Yao Xian's appearance successfully made Feng Jinyuan spit out three mouthfuls of blood, and he was finally carried onto the carriage by the servants.
Yao Xian crossed his arms in front of him, watching the Feng family's convoy depart, and reminded Cheng Junman: "Remember to get a doctor for him, don't get so angry that you die and then blame me later."
Cheng Junman suppressed her smile and said, "Don't worry, Master Yao, I will invite you."
Finally, the plaque on the door of Feng Mansion was taken down, and finally, the last carriage drove out of the alley. Yao Xian asked Feng Yuheng: "Feng Jinyuan is their husband after all. Do you think the Cheng sisters will turn against you one day?"
Feng Yuheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Who knows! The thoughts of women in ancient times were always different from ours. Polygamy meant that men were destined to focus all their attention on one woman. Similarly, smart women would put emotions behind for the sake of the family's interests and their own interests. I believe they are smart people. They have been in the Feng family for so long, they should know that if they follow Feng Jinyuan in everything and are of the same mind with him, sooner or later they will die without knowing how they died. On the contrary, if they follow me, they still have a way to survive in this life."
Yao Xian nodded, but still reminded her: "You should also be more careful, people's hearts are hard to predict!"
Feng Yuheng naturally knew that human hearts were hard to predict, but she was still willing to believe in those who chose to stand by her side from the beginning. This belief was not a subjective judgment, but an emotion that drove her to want to keep more people around her, such as the Cheng sisters, the An family, and Xiangrong. She always believed that "betrayal" was not human nature, and as long as she tried hard, she would not believe that she could not get the perfection she wanted.
Yao Xian took people to visit Feng Mansion. Feng Yuheng was not in the mood, so she took Huang Quan back to the Princess Mansion. As soon as she entered the mansion, Qinglan came to her and said helplessly, "Miss, the lady is packing her things. She said she wants to move next door with the old man."
Feng Yuheng stopped, her brows knitted together, and inexplicable irritability swept over her again. Sometimes she really wanted to be like Xuan Tianming, not caring about anything, whipping people with a whip when she was in a bad mood, or going out to set fire. Feng Yuheng thought, is this retribution? On weekdays, she tried her best to live arrogantly and happily, but there was a Yao who existed by her side as her biological mother. She couldn't beat or scold her, and she had no place to vent her grievances. Yao might be a hurdle in her life.
She waved her hand and started walking again. Qinglan thought she was going to see Yao, but she turned around and walked out of the house again. She couldn't help but ask again: "Young lady, aren't you going to persuade Madam?"
Feng Yuheng said, "If she wants to move, let her move. Tell her that from now on, I will not be responsible for her affairs. If she needs money, she can come to me. You don't need to tell me anything else."
Qinglan stood there in a daze, watching Feng Yuheng take Huang Quan out of the mansion, and she felt a little sad. She was Yao's first-class maid, and was picked by Feng Yuheng. After following Yao for a year, she saw how good Feng Yuheng was to everyone in the mansion, and how protective Feng Yuheng was of her mother as a daughter. But she also saw how Yao fell into indifference and confusion every time Feng Yuheng left. She simply couldn't understand why Yao was like this. It was her own choice to divorce the Feng family. Her daughter was so promising and treated her so well, so what else could she be dissatisfied with?
Qinglan couldn't figure out what was going on here no matter how hard she tried. She only knew that she would have to move next door, and she was reluctant to leave this princess's mansion.
Feng Yuheng and Huang Quan hurriedly turned out of the alley, almost running away from their own mansion. Huang Quan complained for her young lady, and couldn't help saying, "Madam is really something, isn't the young lady good enough to her? Why do you want to hurt the young lady's heart like this? The young lady--" She pulled Feng Yuheng: "If you are really angry, go talk to Madam again, at least let her know how much you have done for her. If the young lady didn't protect her, could she have been a first-class imperial edict? Could she live as comfortably as she is now? In my opinion, she is too comfortable. When she is comfortable, she likes to make trouble. Maybe if you throw her to a dangerous place and let her go through the gates of hell, she will not want anything anymore."
The maids in the Princess's Mansion usually respected Yao, but respect did not mean they could watch Feng Yuheng being bullied. Especially Huang Quan and Wang Chuan, they followed Feng Yuheng and only listened to Feng Yuheng's orders in their lives. When Xuan Tianming sent them to Feng Yuheng, he even said that even if the king and the second lady of the Feng family turned against each other one day, and she asked you to kill the king, you must listen. Therefore, Feng Yuheng was wronged, and Huang Quan was asked to endure it, she would never tolerate it.
"If the young lady doesn't want to go, then let me go!" She reached out to pull Feng Yuheng's sleeve, "This is not how a mother should be. At the beginning, Shen treated Feng Chenyu better than the lady treated the young lady. If you continue to do this, I can't stand it."
Feng Yuheng laughed, "I can bear it, so why can't you bear it? It's okay, let her be, it's not her fault."
"Miss!" Huang Quan was so angry that she didn't know what to say. Her young lady had never been such a tolerant person before. How could she still remain calm even after being bullied to this extent?
Feng Yuheng seemed to understand what she was thinking, and said helplessly: "It's not that I won't resist, I just don't know how to resist. She is not one of those people in the Feng family, she is the biological mother of Zhuo, what can I do to her?"
After she said that, Huang Quan was at a loss. Yes, what can he do if his biological mother bullies his own daughter? He couldn't help but shook his head and continued to follow Feng Yuheng aimlessly.
Finally, Feng Yuheng stopped and looked up again, and she was already in front of a lake. In the middle of the lake was Xuan Tianming's Xianya Tower. A boatman greeted her by the lake: "Miss, are you going to Xianya Tower? Get on the boat!"
Feng Yuheng didn't even think about it, and took Huang Quan on board. This afternoon, she drank a whole jar of daughter's red wine in Xianya Tower. Huang Quan watched her drink at the side at first, and was later ordered to drink with her, until Feng Yuheng drank so much that she almost fell down, and finally the last bowl of wine was finished.
Feng Yuheng stood up and swayed a few times. Huang Quan wanted to support her, but she could hardly stand still, so how could she support others?
Fortunately, the shopkeeper of Xian Ya Lou was well prepared. Seeing Feng Yu Heng kept drinking, he brought people to wait outside the private room. As soon as Feng Yu Heng came out, he hurried over to help them downstairs and personally sent them to the boat. Then he saw the secret guards show up, and he felt relieved.
But after Feng Yuheng got off the boat, she refused to take the carriage. She said she wanted to walk on the street. Even if she was staggering every three steps, she still wanted to walk on the street.
Ban Zou had no choice but to find a carriage to put Huang Quan, who was already drunk and unconscious, in, then told the driver to go back to the Princess's Mansion, and then he supported Feng Yuheng and started walking on the street.
It was already late at night. In ancient times, there were no street lights on the streets. The only way to light up was by the moonlight and the lights from the busy shops on both sides of the street. There were also many drunk passers-by like Feng Yuheng, trying to find their way home in a twisted way. Ban bought a large shawl on the street and covered Feng Yuheng's head. People just thought that this was a girl with poor health who was supported by her family. Occasionally, there were strange looks, but they didn't stay for too long.
But Feng Yuheng didn't walk honestly at all. Occasionally she staggered a few steps, and sometimes she simply stopped. But most of the time she leaned on Ban Zou's arms, letting Ban Zou hold her upper arms tightly to ensure that she would not fall.
In fact, Feng Yuheng could drink quite well. Huang Quan divided half of a jar of girl's red wine. If she was in a good mood, she would probably talk more and sing a few more songs with that little bit of wine, but she wouldn't get drunk like this, to the point of tears.
Fortunately, the big shawl that Ban Zou bought covered her head and face, so no one could see her even if she was crying inside.
But when a person cries, the body will shake involuntarily. Ban Zou suddenly noticed her emotional change and felt very upset. He instantly had the urge to find someone to fight.
But he couldn't do anything. He had to send Feng Yuheng back safely. He had been watching the lady's aggressiveness in the dark these days. He even heard what Feng Yuheng and Yao said in the front yard that day when Wangchuan Huangquan avoided him. Ban Zou didn't understand. With such a good daughter, why was that woman still unsatisfied? She kept saying that this was not her daughter. Can't people change? Do people have to be cowardly all their lives? Yao herself didn't make progress, and she didn't let her daughter fight back?
Ban Zou thought that he was an orphan and had never known what life would be like with parents. He had imagined how happy life would be if his parents were still alive. But since he followed Feng Yuheng and saw her father and mother, Ban Zou no longer imagined that his parents were still alive. He was even glad that he had no parents. Otherwise, if he had such parents, he would not have Feng Yuheng's good temper and would strangle them to death in his dreams at night.
Feng Yuheng cried even harder. He held her shoulders, feeling uncomfortable, and discussed with her, "How about I carry you on my back?"
Feng Yuheng shook her head, but she also replied: "No, if I can't even walk, I will be bullied even more. Banzou--" She shouted, raised her hand to pull the shawl covering her head, and it was pulled off by her with just one pull. "Banzou, don't cover me with this thing, I still want to see the street view, I want to see whether this capital city that Xuan Tianming fought so hard to protect is cold or hot."
Ban Zou didn't know how to answer her, so he could only let her mess around. Feng Yuheng would run a few steps, jump a few times, and even pull a child to ask, "Is your mother good to you? Do you like your mother?"
The child was so scared that she started crying and was carried away by her family members, who kept them far away from her.
Feng Yuheng stood there, the sourness in his nose rising again, and he just stared blankly in the direction where the child left, tears falling down, catching Ban Zou off guard.
But at this moment, a huge carriage came slowly from the front. People on the street made way for it. Some kind-hearted people reminded her, "Make way, don't block the way of the noble man."
But Feng Yuheng's feet seemed to be rooted, unable to move even a step.
Not only could he not move, even Ban Zou did not move, because he recognized that the huge carriage was actually a royal carriage, with a white jade frame and soft smoke curtains. A man wearing a golden mask and a purple lotus inlaid between his eyebrows was sitting outside the carriage, staring at the woman beside him with a deep gaze and slightly red eyes...
At the same time, the woman beside him raised her arm and pointed towards the imperial carriage. After a while, she said, "Xuan Tianming, why is he crying?"
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