cpa300_4(); Feng Yuheng was now very accustomed to being tricked into bed by Xuan Tianming, and Xuan Tianming was also very accustomed to being kicked and beaten by Feng Yuheng. The two were very satisfied with this abusive yet happy way of getting along, and someone would even occasionally comment: "Wife, you were a little weak when you woke up this time. In fact, you could be a little more aggressive, and your husband can bear it."
"Really?" Feng Yuheng squinted his sleepy eyes and looked closer at him. When he saw him nod, he immediately raised his leg and kicked Xuan Tianming to the ground with a bang.
Bai Ze and Huang Quan Wang Chuan, who were guarding the gate outside, heard the noise and rushed in frightened. As soon as they came in, they saw Xuan Tian Ming lying on the ground rubbing his buttocks, and Feng Yu Heng sitting cross-legged on the couch. The three of them were embarrassed for a while, and quickly went back to where they came from.
Xuan Tianming looked at the three servants who ran away, gritting his teeth in anger - "What a disgrace." Then he got up from the ground and sat back on the bed, staring straight at Feng Yuheng.
She felt a little frightened by his gaze, raised her hand and wiped her face, and asked uncertainly: "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
Xuan Tianming also raised his hand and grabbed her cheek, then said: "Isn't it said that you can tell whether a person is real or fake by looking at their eyes? Let me see if my wife is real or fake."
“… Shit!” She rolled her eyes. “You dare to sleep when you’re not sure whether it’s real or fake?” But she immediately realized, “What do you mean real or fake? Can I be fake?” She paused when she said this. She immediately thought of the fake Third Prince who tricked her and Xuan Tianhua out of the city. So she immediately asked, “You mean, disguise?”
Xuan Tianming nodded, and then told her about the woman who disguised herself as her and sent Bu Cong out of the city. Feng Yuheng was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time.
As a person from the later generations, the idea of disguise only existed in TV dramas. Feng Yuheng never believed that there was really such a disguise technique that could change one's appearance with just a touch of the face. Of course, the national second-level secret face-changing could be done, but it required exquisite props and thick oil paint. It was impossible to completely disguise a person into another person, unless plastic surgery was performed. There were imitation human skin masks, but they were very thick and the simulation was not high.
But just last night, she really witnessed the art of disguise. It was the fake Third Prince. His appearance changed instantly with just a touch of his face. It was so magical.
She also told Xuan Tianming about this, and then asked her puzzledly: "Are there many people who know how to disguise themselves?"
Xuan Tianming shook his head. "Not many. You can even say very few. Looking at the entire Dashun, there are no more than three people who can easily master the art, and one of them has been dead for many years."
"Then... who did it? Who is the person pretending to be me?" After she finished speaking, she seemed to have thought of something and suddenly exclaimed, "Yu Qianyin, that's Li Yue, the princess of Zong Sui, isn't she?"
Xuan Tianming nodded, his wife was not stupid.
“Damn it!” Feng Yuheng propped up one leg and kept the other leg crossed, with his right arm resting on the leg he propped up. He sat on the bed like a Liangshan hero and raised his hand to touch his nose: “I’m really tired of living!”
Xuan Tianming looked at her for a while and asked, "So, warrior, how do you plan to deal with her?" After that, he reminded her, "Seventh Brother got mad yesterday, and that woman is now only half dead."
Feng Yuheng slapped her thigh - "Keep it! The dignified Princess of Zong Sui poisoned my grandmother, Zong Sui must pay compensation! Just wait and see! With half of her life, if I don't drain the Zong Sui treasury by half, I won't be called Feng Yuheng!"
Xuan Tianming praised: "Marrying you is equivalent to marrying the Zong Sui treasury!"
"That's right." Feng Yuheng sneered three times, "Don't worry, this money will definitely be obtained without affecting the friendship between the two countries. Just wait and count the money!"
Xuan Tianming loved to count money, so he happily hugged his wife to his arms and said, "Sleep for a while."
Feng Yuheng looked outside and said, "It's already noon, right? Aren't you hungry?"
Before Xuan Tianming could answer, he heard a burst of female singing from outside the hall. It had a bit of opera flavor. Feng Yuheng didn't understand what was being sung, but the tune was sad and gentle, and it didn't sound good.
She was puzzled, "Xuan Tianming, where are we?"
Xuan Tianming said, "The bedroom in the back hall of Qiankun Palace."
She held her forehead with her hand, "Why don't you just say it's the dragon bed? Can anyone sleep in the Qiankun Palace? This is father's bed, how can we sleep here?"
Xuan Tianming answered as a matter of course: "The bedding and pillows are all new, and there is no smell of an old man."
She was helpless. "I can't reason with you. Let me ask you, since this is the back hall of Qiankun Palace, who is that person making noises outside? Is he crazy enough to come here to perform? Or..." She pondered, "Could it be that my father has changed his faction?"
At this time, Huang Quan shouted at the palace gate: "Your Highness, Miss, can I come in?"
Xuan Tianming groaned and said in a loud voice, "Come in."
Huang Quan then pushed the door open and walked in. He glanced at the two of them and said with a smile, "Your Highness, please don't look at me like that. The last time I came in, I didn't see anything."
Xuan Tianming once again felt that his wife was really capable. When the two girls from Huangquan and Wangchuan followed him, they were so honest that they dared not say a word or drink a sip of water. They always obeyed without questioning and were even serious. They were all serious female heroes. How come after being handed over to his wife, they were all trained... so unruly?
Seeing that the two of them didn't say anything, Huang Quan laughed dryly twice, then got to the point: "Your Highness, Miss, Concubine Rui seems to be a little bit mentally ill. She wore a white dress and sang in the Qiankun Palace. No one could stop her, and she would bite anyone who tried to stop her. After all, she is the head of a palace, and the palace people don't know what to do. The eunuch on duty outside asked me to ask Your Highness, what should be done about this matter?"
Feng Yuheng rested her chin on Xuan Tianming's raised knees and said helplessly, "It seems that everyone in this palace is good at singing! People say that men sing when they are sad and women cry when they are sad, so why are women singing along? Father doesn't care."
Huang Quan spread his hands: "The emperor is singing in another place!"
Well! How could she have forgotten this? "Ruipin is the biological mother of the Fourth Prince." She knew the relationship between the two characters, and then she looked up and asked Xuan Tianming: "Bu Cong's rebellion must be related to the Fourth Prince, where is he?"
Xuan Tianming told her: "I am accompanying Feng Xiangrong to embroider flowers in Prince Yu's Mansion."
Feng Yuheng almost choked himself to death with his saliva, "What did you say? Accompany Xiangrong to embroider?"
He nodded, "Yes, your third sister is quite clever. She was the one who discovered something was wrong in the capital last night. She couldn't find you or Seventh Brother either. In the end, she had no choice but to come to me trembling with fear. It just so happened that the fourth sister came to Prince Yu's mansion to let me appreciate her sword in order to delay me, so I kept her in the mansion and asked the Third Miss of the Feng Family to help me entertain the guest."
Feng Yuheng felt that the scene was really unbearable to watch, so he simply ignored it and continued, "What is the purpose of Concubine Rui pretending to be crazy? Is it to pave the way for escaping guilt? Is there a rule that mentally ill people are not sentenced? It's just that if a madman kills someone, it's not against the law."
Xuan Tianming laughed, "Where did this bullshit rule come from? Why is it not against the law for a madman to kill people? There is no such thing in Dashun."
Only then did she feel relieved.
At this time, the singing outside seemed to stop for a while, and then the shouting of Ruipin was heard again, but the shouting became farther and farther away and gradually disappeared. Bai Ze came into the palace and said, "Ruipin was taken away. They said she was sent to the cold palace. It was the Queen's order."
Feng Yuheng thought about it and agreed. For a concubine of this status, apart from the emperor, the only one who had the power to banish her to the cold palace was the Empress.
After all the noise, he couldn't fall asleep, so Xuan Tianming simply told Huang Quan and Bai Ze to prepare food. When Feng Yuheng saw the two of them leave, he hurriedly pulled Xuan Tianming into the space and started to wash up.
Xuan Tianming was still in a daze until they came out of the space again. Although he had already prepared himself mentally that he would enter Feng Yuheng's Qiankun space sooner or later, he was still a little excited when he was suddenly pulled in.
He couldn't understand where he had been, how he had gotten there, and how he had gotten back. What were all those things in there? Why did the water for washing your face come out just by twisting it? Why was the place for relieving yourself so strange? Didn't you need to empty the chamber pot? Could it be cleaned by just pressing a mechanism?
He stood on the ground with a blank look on his face, looking at Feng Yuheng as if he were a monster. After a while, his gaze turned to envy, and then to jealousy.
Feng Yuheng glanced at the idiot and was too lazy to explain to him.
In fact, she didn't know how to explain it. Although she had already warned him about the matter of space, everyone has a first time. It was normal for the ancients to be frightened and become mentally ill when they saw a product that spanned thousands of years for the first time. She just needed to go in a few more times to be fine.
But what was Xuan Tianming's situation now? He raised one hand to support his chin and began to discuss with her: "Can I comb my hair there from now on?"
Damn! You're addicted after just one try?
"I have to take you to that place. You usually live in your own house and can't go there."
"Then I will move to the County Lord's Mansion, or you can move to Prince Yu's Mansion. Yes, you can move to Prince Yu's Mansion, just as a way to adapt to our life after marriage in advance. Anyway, you will marry here sooner or later. That's it."
"What the hell!" Feng Yuheng rolled her eyes at him, but didn't completely refuse. "Just bear with it for a while. We will go to the Northern Territory sooner or later, so these few days won't make a difference. I'm thinking that once the Feng family's funeral is over, we'll go back to the camp. I'm not too sure about the steelmaking."
Xuan Tianming nodded, and was about to discuss the steelmaking with her again. When he turned his head, he saw his wife suddenly sniffed hard, then glared, and walked straight towards the palace door with shining eyes - The Divine Doctor's Daughter
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