She raised one side of her lip and gave a wicked smile.
She hasn't practiced martial arts for a long time, and she's really worried that if no one practices with her, her muscles will get strained.
She moved the bedding on the couch gently, curling it up into a human shape, making it look like she was still sleeping on it. Then she dodged and hid behind the curtain.
The noise outside the window went from tentative at first to almost outrageous later, and finally, with a "bang", the window was pushed open from the outside and a figure jumped in.
The noise when it landed was quite loud, and the man was so scared that he stood there for a long time before moving again.
Feng Yuheng rolled his eyes in disdain, thinking that he was just a waste.
But the good-for-nothing himself didn't think so. He tiptoed towards the bed step by step, shaking his head and fiddling with the strands of hair that had fallen on his forehead.
Feng Yuheng had a very good night vision. Although the man was masked, she could still tell from his figure that he was a man. Especially the pair of single phoenix eyes exposed, which almost allowed her to pick out this person from the original owner's memory at once.
It turned out to be him!
very good!
She turned her wrist and watched the man finally walk to the bed and put one hand on the quilt.
She stretched out her leg, and as the body leaned forward, she hooked his calf with force, and the useless comrade fell onto the bed.
The quilt that had been inflated collapsed, and Comrade Waste realized that there was no one on the bed and he had been fooled!
He wanted to run away, but fists and kicks came from nowhere and landed on him one after another. He couldn't even stand up and could only lie on the bed and let them punch and kick him.
Feng Yuheng also felt angry. He put one hand to his wrist and within two or three seconds, he took out a few silver needles for acupuncture and clamped them between his fingers.
I saw that she had one hand as a fist and the other as a palm, with needles on her palms. Her muscles and bones, which had not been exercised for a long time, were finally exercised. She beat the man so hard that he didn't even have the strength to beg for mercy.
Huang Quan, who was guarding the courtyard outside, heard the noise early in the morning, but when he broke in, he saw that his young lady was fighting happily, so he did not rush forward, but simply leaned against the screen and watched the fun with a smile.
It was not until Wangchuan Qingyu was awakened by the noise that they all stepped forward and asked Xiang Fengyuheng, "Miss, what's going on?"
Feng Yuheng rarely showed mischief, pointing at the man who was beaten half to death on the bed: "A little thief broke in in the middle of the night and came straight to my bed. I think he is a flower thief."
The thief was not happy when he heard this: "I am not a flower picker! With the way you look, only a ghost would pick you."
Feng Yuheng was amused: "Oh, you know what I look like. So we are acquaintances? Wangchuan, take off his mask and take a look."
"No!" The man screamed when he heard this, not caring about the pain on his body, and stood up, but he didn't stand up clearly and fell to the ground again. But he still tried hard to crawl out of the door, and at the same time he said dirty words: "I admit defeat today, you just wait, I will come back for revenge sooner or later."
"Wangchuan!" Feng Yuheng was angry, "He said he would come again, beat him, beat him to death! Is there a law in our Dashun Dynasty that requires self-defense? If I kill a thief who breaks into a woman's boudoir in the middle of the night, I won't have to go to jail, right?"
Wang Chuan kicked the man directly from the door to the yard, and said at the same time: "Miss, don't worry, you are the future Princess Yu, and no law will apply to you."
When Huang Quan saw Wangchuan taking action, he could no longer hold back and shouted, "Miss, let me play for a while." He flew out and joined Wangchuan in dealing with the loser.
Feng Yuheng brought a bowl of cold tea and smiled as he leaned against the door frame to direct the group: "Kick the left leg a few more times, he can still move! Right arm, right arm, don't let him show his teeth and claws."
"Don't worry, young lady!" Huang Quan said with a smile, "If he dares to wave that claw again, I will just break his arm."
The commotion in the yard could not be hidden from others. Soon, all the masters and servants got up. Even Feng Zirui rubbed his sleepy eyes and ran to her side: "Sister, why are you still fighting in the middle of the night?"
She rubbed the child's face and asked, "Is Zirui afraid?"
Zirui shook his head: "I'm not afraid. Zirui is a man, and he will learn Kung Fu in the future to protect his mother and sister."
"Good job!" Feng Yuheng began to think about letting Wangchuan and Huangquan teach Zirui kung fu.
Yao was a little scared and came forward to ask, "What on earth is going on?"
Feng Yuheng's face darkened, and he glared at the man who had been beaten to death, and shouted to Wangchuan Huangquan: "Stop it!" Then he ordered Sun Mama: "Go to Shuya Garden and report to the old lady, saying that a thief broke into Liuyuan at night, climbed in from outside my window, and ran straight to the bed where I slept. It happened that I got up to drink water at night, and the thief was caught red-handed."
Nanny Sun responded and went there quickly.
Feng Yuheng said to Wang Chuan again: "Go and tell my father the same thing." After thinking about it, "Well, he should be accompanying Jin Zhen in Ruyi Courtyard right now."
Wangchuan sneered and left quickly.
Feng Yuheng then answered Yao: "Mother has heard everything, this is the cause and effect."
Yao was terribly frightened. Feng Yuheng was a grown-up girl, and someone had sneaked into her room in the middle of the night. What could she do? She couldn't help but complain, "Let's see if you dare to leave someone in the room in the future." Then she looked at the masked man, who had been beaten to the ground and couldn't get up.
Soon, everyone in Feng Mansion hurried to Liuyuan. As soon as the old lady entered the yard, she shouted, "My grandson, are you okay?"
Feng Yuheng raised his voice and said, "Grandma, don't worry, your grandson is fine. Fortunately, His Royal Highness Prince Yu sent Wangchuan and Huangquan, and the thief has been subdued by us!"
On the other side, Feng Jinyuan had already stepped forward to remove the mask of the useless person. He was shocked when he took a look and blurted out, "Why is it you?"
As for Feng Jinyuan, he thought of thousands of possibilities, and even thought about whether Shen paid someone to assassinate Feng Yuheng.
But he never expected that when the mask was removed, he would see the face of his eldest son Feng Zihao.
Oh, or rather, it’s Feng Zihao’s pig head.
He had already been beaten to a pulp by the three female warriors from Liuyuan, and it was also thanks to Feng Jinyuan, as a father, that he was familiar enough with his son.
Feng Chenyu, who had rushed over after hearing the news, also came forward to take a look. After Feng Jinyuan asked, "Why is it you?", she still didn't recognize the person in front of her until Feng Jinyuan called out twice more: "Zihao, can you speak? Can you hear the sound?"
Chenyu then exclaimed, "Brother?" Then she rushed over, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you like this?"
When she pounced on him, Feng Zihao's wounds suddenly felt extremely painful again, and he woke up in such pain.
When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Chen Yu, and then I turned my head and saw Feng Jinyuan.
"Dad!" He cried so aggrievedly, "Dad, Feng Yuheng beat me and let his girl beat me together. Dad, you must take charge of this for me!... Woo, have I been beaten to death? Dad, Dad, help me!"
When he cried, the old lady's heart began to ache. Even if she didn't like Shen, Chenyu and Zihao were her lifeblood!
He didn't care about the pain in his waist anymore and ran forward in two steps - "Hao'er! My Hao'er!" He shouted twice and then started crying.
Chenyu turned her head and looked at Feng Yuheng, her face full of grievance: "Brother just came to see you, how could you be so cruel? Second sister, if you blame mother, then you can vent your anger on me. Brother is the legitimate son of the Feng family, and the hope of our family rests on him!"
Feng Yuheng blinked. Huh? The Feng family's hope lies in Feng Zihao?
Haha, she really wanted to laugh. Just such an uneducated and unskilled dandy boy, and he said he was the hope of the Feng family?
If the original owner's memory was correct, she could still remember that when Feng Zihao was ten years old, he kicked the teacher out of the Feng Mansion. Feng Jinyuan turned around to ask him about his homework, but he couldn't even recite the first two sentences of the Three Character Classic. People say that a child's future can be seen from the age of three. She really didn't believe that Feng Zihao could become the hope of the Feng family.
"I really don't understand what you mean when you say that, elder sister." Feng Yuheng looked at Chenyu with a cold face: "Just now, after father took off the mask, you looked for a long time before recognizing that it was elder brother. So, may I ask, how can you let me recognize who he is when I look at a masked man? What's more -" She looked up at the sky, "What time is it now?"
Feng Chenyu was speechless because of her blockage. After hesitating for a long time, she finally said, "Brother is just joking with you."
"Are you kidding?" Feng Yuheng sneered again, pointing at Feng Zirui who was leaning against Yao: "Zirui is six years old this year, and he will live in a separate courtyard after he is initiated. A six-year-old child has to avoid the suspicion of his elder sister, let alone his eighteen-year-old brother?"
"But..." Feng Chenyu just couldn't accept it. Her mother was punished because of Feng Yuheng during the day, and her brother was beaten at night. How come the Feng Mansion's feng shui changed after the three Yao family members came back?
"Big sister." Feng Yuheng took two steps forward and approached Chenyu: "It seems that there are a few cousins on my mother's side. I wonder if when they came to see you, did they also crawl into your boudoir in the middle of the night with their faces covered, and even put their claws into your quilt?"
"Shut up!" Feng Jinyuan shouted angrily, "What are you talking about? Do you act like an unmarried girl?"
He was also very angry because his son was beaten.
"I'm just saying this. Father thinks it's inappropriate. Big brother has done it. Why does father still allow big sister to protect him like this?"
The old lady was also angry, and pointed at Feng Yuheng: "He is your brother! Are you willing to do this?"
Feng Yuheng was puzzled: "Grandma, if your eyesight is not good, Ah Heng will give you some glasses tomorrow. But now I must remind you again, Grandma, that my elder brother was masked just now, did you really not see it? Such a masked man sneaked into the boudoir of the Feng family's daughter in the middle of the night, shouldn't he be beaten? Grandma, Ah Heng must make it clear today, Ah Heng beat a thief tonight, and beat him for the reputation of the Feng family. If this happens again next time, I will still beat him!"
Feng Zihao screamed: "You still want to hit me? Grandma, did you hear that? She still wants to hit me!"
Feng Yuheng shouted: "You mean to say you still want to climb my wall?"
An, who had rushed over, wiped her tears and said to herself, "Second Miss is so pitiful."
Feng Jinyuan didn't understand what she meant by this. Before he could ask, he heard Jin Zhen, who had been accompanying him, say, "Young Master, why don't you listen to Madam? Last year, you also crawled into the young lady's boudoir on a night like this, and Madam also gave you a good scolding."
"Ah!" An was shocked. "Is there such a thing?"
Han also followed suit: "I haven't heard the eldest lady mention it!"
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