
The two sisters looked at each other, both understood what Feng Yuheng meant, and couldn't help but laugh, "Don't worry, County Lady, we all understand."
"Yes." Feng Yuheng nodded, and then said: "You must keep a close eye on Han's pregnancy in the mansion. You must let her give birth to the child safely, and you must not let others do anything."
Cheng Junmei was puzzled, "Is Han the county lord's person?"
Feng Yuheng shook her head, "No. But her child must be born, so that this family will be more interesting."
The Cheng sisters didn't understand what she meant, but before leaving the palace, the queen said that when they came to Feng Mansion, they would listen to Princess Ji'an in everything. Feng Jinyuan would not be their support, but Feng Yuheng would be.
Cheng Junman quickly expressed her opinion: "Okay, we sisters will definitely save Han's baby. In the palace, there was a message these days that Concubine An's madness has become more serious. She even asked the people in the palace to dance the plum dance. The emperor happened to see it and ordered her to be executed. I heard that the Fifth Prince was already serving in the palace before the execution. Although he could sit next to Concubine An to show his filial piety, it was a pity that Concubine An always regarded him as the Third Prince."
Feng Yuheng had been locked up in the pharmacy for most of the past two days, either looking at the account books or arranging matters of Tongshengxuan. She had no time to care about the situation outside, and she had never heard about Concubine An's affairs.
But thinking back, after she went to Qing'an Palace last time, it was unlikely that Concubine An could still live well as before. Going crazy and dying might be her best fate. She was very kind to that woman. Otherwise, if she had mentioned the story of using the emerald hummingbird to poison the three armies to the emperor, Concubine An's fate would definitely be more miserable than going crazy.
"Speaking of Concubine An, I remember something." Feng Yuheng said to the two of them, "There is a maid in Qing'an Palace named Yinlan. I once promised to save her life at a critical moment. Can you think of a way to deal with her?"
The two thought about it and nodded in unison, "Okay."
Feng Yuheng was relieved. "Let her go after she is secured. Send someone to keep an eye on her for a while. As long as she doesn't come into contact with the Feng family, how she lives has nothing to do with us." After finally explaining everything, Feng Yuheng looked at the Cheng sisters and said calmly, "I don't have anything to give you now, but I can promise each of you one help, as a token of my gratitude for guarding the Feng Mansion for me."
The Cheng sisters both stood up and bowed to Feng Yuheng earnestly, as if they had taken over the responsibility of the Feng Mansion.
The next day, Feng Yuheng got up early, threw away the bright robes she usually wore, and changed into a plain green winter outfit. Apart from the iconic wide sleeves that all her clothes had, the waist and hem were neatly fitted, looking very refreshing.
Wangchuan and Huangquan packed a small box of clothes for her and had already carried it to the carriage. On Yao's side, servants had also helped people to Feng Yuheng's palace carriage.
At this time, Yao was awake. Although she was still weak, she could still recognize who was who.
Qinglan wrapped her robe tightly around her and said, "Young lady said that Madam must not catch a cold. Let's sit inside and make sure we don't get blown by the wind."
Yao acted as if she didn't hear anything and didn't react at all. Qinglan had to stop her and move forward.
When Feng Yuheng got into the car, she saw that Yao's eyes were somewhat straight. Due to the frequent attacks of drug addiction, her face would always twitch strangely unconsciously. When she saw this, her heart ached, and the anger that she had suppressed seemed to be revived, burning in her chest.
"Ah Heng." Yao suddenly spoke, her expression a little flustered, her eyes unfocused, but her mind was clear. She said, "I'm going to the camp. It's not good. Women can't live in the barracks. Please don't make things difficult for His Highness the Ninth Prince."
"Don't worry, mother." Feng Yuheng held her wrist pulse and said while thinking: "Everything has been arranged on the other end. We won't live in a conspicuous place. He won't make things difficult for us."
Yao said "Oh" and her breathing became a little rapid. She discussed with Feng Yuheng: "Can you give me some more snacks? I will only eat one piece, no! One bite! Just one bite is enough!"
Feng Yuheng shook her head, "Mother, don't blame Ah Heng for being cruel. If you take a bite, all the suffering you've endured these days will be in vain." As she spoke, she turned her wrist, clamped a silver needle between her two fingers, raised her hand again, and pierced it into Yao's neck.
Yao fell into a deep sleep, Qingyu wiped her tears while covering her with the prepared quilt. Feng Yuheng patted her shoulder and said, "Take good care of her." Then he turned around and got off the palace carriage.
Outside, Xuan Tianming was already waiting there. Bai Ze said to her, "I will personally drive the imperial carriage that Madam is sitting in. The county lady can sit with His Highness. When we reach the foot of the mountain, you and His Highness can go directly over the mountain. I will take Madam and the luggage convoy and take a detour."
She nodded and walked to Xuan Tianming, "Mom's condition is still not good, I feel very sad."
Xuan Tianming took her hand and told her: "The location of the Northwest Army belongs to the Pingxu Mountain Range. You have been there before. There are many mountains and ridges. I think it would be better for Madam to live there than to live in the County Lord's Mansion. Perhaps a change of environment would be good for her body and mind."
Feng Yuheng also agreed with this, so he nodded and finally smiled: "I knew you would have a way to comfort me."
He smiled, "This is not to comfort you, but the truth. Hengheng, life is so short and the world is so chaotic. I have to take good care of you and your family in my limited life. This is my responsibility and I am willing to do it for you."
The smile on her face blossomed even more brilliantly, as if the knot in her heart had been untied, and in an instant she regained her innocent look - "Xuan Tianming, let's get in the car!"
Two imperial carriages, two horse-drawn carriages for miscellaneous items, and a group of attendants on horseback, marched out of the city gate in a mighty procession.
Little did they know that in front of the Feng Mansion, Xiangrong had been hiding in the corner with her little head poking out, watching them leave, her eyes full of envy and expectation. God knows how much she wanted to be like her second sister, not to be bound by this Feng Mansion, and to walk side by side with her beloved, but An, who was standing behind her, pulled the little girl back to reality from her fantasy. An said: "I still want to remind you that the second young lady did not put that account on our heads, that is her tolerance, but you must not have more unreasonable expectations, and can no longer expect her to bring more substantial help. People's destiny must be changed by themselves, not by others. If you want to escape from this mansion, you have to find a way yourself. I don't care what method you use, as long as you don't have the intention to harm others, then it's not wrong. If one day it really succeeds, the aunt will personally send you out and let you be happy and free. Even if it doesn't work, as long as you have tried, there will be no so many regrets."
Xiangrong turned around to look at Anshi. The little girl, who had grown up a year, was more thoughtful than before. She knew that her aunt was doing this for her own good, and she also understood that she had to fight for everything on her own. But she had no confidence at all. This Feng Mansion was so deep and so big, how could she work hard to get out?
"Go back." An reached out to pull her. "It's still early. You can sleep a little longer. When you wake up, you should go and pay your respects to the old lady and the first lady. That's what you should do most right now."
Xiangrong was dragged back to the mansion by An. She looked back reluctantly, but could no longer see the shadow of Feng Yuheng's motorcade.
From the capital to the camp, from dawn to dusk. Finally, they reached the mountains, and the imperial carriage began to tilt and shake. Feng Yuheng climbed out of Xuan Tianming's arms in a daze and asked him, "Did we enter the mountains?"
He reached out to help her tidy up the loose hair on her forehead, "We'll be at the foot of the Barrier Mountain in just a moment. Be alert and I'll take you over the mountain!"
The carriage finally stopped. Xuan Tianming held the little girl in his arms and rushed up the mountain with his Qinggong skills. The cold wind blew fiercely, making her cheeks hurt, but she felt very happy and even opened her mouth wide to welcome the cold wind.
Xuan Tianming smiled and took the person into his arms. After a dozen breaths, he had already climbed over the mountain and entered the valley where the camp was located.
As soon as everyone landed, Feng Yuheng noticed something different. There was no one in the empty valley. The further they walked in, the more deserted it felt. That kind of silence always made people feel a little uneasy.
She was a little worried: "This is the only way to enter the camp. Isn't it usually heavily guarded here?" She asked Xuan Tianming, "Did something happen?"
Although he said that, he did not feel that there was danger everywhere. Instead, he felt calm, as if he was walking in his own garden.
The group walked along the path and came to the large open space in front of the camp, but still did not see anyone.
But there was a bamboo pole standing in front of me, very thick and very long. It should be several bamboo poles connected together, like the Dinghai Shenzhen in the East China Sea, standing there, motionless.
Suddenly, right in front of people, a strong wind came rushing towards them, howling with fierce energy and sharp wind blowing in their ears.
Feng Yuheng's eyes widened, and he suddenly realized that just a few dozen steps away, countless sharp arrows were flying out of the bowstrings, shooting straight towards their team -
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