Xuan Tianming's arrival seemed to give Feng Yuheng hope of survival. His scattered consciousness was gradually pulled back. Xuan Tianming continued to speak, still saying to Yao: "From now on, she is no longer your daughter. She will live and die as you wish."
As soon as he finished speaking, she stood up, and was picked up in his arms and hurried out of the house.
Feng Yuheng was exhausted physically and mentally, and had no energy to think anymore, so he did not notice Yao Xian and Feng Zirui who entered the house at the same pace as Xuan Tianming.
Yao was frightened by the words Xuan Tianming said before he left. She was lying there in a daze, not knowing what to do. When she saw Yao Xian coming, she felt like she had seen her backbone. She gently raised her hand to wave at Yao Xian, but suddenly she saw the eyes of Yao Xian flashing with a look that was almost exactly the same as Feng Yuheng's. Even Zi Rui was full of disappointment when he looked at her.
This time, the child did not rush to his mother, but stood side by side with Yao Xian, two steps away from the bed, staring at Yao with a frown. After a long while, he finally said, "Sister has been saving you day and night, guarding you day and night, but what did you just say? Don't think I didn't hear it, mother, you are so heartbreaking." He turned his head and looked in the direction where Xuan Tianming and the others were leaving, raised his little hand stubbornly, and wiped away the tears that were dripping down.
Yao shook her head subconsciously and murmured, "She is not your sister." Then she looked at Yao Xian and tried hard to confide in him, "She is not Ah Heng."
Yao Xian knew, of course, that she wasn't the real second daughter of the Feng family, but she was his granddaughter, the granddaughter he lost in one life and found again. If Feng Yuheng hadn't been thinking about this mother, he really wanted to strangle this woman to death! His precious granddaughter died inexplicably in the previous life, and there was no place to avenge this vengeance. He must not be bullied again in this life!
He pointed at Yao and said word by word: "Whether you recognize it or not, I recognize it! If you insist on doing so, you might as well not even recognize me as your father."
Yao was startled, and suddenly said in a frightened voice: "No, father, you have all been bewitched by her, she is really not Ah Heng!"
"So what?" Yao Xian stared at her with eyes wide open, and warned her harshly: "She is my granddaughter. I, Yao Xian, will only recognize this granddaughter in my life. You can recognize her or not." He flicked his sleeves and said coldly: "I will buy you another house somewhere else and hire good guards and servants. You are not worthy to live in the Princess's Mansion, and as for the Yao Mansion, a daughter who has left home cannot enter the Yao family again!"
Yao looked at her father in disbelief, and suddenly a feeling of fear came over her. She seemed to understand something, and pointed at Yao Xian and said, "You have changed too, you are not the same either?" She said this as a question, not certainty, because Yao Xian's temperament was almost the same as Feng Yin's, except that he was a little colder towards her.
She said Yao Xian had changed, but Yao Xian told her: "Everyone has changed. It is impossible for people to retain their original state of mind after going through so many things. Everyone is growing up, but only you remain unchanged. You..."
He wanted to persuade her again, but he felt that it would be nonsense to say anything to this ancient woman. He was just like Tianwu, not sentimental, and had a generous and free-spirited personality. It was really a torment for him to talk to a sick woman lying in bed. Besides, he was not her real father, so where did the affection come from?
Yao Xian waved his hand and said simply, "You should recuperate here first. I will send someone to pick you up after you recover. If Feng Jinyuan wants to go to the government office to sue you for assassination, no one can do anything about it. If he doesn't sue, it's also for the sake of Ah Heng and His Highness the Ninth Prince. Remember, you will eventually rely on Ah Heng to survive, so don't block your own way." After he finished speaking, he glanced at Zi Rui and asked him, "What do you say? Go back to the Princess's Mansion, stay here, or go with Grandpa?"
Zi Rui shook his head, "These three places are not going anywhere. I'm going to Prince Yu's Mansion. Please ask my sister to send a few people to take me back to Xiaozhou."
Yao Xian nodded and pulled Zirui out.
Yao was the only one left in the room. Of course, there were still secret guards in the dark who had not withdrawn, which at least ensured her safety in the Feng family.
Yao stared at the ceiling with empty eyes. She didn't understand why no one believed her. Was this Ah Heng really not her daughter? She really wasn't!
Xuan Tianming carried Feng Yuheng back to Prince Yu's Mansion, and Song Kang and Huang Quan followed him back. Although they did not see what Yao did with their own eyes, they could guess roughly what happened.
Huang Quan told Song Kang: "Mrs. Yao has no conscience. You don't know how well the young lady treats her, but she is never satisfied."
Song Kang was not a good person to begin with. He only started to walk on the right path after following Feng Yuheng. Now that he saw Feng Yuheng being bullied like this, he was particularly confused: "Master, she was able to punish her own father, so why can't she do the same to her own mother? If you ask me, you shouldn't keep a mother like this. It's better to let me chop her into pieces and practice my medical skills at the same time."
Huang Quan felt sick after hearing this, "Could you please stop mentioning that kind of medical skills trick? If the young lady hears it, she will punish you again." Huang Quan glared at Song Kang, then turned and left.
Song Kang knew that he would be punished if he continued to think about those things, so he didn't say much and went to the kitchen to find chickens and ducks to practice.
In the bedroom, Xuantian Mingfeng Yuheng was leaning on the bed. He did not let go and kept holding her in his arms. The thumb and index finger of his right hand were spread out in front of her forehead, and he kept rubbing the solar plexus on both sides to relieve her headache.
Feng Yuheng felt better now, but the fear was still there. Yao's words echoed in her mind over and over again, like an accusation, accusing her of occupying this body and reminding her that sooner or later she would have to give it back.
Feng Yuheng tightly grasped Xuan Tianming's arm, her whole body trembling. She suddenly thought of something, so she asked, "If... I mean, if I'm fake, you..."
"It'll be fine if it's the girl who treated my leg in the mountains." He shrugged and added, "Actually, it's better if it's fake. If it's really the daughter of Yao, I won't marry her. A father and mother like that can't give birth to a good daughter." As he spoke, he pinched the girl's face and teased her, "What? Do you regret it?"
"No way." She shrank back into his arms, and her headache was relieved. So she looked up and asked him, "When are we going back to the camp? I want to go back to the camp. I'm still refining new steel and making steel tools. How can I stay in Beijing forever? This is not possible."
There was a begging look on her face, and a hint of flattery, which made Xuan Tianming feel distressed.
"Have a good sleep, and we'll set off when you wake up, okay?"
She nodded, thought for a moment, and said coquettishly, "Then take off the mask." As she spoke, she felt sleepy and her consciousness became a little fuzzy. She muttered, "Since your appearance is good, it has to play a real role. Use it for hypnosis!" Then she grabbed his arm and said, "It would be best if you wake up to be on the way to the camp. That would be a surprise." After that, she fell into a deep sleep.
Xuan Tianming laughed, tilted his head, and called out to the door, "Bai Ze!" Bai Ze immediately pushed the door open and walked in. Then he heard Xuan Tianming's instructions, "Send a message to the palace and tell the old man that I will take Princess Ji'an back to the camp tomorrow morning. Let him take care of the situation in the capital. If he really can't understand, let Seventh Brother take care of it."
Bai Ze nodded, glanced at the already sleeping Feng Yuheng, and asked worriedly: "Is the princess okay?"
Xuan Tianming said, "It's okay." After thinking for a while, he said, "We should keep a closer eye on the Feng family. Although the Yao family is heartless, we can't let those with ulterior motives use this to threaten the princess."
"Master, don't worry." Bai Ze's face was not looking good. He held it in for a while, but couldn't hold it back and said out his inner thoughts: "In my opinion, that woman is better off dead. She is really holding her daughter back."
Xuan Tianming waved his hand: "Let's not say such things anymore. Whether she lives or dies is her fate. We can't dirty our hands, and we can't upset Hengheng. Go!"
Bai Ze turned around to leave, but then he remembered something and quickly said, "Oh, Master, the young master of the Feng family is here. He said he wants to go back to Xiaozhou. Please ask the princess to send a few people to see him off."
Xuan Tianming thought about it and did not object. "That's good. It won't do him any good if his parents are making trouble at home. Send a few more secret guards to follow him and make sure he is safe. Also, take out 10,000 taels of silver notes and distribute them to the families of the students affected by the disaster in the name of Princess Ji'an."
Bai Ze touched the sieve and said, "Master, you are really thoughtful for the princess." After saying that, he quickly stepped back a few steps, fearing that Xuan Tianming would beat him, then bowed and ran out of the room.
Xuan Tianming shook his head and sighed, "These people are really becoming less and less afraid of him!"
He put the girl in his arms back on the bed, adjusted the pillow, covered her with the quilt, then raised his hand, took off the yellow mask on his face, and placed it between the two pillows. Then he smiled, embraced the little girl, put his face against hers, and fell asleep peacefully.
This sleep was a bit chaotic. Feng Yuheng wondered why she dreamed of getting married. Was it her or Xuan Tianming who was getting married? Why were all the drums, music, red silk and red flowers crowded into Prince Yu's mansion? And someone kept saying congratulations to her.
She tried to ask others what was going on, but no one was willing to answer her. They just wore smiles, like masks. She tilted her head and saw Xuan Tianming was also wearing a red robe, a red crown on his head, and no mask. The purple lotus between his eyebrows reflected the red robe, and the more he looked at it, the better he looked. But she felt uncomfortable. She was still wearing her underwear, and it was obvious that she had just woken up. Who was Xuan Tianming going to marry?
She realized that this must be a dream, and forced herself to wake up. When she opened her eyes, she saw Xuan Tianming staring at her with his big eyes. He was not wearing a mask, and the lotus on his forehead made him look a little hazy and lazy when he was sleeping.
She frowned, reached out to lift the quilt, and looked at Xuan Tianming again, until she was sure that he was not wearing red clothes, then she felt relieved.
I couldn't help but let out a sigh: "Luckily it was just a dream."
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of drums and suona, playing a joyful and cheerful sound.
She suddenly sat up on the bed, stared at Xuan Tianming and asked, "Are you really going to get married?"
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