Concubine Yun was still somewhat rational about whether or not to let Yao Xian enter the palace. Feng Yuheng could see that she was struggling for a while, but she finally shook her head and said, "No need. Even if Divine Doctor Yao wants to enter the palace, it will be the old man who summons him, not me." She was a patient after all, and she gradually became tired after talking for a long time. Perhaps Feng Yuheng said that her disease could definitely be cured, which made her feel relieved. Her eyelids drooped and she fell asleep.
Feng Yuheng sighed softly, turned her head and cast a puzzled look at Xuan Tianming, but saw Xuan Tianming also shook his head and silently said with his mouth: "I don't know either." She sighed again, covered Yun Fei with the quilt, and asked Wangchuan Huangquan to take care of it.
The two girls were already familiar with the care of the infusion, so there was no need to worry. Feng Yuheng pulled Xuan Tianming to the yard. She felt uncomfortable holding back some words in her heart, so she had to ask, "Do you really not know? Even if it's just a little bit? You should have understood what mother meant. There must be something going on between her and my grandfather. You know I'm not the kind of person who is very curious. I have never asked about the things between mother and father, but this time, it concerns my grandfather. You know, he is my... most important relative."
Xuan Tianming smiled bitterly. He certainly knew that he was her most important relative. Judging from the interactions between Feng Yuheng and Yao Xian these days, the way Feng Yuheng looked at Yao Xian showed such affection, which she had never shown to her mother, Yao.
But... "I really don't know." He told Feng Yuheng helplessly, "I don't know much more about my mother than you do." He paused, stared at Feng Yuheng for a while, and asked her speechlessly: "What's that look in your eyes?"
At this moment, Feng Yuheng was looking at him with an extremely gossipy gaze. Xuan Tianming helped her recall what he had said before: "Who said that she has no curiosity?"
Feng Yuheng suddenly became energetic, jumped in front of him, pulled his sleeve and said, "How about we guess whether their relationship is what I think it is."
Bang!
Xuan Tianming knocked her without any hesitation, "What's wrong with your brain? One is my mother, and the other is your grandfather. There is a big generation gap between them, and their ages are not right either. Can you think a little more normally?"
Feng Yuheng was unwilling to accept it, "My mother is many years older than my father."
"Your grandpa is ten years older than my father." Xuan Tianming rolled his eyes angrily. "Although I don't know anything, this is impossible. Don't even think about it."
“Impossible!” Someone was a little disappointed. The flames of gossip gradually died down. She finally regained her senses. She told Xuan Tianming, “Don’t worry. If a great doctor were to treat my mother’s illness, it might really turn into tuberculosis. But who am I, your princess? I am the little Feng doctor who saves the world! So don’t worry. She will be well in ten days at most.”
Xuan Tianming laughed, "You still have some shame. You used to call yourself a miracle doctor, but now that the old miracle doctor is back, you call yourself a young miracle doctor. Your transition is quite smooth."
"That's right." After she finished speaking, she stopped smiling and discussed with Xuan Tianming, "But you also know the current situation of the Feng family. The old lady died, so I have to show up. It's impossible for me to stay in Yuehan Palace all the time. There are two solutions to this problem. One is that I go to the palace once a day to give my mother an infusion and deliver medicine. The other is... let grandpa come in."
Xuan Tianming glared at her: "You haven't given up on this?"
She waved her hands: "Really? I'm talking to you seriously. No one else knows my medical skills, but Grandpa does. Have you forgotten that we treated refugees outside the city together?"
"I haven't forgotten." Xuan Tianming thought for a moment and said, "You should go to the palace once a day."
She nodded and said nothing more. After an hour and a half, Concubine Yun's infusion ended, but she was still asleep. She left the medicine and told Xuan Tianming how to give it to Concubine Yun, and then she left the palace before it was completely dark.
Wang Chuan asked her, "Miss, are you going back to Feng Mansion or Tongsheng Pavilion?"
Feng Yuheng thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to the government office and get Feng Jinyuan out first." She didn't mean well, but there was a great mourning in her family, her mother had passed away, and she didn't want to do something so inhumane.
The capital city washed by heavy rain looked somewhat desolate in the late summer night wind. Feng Yuheng closed her eyes slightly and leaned against the carriage. The imperial carriage had been following her outside the city. Although it was covered with a rain cloth, the dampness of the solid wooden carriage still settled down. She leaned against it unexpectedly, and her back felt cold.
On this day, she said goodbye to the refugees outside the city and returned to the palace to report to the emperor. She experienced the illness of Concubine Yun and the death of Old Lady Feng. In the eyes of many people, she hated the Feng Mansion to the core. Shen, Chenyu, the old lady, these people who set obstacles on her growth path died one by one, and she should be happy. But who knows that the death of Shen and Chenyu may be what she wanted and what she did, but she never wanted to kill Old Lady Feng.
Feng Yuheng had always believed that the best way for Old Lady Feng to leave the world was to die of old age, including Feng Jinyuan. With her current status in Dashun, in the heart of Emperor Tianwu, and in the heart of the Ninth Prince, as long as she said she wanted Feng Jinyuan's life, she could do it at any time. But she never said it!
One should not go too far in life. She had scolded Feng Jinyuan, frightened him, threatened him, and even cheated him. She had him demoted and imprisoned, but she couldn't let him die in the end. That person was the one with the most direct blood relationship with the original owner. She took over the original owner's body, killed his father, and destroyed his grandmother. She always felt that doing such a thing would be punished by heaven.
She knew that Feng Jinyuan was shameless, so she did everything she could to watch him, control him, remove his strength, break his arms, and make him powerless and helpless. But she didn't want Feng Jinyuan to die in her hands, unless he committed suicide to the point where the world couldn't tolerate it, she would let him go, otherwise, the best choice was to live a dull life in a declining official family.
As for the old lady, she had never thought of taking action. She was just teaching her a lesson during the day. If her life was really in danger, she would naturally stop it. But she didn't expect that someone else would take advantage of the opportunity. This was her negligence, and it was also the key to her self-blame.
Feng Yuheng's eyebrows were deeply locked, forming a "川" shape. Who poisoned the old lady? The poison used was not from the Central Plains. What happened in the Feng Mansion during the days when she was away from the capital?
Perhaps her state was too obvious, and her emotions infected the girl next to her, and she heard Wang Chuan whisper beside her, "What's wrong, Miss?"
She waved her hands and opened her eyes. At this time, the imperial carriage stopped, Huang Quan lifted the curtain and said, "We're here."
Feng Yuheng did not move, but said to Wangchuan: "Go and ask Xu Jingyuan for the person, and send him back after the Feng family's funeral is over."
Wang Chuan nodded and got off the imperial carriage. Not long after, Feng Jinyuan followed her out of the government gate.
He didn't have time to change his clothes, and Wangchuan didn't bring him new clothes. The handcuffs were removed, but he was still wearing prisoner clothes with a big "prisoner" in the middle of the clothes, which was very eye-catching.
Feng Jinyuan didn't expect that he would be released suddenly. When he was released, no one told him why. But the person who picked him up was Wangchuan. He knew without thinking that Feng Yuheng must have thought of a way. However, he didn't appreciate Feng Yuheng's kindness, but took it for granted. He even thought that Feng Yuheng must have been forced by her family to pick him up from prison, not voluntarily.
Of course, what he thought was correct. Feng Yuheng did not take him out voluntarily.
Feng Jinyuan got on the imperial carriage. When he saw his second daughter, he first groaned, then sat in the carriage and asked, "You still remember to come back?"
Feng Yuheng was puzzled. "Are you sick? I was ordered to go out of the city to treat refugees. Do you have any objections? Huang Quan--" She called Huang Quan who was already sitting outside, "Turn the car around and let's go into the palace!"
Feng Jinyuan immediately became anxious, and quickly shouted outside the car - "Wait!" Then he glared back at Feng Yuheng: "What are you doing? It's already dark, why are you going into the palace?"
Feng Yuheng raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you dissatisfied with my late return to the city? I sent you to the palace, and I don't know if my father is asleep. It doesn't matter, I can wake him up if he is asleep. You can ask him why he made me come back so late!"
Feng Jinyuan's face was dark purple, and he was shaking with anger, but he also knew that what he said was wrong. Feng Yuheng was going to help with the disaster, and he was just following suit. But the words had already been said, and it was impossible to take them back. He couldn't lower himself to apologize, so he could only remain in a stalemate.
Surprisingly, this time it was Feng Yuheng who calmed down first and ordered the outsiders to continue driving back to the mansion, which surprised Feng Jinyuan. But he thought again, at this time, it was impossible for the incident to really reach the palace, and the second daughter was just trying to scare him, so he shouldn't take it seriously.
Thinking of this, his confidence returned, and he even thought that Feng Yuheng must have handed the real deed to the government office. He looked at Feng Yuheng and said, "The deed should have been handed in long ago! We are all family, and you actually watched your father being locked up in jail for so long, it's really unfilial!"
Feng Yuheng was too lazy to get angry with him, and just explained a fact to him: "I haven't handed over the land deed, you just asked for it for a few days, and you will be sent back to the prison after you finish dealing with the family affairs."
"What?" Feng Jinyuan didn't think about "family affairs" at all. He just heard that he would be sent back to prison, and he flipped out on the spot - "What do you mean by that? Little beast, do you still have a conscience?"
Feng Yuheng reminded him again: "I was born by you, and the word beast is not insulting me, but yourself." She looked at Feng Jinyuan with a smile on her lips: "What kind of beast are you?"
Feng Jinyuan almost vomited a mouthful of blood!
Wang Chuan, who was still sitting in the carriage, couldn't bear to see his shameless father talking anymore, so he interrupted and said, "Master Feng, instead of arguing with the young lady, why don't you think about how to deal with the family affairs?"
"At home?" Feng Jinyuan was stunned. "What happened at home?"
Huang Quan, who was sitting outside, had sharp ears and heard everything clearly. He rolled his eyes and said loudly, "Master Feng, do you really think that our young lady can get you out of prison for no reason? There is no such a good thing in the world."
Feng Jinyuan didn't care about the girl's ridicule. Anyway, it wasn't the first time that he was ridiculed by Feng Yuheng's people. He was used to it. He just didn't understand what happened at home that Feng Yuheng could come to the government office in person to pick him up.
He was extremely nervous, but the imperial carriage stopped at this moment. Huang Quan shouted, "We're here." Then he said, "But..."
Feng Jinyuan couldn't wait any longer, so he lifted the curtain and saw two large carriages parked in front of the Feng Mansion. Someone was carrying things down from the carriages. Those things were wrapped in bright red silk and looked very festive.
He was stunned. Was there going to be a wedding in the mansion?
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