cpa300_4(); With the sound of "crackling" whip coming from the carriage, the man who was originally sitting opposite suddenly disappeared. Feng Yuheng's whip hit the window frame of Xuan Tianming's palace carriage fiercely, and the curtain made of soft smoke silk was beaten to pieces by her.
She was not surprised at all that he didn't hit anyone. Xuan Tianming's lightness skills were several steps higher than Ban Zou's. Facing such a ruthless beating, it would be strange if he didn't run away.
Sure enough, just as the whip sounded, a voice came from behind her, and with a breath of hot air, it whispered softly behind her neck - "Wife, don't stop, keep going!"
"Ah!" Suddenly a scream was heard, a female voice, miserable and desperate. "Second sister, Your Highness the Ninth Prince, I am still a child, I have not yet reached the age of marriage, can you please consider my healthy growth?"
Feng Yuheng stroked her forehead. Damn it, she forgot that Xiangrong was still in the palace carriage. Her cheeks felt hot for a moment. It was so embarrassing.
But Xuan Tianming didn't feel ashamed at all. He half turned his head to look at Xiangrong and taught her earnestly: "Although you haven't reached the age of marriage, you are not young anymore. Hasn't your fourth sister already got engaged? It's better to know more about some things in advance, so that it will help you and your future husband to improve your relationship. Sister and brother-in-law are doing this for your own good. We won't teach ordinary people if they want to learn."
Xiangrong was about to cry, and she covered her eyes with her two little hands. If she had four more hands, she would have covered her ears. Could she go home safely?
Fortunately, Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianming did not go too far. After realizing Xiangrong's existence, they restrained themselves. Feng Yuheng put away the whip, and Xuan Tianming sat back beside her. They stopped physically moving, but if you listened carefully, you could still hear the conversations they had in low voices.
"Don't be angry, my wife. I won't hide next time."
"I've said it several times that we haven't gotten married yet, so who is your wife? Don't always call me husband."
"My beloved, I will not hide next time."
Someone gritted his teeth and said, "There won't be a next time. This princess won't beat you again."
"That's fine. The Prince's Palace received a new batch of candles yesterday..."
"Xuan Tianming, get out of here!"
"I don't."
Feng Xiangrong felt that she really couldn't stay in the carriage any longer and almost crawled out. She would rather squeeze outside with the coachman and drive the carriage together than stay in the carriage anymore.
Finally, two imperial carriages stopped at the gate of Feng Mansion at the same time. Wang Chuan Huang Quan got off Feng Yuheng's carriage and stood in front of Xuan Tianming's carriage, ready to welcome her young lady. However, someone inside grabbed his wife's sleeve and discussed with her: "I'm going to the camp now, why don't you come with me!"
Feng Yuheng was helpless, "I do want to, but the old lady will be buried tomorrow, and I am the legitimate daughter of the Feng family anyway, so it's not good for me to be absent for such a big event."
Xuan Tianming also knew that this could not be helped, and he immediately hated Yu Qianyin: "Damn it, if I had known that woman would cause trouble today, I should not have let Li Kun go back. I think 50 million gold is still not enough. After we deal with Qian Zhou, your husband will take you to the Haojie Sect Sui National Treasury."
Feng Yuheng rolled his eyes as he got out of the car. Before leaving, he instructed Xuan Tianming to have He Gan and Xi Fang select the best experts from the Shen Ji Camp and follow Qian Li to the Northern Boundary.
It was not until Xuan Tianming's imperial carriage left that Wang Chuan tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "The Feng family members are all kneeling at the gate of the mansion."
"Huh?" She was startled, then turned her head to look. The whole family, from the master Feng Jinyuan to the gatekeeper, were all kneeling on the ground obediently.
Seeing that Feng Yuheng finally noticed them, Feng Jinyuan took the initiative to speak, leading the people in the mansion to shout in unison: "Welcome Princess Ji'an back to the mansion."
Only then did she understand that being promoted from a second-rank county princess to a first-rank princess was a great honor for a commoner girl. If it weren't for the funeral at home, according to the rules, the welcoming ceremony and etiquette should have been more grand!
But Feng Yuheng didn't care much about these things, especially when she saw Feng Jinyuan's unwilling face, she lost all her joy. Since it was a matter of the occasion, she would just treat it in an official tone.
Feng Yuheng faced the crowd, raised his hand slightly, and said, "Everyone, get up."
When Feng Jinyuan heard this, he stood up first and patted his robe vigorously, as if he had suffered humiliation from kneeling before, with an unhappy look on his face.
Feng Yuheng found him funny when he looked at that. Then he looked at Fendai who was standing behind him and said to comfort him, "It's good to practice now. In the future, Fourth Sister will marry into the palace and become the prince's principal wife. Father will kneel down when he sees her."
These words made Fendai's eyes light up, and the depression in her heart was relieved a little.
As soon as the palace announced the rewards for the morning court, officials immediately went to the streets to post notices, so the Feng family had received the news long before Feng Yuheng returned home. Even if Feng Jinyuan was not happy, Feng Yuheng was already a legitimate princess, and he had to bring everyone in the mansion to welcome her. Not only Feng Yuheng, but also Feng Jinyuan didn't know how to face Xiangrong when he heard about it now. This daughter was originally the most delicate and timid one in the mansion. She didn't have the beauty and vicious mind of Feng Chenyu, nor did she have the ability of Feng Yuheng, nor did she have the impulsiveness of Fendai who didn't care about anything. She was the most timid, the least competitive, and the least sense of existence. But the fatal thing was that she had the best relationship with Feng Yuheng.
He had originally hoped that his daughters would cling to the powerful and help him make a comeback. But now Chenyu was dead, Feng Yuheng was his enemy, and Xiangrong had the emperor's grace and could freely choose a son-in-law. So, it seemed that the only one his Feng family could count on was Fendai.
Feng Jinyuan cast his gaze towards Fendai, with the expectation in his eyes not concealed at all, which made Fendai even more excited.
After receiving the title, they should go to the coffin to pay respect to the old lady. Feng Yuheng took Xiangrong all the way to the mourning hall, and the Feng family took the initiative to follow behind. An looked at her daughter walking with Feng Yuheng, her nose was sore, and tears fell uncontrollably. Feng Jinyuan happened to see this and gave her a fierce look.
But Feng Jinyuan also had another thought in his mind. Three quarters of the military power of Dashun was in Xuan Tianming's hands. He had been the prime minister for so many years. If he couldn't even see the tricks here, then it would be a waste. Emperor Tianwu was clearly establishing a prince in disguise!
As he walked, his steps paused. A thought that had once popped up in his mind but was suppressed by him surged again. He remembered that many years ago, Taoist Ziyang said that the Feng family had a child with the fate of a phoenix. At that time, Ziyang was referring to Chenyu. In addition, Chenyu's appearance made him never doubt it. Even though he later knew that the appearance of Taoist Ziyang was closely related to the Shen family, he was willing to believe that Chenyu was not a creature in the pond. Sooner or later, she would emerge from the water and become a phoenix to accompany the dragon.
But now think about it, if the Feng family really has a child with the fate of a phoenix, it is obvious that the child is not Chenyu, but...
He cast his gaze towards the back of Feng Yuheng who was walking in front of him. At this point, even he had to admit that the person who belonged to the Phoenix Fate was most likely Feng Yuheng.
But this is the result that Feng Jinyuan is most unwilling to accept. If one day the Ninth Prince ascends the throne and Feng Yuheng accompanies the dragon, what hope can his Feng family have? With the hatred that child has for the Feng family, won't he want the lives of everyone in this mansion?
Feng Jinyuan's eyes gradually became stern, and his steps slowed down again. He didn't turn around quietly until everyone followed Feng Yuheng into the mourning hall and walked towards the direction of Pine Garden.
As soon as he stepped into the study, he immediately closed the door tightly. A feeling of irritability surged up in him. He paced back and forth in the study, his mind full of thoughts about his future plans.
Finally, Feng Jinyuan stopped, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and a trace of viciousness appeared.
Feng Yuheng must die! This was his final conclusion. Only when Feng Yuheng died could the Feng family be reborn, and his life and wealth and glory could be preserved. Not only Feng Yuheng had to die, but Xuan Tianming had to die too. He absolutely could not let Xuan Tianming become the emperor, otherwise, the Feng family would never be reborn.
He had already thought of a way to take the lives of the two men. He had no way to stop Xuan Tianming in the capital, but as long as he went to the battlefield, swords and spears were ruthless and casualties were inevitable. He was able to leave two injured legs in the battle in the northwest, so he believed that as long as the plan was careful this time, it would not be impossible to take the lives of the two men.
It would be best if Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng both died on the battlefield. Then, there would be no one to blame, and all the blame would be borne by Beijie or Qianzhou. He would sit back and reap the fruits of their labor, and maybe even be able to make plans and give the Fifth Prince a hand. Fendai was a smart child who could think of the Feng family. As long as he could push the Fifth Prince to the throne, he might be able to return to the position of the First-Rank Prime Minister.
Feng Jinyuan was so excited about what he had imagined that his eyes were spitting fire. He rushed to the desk and picked up his pen to write quickly.
The letter was written to Qian Zhou, in the name of Kang Yi's husband, and he used reason and emotion to express not only his unchanging love for Kang Yi, but also his deep hatred for Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianming. At the same time, he also told Qian Zhou about Feng Yuheng's two weaknesses, one was his mother Yao, and the other was his brother Rui.
When the secret letter was handed to the secret guard, Feng Jinyuan seemed to see the scene of his second daughter and the ninth prince both dying on the battlefield of Qianzhou. The corners of his lips curled up and a relieved smile appeared on his face. As long as he could get rid of those two, what would it matter if he lost a son? The doctor had already said that Han was carrying a boy, and the Cheng sisters were still young. He wanted a son, so why would he worry about not having another one?
He urged the secret guards to quickly head to the northern border, while he turned around and left the pine garden and rushed to the mourning hall. He had to tell the old lady about such an exciting thing. The old lady's spirit in heaven would surely support and bless him.
He quickened his pace and walked hurriedly, but when he passed a small garden, he heard a strange sound, as if someone was talking inside, and vaguely heard a man's voice saying - "I helped you so much, how are you going to thank me?"
Feng Jinyuan paused and shouted, "Who?"
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