cpa300_4(); When Feng Yuheng and the other two left Yao's house, they heard a woman's voice from a distance saying loudly: "Why are you like this? Let go, I have no interest in you at all. You are pulling and tugging at me so early in the morning. How can this be disgraceful?"
The woman spoke very loudly, attracting many people to stop and watch. They commented on the show and marveled at her stunning appearance.
Feng Yuheng took a look and realized that the woman was none other than the Lotus Queen! At this moment, the person who was pulling at his sleeve was her father, Feng Jinyuan.
"This Lotus King is also a cause for concern!" Huang Quan sighed, rubbing his forehead, "He pretends to be a woman again to cause trouble to others."
Wang Chuan didn't think so. "He looks like that. He is indeed a natural beauty. It's the fault of some people who are not determined." As he spoke, he pointed his chin at Feng Jinyuan and said, "Did you see that? The Feng family's master's eyes are about to fall on him."
Huang Quan nodded, and then commented: "It's not just the eyeballs, look at how he holds the Lotus King's hand."
Huang Quan's reminder made Feng Yuheng and Wang Chuan look at Feng Jinyuan's hand. They saw that Feng Jinyuan looked like he was pulling on the sleeve of the Lotus King, but a few of his fingers were always intentionally or unintentionally scratching the thin wrist that was exposed during the pulling. He accidentally touched it a few times, and every time he touched it, Feng Jinyuan's face would show some excitement.
Feng Yuheng looked at him with disgust, and his brows furrowed even deeper. Wang Chuan also said in annoyance: "When he was the left prime minister, he was at least somewhat restrained. Why is he throwing in the towel now?"
Feng Yuheng snorted coldly, "He didn't know how to restrain himself in the past, it's just that we rarely see him outside. But in the Feng Mansion in the past, how many people did he take in?"
Huang Quan was a little confused, "Hey? Didn't Madam Yao cut off his penis? He's not even a man, why is he still entangled with her?"
Feng Yuheng told her: "Who says that you can't pursue beautiful women if you're not a man? Aren't there examples of eunuchs and palace maids in the palace comforting each other? He's just physically incapable, but that doesn't mean he's not mentally incapable, not to mention Feng Zhaolian's looks, which man wouldn't be tempted!"
Wang Chuan reminded her: "His Highness the Ninth Prince wouldn't do that."
Feng Yuheng nodded, "Well, that means this princess is a little more charming than him."
While they were talking, a voice came from Feng Jinyuan's side. He completely ignored Feng Zhaolian's sarcastic words. As long as Feng Zhaolian stood in front of him, it was as if she covered his entire world, making him ignore everything else except the woman in front of him.
He still held on to her and refused to let go, saying, "Miss, don't you recognize me? We met yesterday. I'm your neighbor, the master of Feng Mansion!"
Feng Zhaolian had a look of annoyance on his face. He kept shaking his sleeves and was almost about to kick him. He was also busy talking: "Are you a hooligan? Are you shameless? You have thousands of neighbors, why are you the only one who sticks to you like a scoundrel? Hey! Everyone, look at this guy. Isn't he disgusting?"
The onlookers nodded and pointed at Feng Jinyuan. It was indeed disgusting.
Feng Yuheng also felt it was too disgusting, especially at the gate of her Princess Mansion. She didn't know whether she should go back or not.
Wang Chuan said, "Why don't we go back to Yao's house and hide there, and then we can ask Ban to clear out the crowd."
She thought it was okay and was about to turn around and leave when she heard Feng Zhaolian suddenly shout, "Hey! Yaya!"
She stroked her forehead, but she was still a step too late.
Feng Jinyuan didn't know who the voice was calling. He still held Feng Zhaolian tightly and refused to let go. There was only this woman in his world. He never dreamed that he would sleep at the door of the Princess's Mansion and see this woman standing in front of him as soon as he opened his eyes. Feng Jinyuan felt that this must be God's arrangement. God sent him a fairy to save his miserable life.
But when he came to his senses, he found that the person standing in front of him at this moment was not only a stunning beauty, but also the ultimate target of his trip: Feng Yuheng.
However, the contempt on Feng Yuheng's face was exactly the same as that of the stunning woman, which made him feel a little embarrassed. But no matter how embarrassed he was, he felt that it would be worth it if he could get a glance from the stunning woman.
At this time, Feng Zhaolian no longer paid attention to him, and only focused on talking to Feng Yuheng: "Yaya, I came to you to go shopping. I am not familiar with this place. Please take me around!"
Feng Yuheng ignored him, glanced at Feng Jinyuan, and then glanced at the sleeve he was holding. Feng Jinyuan had a deep fear of his second daughter. Even in front of the beautiful Feng Zhaolian, he still couldn't ignore Feng Yuheng's cold gaze.
"Let go." Feng Yuheng said coldly, scaring Feng Jinyuan so much that he let go of his hand reflexively. Then he heard her say, "You're embarrassing me here so early in the morning. You're really a good father."
Feng Jinyuan's face burned like fire when he heard this, and he had no idea how to respond. But when he thought about it again, he realized that he was not here early in the morning, but had been here all night! So he quickly said, "I came to find you, but your guards wouldn't let me in, so I waited for you here all night."
"Oh?" Feng Yuheng looked at Feng Jinyuan with disdain: "My guards must have told you that I was in Yao's house, right? Why didn't you go to Yao's house to find me? You waited outside all night, and you still had the time to harass me the next morning. You've made me lose face."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves again, pulled Feng Zhaolian up and turned to leave.
Feng Zhaolian had come to ask her out for a walk, and this was exactly what he wanted. Before leaving, he looked back at Feng Jinyuan and said, "Neighbor, I'll forgive you today for Yaya's sake. If it happens again, don't blame me for chopping off your hand."
Feng Jinyuan shuddered, wondering why all the women Feng Yuheng dated were so sharp? But thinking about it again, a smile unconsciously surfaced on his face. He had had all kinds of women, but not this kind. If he could conquer her, it would be a great joy in life.
When he thought of this, he regained his confidence to continue waiting for Feng Yuheng. She would have to return home sooner or later, and seeing that she was very familiar with that stunning beauty, he thought that this trip was really worthwhile.
Feng Jinyuan sat back in front of the Princess's Mansion again. The imperial guards at the gate had to admire this man's courage. They all thought to themselves, is this man the former left prime minister? To be disrespectful, what was wrong with the emperor's eyes that he saw him as a prime minister?
Feng Zhaolian was asking Feng Yuheng the same question, and he was not so reserved. What was there that he dared not say? He immediately asked, "Is the Emperor of Dashun blind? Your old perverted father can be the prime minister?"
Feng Yuheng didn't respond to this, but reminded him: "If Xuan Tianming hears you saying that the emperor is blind, he will chop off your tongue."
"Forget it!" Feng Zhaolian was not frightened at all: "I don't know how many times your little Mingzi has thought about this behind his back. Well, let's not talk about him, let's talk about your father, he is really a jerk! What kind of people have I not seen in my life? This is the first time I have seen him like this."
Feng Yuheng snorted, "Don't you just like him like this?"
"Huh?" Feng Zhaolian was stunned. "Why do I like him like that?"
"Why else would you move to live next door to him?"
"I'm just curious." Feng Zhaolian told the truth, "Just curious! We've been friends for several months since we came to the capital from the north. I've heard so much about your awful father. How can I justify my curiosity if I don't go and see for myself?"
Feng Yuheng waved his hand: "It's up to you." Then he thought about the road he was walking on at the moment and asked: "Where are we going?"
Feng Zhaolian said, "Just stroll around."
"If we're just going for a stroll, we should go to the busy streets, right? We're going in the wrong direction." He was about to lead the group back, "Let's go the other way. There's something fun to see over there."
"Hey! No, no, no!" Feng Zhaolian quickly pulled the man back, "I've been to the lively places before, let's go to something less lively this time."
Feng Yuheng didn't understand what was so interesting about a place like this, but since he had nothing to do, he simply accompanied King Lian to stroll along the street, and casually mentioned his illness: "My grandfather and I have discussed your illness, and you won't understand the conclusion I came to, but to put it bluntly, you were fed too much of what the female body needs in the past, and it's not easy to cure it now, but it's not impossible. We just need to adjust the original stuff back to what the male body needs. This is just a theoretical statement, and the details still depend on practice."
King Lian nodded. When it came to his illness, he actually listened carefully and asked Feng Yuheng, "How confident are you that it can be cured?"
Feng Yuheng thought about it and said, "It's fifty-fifty."
"Then it's the same as if you didn't say anything." He rolled his eyes, "At least tell me the details, so I can have some hope. Who wants to be entangled with others as a beauty all day long? I really wanted to stab your father to death with a knife just now."
Feng Yuheng said, "If you want to stab me, then stab me. If you really want to kill me, and if you report it to the government, I will keep you alive." As she spoke, she looked around to determine the direction, "Why did we end up in the east end of the city? Well, the people living here are relatively wealthy, and there are some shops selling high-end goods."
She thought Feng Zhaolian wanted to come and buy something, but she didn't expect that this person was stretching his neck and looking towards the east.
Feng Yuheng asked: "What are you looking at?"
Without waiting for the other party to reply, at this moment, I saw a horse-drawn carriage galloping towards me from the front. The speed gradually slowed down until it reached a place with too many pedestrians. Then it completely slowed down. The two horses pulling the carriage seemed to be strolling leisurely, and the coachman put away the whip.
The driver was not conspicuous, but from the outside, there was nothing worth noting. However, if someone looked carefully, they could still find a small wooden sign hanging on the left side of the carriage. On the sign was a word "Seven" written inconspicuously. Anyone with a discerning eye could recognize it at a glance, which meant that the carriage belonged to the seventh prince Xuan Tianhua.
Feng Yuheng said "Huh", then smiled, "Seventh Brother is back."
At the same time, the people in the carriage seemed to have sensed something and stopped the horses. Then someone from inside opened the curtain, and Xuan Tianhua's face, which looked a little dusty but still as ethereal as an immortal, appeared in front of everyone.
For a moment, there were cries of surprise from the people. Looking at the Lotus King again, he completely inherited Feng Jinyuan's look just now, and his eyes were about to fall on Xuan Tianhua.
He took a step forward, waved his hand at Feng Yuheng and said, "Yaya, wait a minute, my disease is incurable!"
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