Princess Qingle turned her head suddenly and looked at Feng Yuheng, and a wave of resentment enveloped her.
"Who did I think she was? Turns out she's just a little concubine of the Feng family." Qingle spoke with a strong sense of contempt. "30,000 for a bowl, little concubine, how did you calculate this?"
Feng Yuheng crossed his arms and stared at Princess Qingle, saying, "I thought it was someone else, but it turns out to be the Princess of the Wang family. Ten thousand for a skirt, Princess of the Wang family, how did you calculate this?"
"What do you care how this princess calculates?" Qingle put her hands on her waist and pointed at Feng Yuheng and said, "Little concubine, you don't kneel down to greet this princess, is this the rule of your Feng family?"
"Oh!" Hearing this, Xuan Tiange was not happy, "You are the daughter of a different Wang family, why don't you kneel when you see me?"
Qingle then saw Xuan Tiange who had been standing behind Feng Yuheng, and couldn't help but frown. Although they were both princesses, the meanings were definitely different. She was a legitimate descendant of the Xuan family, while her father was just a prince who was later conferred the title, and he didn't have any real power at all. Now that Xuan Tiange had made trouble, she was really embarrassed.
As Xuan Tiange spoke, Feng Tianyu and Ren Xifeng, who were also standing in the back, stepped forward and heard Feng Tianyu say, "Ah Heng is the concubine of the Feng family, but I am the legitimate daughter of the Feng family. Excuse me, Princess, do you have anything to say to our Feng family in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion?"
Ren Xifeng also spoke up, "I, the General's Mansion of Pingxi, would also like to hear Princess Qingle's advice, or I can ask my father to go to Prince Ding'an's Mansion and hear what Prince Ding'an has to say. Bai Furong is our sister, no matter how powerful her family is, we are her backers. And Ah Heng, even though she is a concubine of the Feng family, don't forget that she is also the future principal wife of Prince Yu."
Feng Yuheng suddenly laughed, covering her mouth and chuckled, then turned her head and said to the sisters beside her: "It's normal for the noble princess to forget things, but it doesn't matter, I will ask Xuan Tianming to set another fire in the Ding'an Palace to remind Princess Qingle. Princess, you don't have to be polite, Xuan Tianming doesn't mind the effort."
She kept mentioning the name of the King of Yu, and anyone who heard it would naturally understand how close the engaged couple was. Princess Qingle was so angry that her lungs were about to explode, but the people in front of her were not easy to mess with. She had no place to vent her anger, so she glanced at the waiter who was still kneeling on the ground and kicked him.
But as soon as she raised her foot, she suddenly felt something hit her knee. The pain made half of her leg numb, and the foot that was supposed to kick up stopped in mid-air.
She turned her head to look, and then she found that Feng Yuheng had thrown a spoon at her leg. The force was not that strong, just like a big rock falling down, making her leg sore and painful.
Qingle was unwilling to give up. She could not lift her feet but she still had her hands. She bent her waist and pulled the waiter up from the ground, then raised her hand and slapped him again.
The waiter was crying in pain, but he couldn't afford to offend the princess, so he felt so aggrieved that he cried.
Princess Qingle felt a little better after the fight, so she pushed the waiter forward and turned around to look at Feng Yuheng provocatively.
But it would have been better if she hadn't looked. When she turned around, she found that Feng Yuheng had walked up to her at some point. Then, imitating what she had done just now, he grabbed her by the collar, raised his hand, and slapped her in the face three times.
Princess Qingle was stunned by Feng Yuheng. She would never have thought that a little concubine from the Xiangfu would have the guts to hit her. Her cheeks were burning with pain. She wanted to fight back, but she heard Feng Yuheng say, "Don't think I really didn't see you three bumping into each other just now. If you hadn't stretched out a foot and tripped Furong, there would be no such accident. Princess Qingle, when you are looking for trouble, please open your eyes and look at who you are offending! Today I will tell you that I, Feng Yuheng, am half the owner of this Xianya Tower. If my servants are bullied, I will never ignore it. I am returning these three slaps to you, so that you will remember it."
Qingle couldn't listen to her words any more, especially the phrase "half owner of Xianya Tower" which made her very angry. She turned her hand and pulled out a dagger from somewhere on her body!
Ren Xifeng, who grew up in the General's Mansion and practiced martial arts since childhood, had a very sharp eye. He was the first to see this and quickly warned, "Heng, be careful."
Feng Yuheng bent back the moment Qingle pulled out the dagger.
Her slender waist bent at a 90-degree angle without any effort, and Qingle stabbed at her with a dagger, but missed.
Feng Yuheng was extremely angry, and he moved his feet and kicked Qingle in the abdomen.
She could dodge Qingle, but Qingle could never dodge Feng Yuheng. This time, she kicked him hard, causing Qingle to bend over in pain. Feng Yuheng turned around and chopped her on the back, knocking Qingle half-kneeling on the ground.
Then Xuan Tiange said, "Stand up."
Then Feng Yuheng lifted his foot and straightened the man up again.
Qingle was in pain and angry, and almost vomited blood. He raised his head again, looked at Feng Yuheng fiercely and said, "You are so brave!"
Feng Yuheng replied to her: "You are quite courageous. Princess Qingle, I have no intention to oppose you, but you are so aggressive step by step. This person always thinks carefully before speaking and doing things. You have to know whether you can beat the other party before you take action. You want to compare family background, very good, one of us represents the Wenxuan Palace, one represents the Right Prime Minister's Palace, and one represents the Pingxi General's Palace. I am not talented, but I can represent the Yu Palace. Let me ask you, why are you so arrogant in front of us? Who can you afford to offend?"
Qingle was speechless, and even her cousin and several other rich young men who came out of the private room later lost their arrogance. These people brought up by Feng Yuheng, indeed, no one could afford to offend them.
What to do if you can't afford to offend? You can only hide. The cousin stepped forward, clasped his fists towards Feng Yuheng, and said, "Sorry." Then he carried Qingle downstairs. Even after walking a long way, you could still hear Qingle shouting, "Feng Yuheng, just wait! Sooner or later, you will regret it!"
Feng Yuheng laughed and didn't bother to pay attention to her. He just shouted downstairs: "Shopkeeper, don't forget to ask Princess Qingle to pay for the bowl. Give her a discount and just take five taels of silver!"
The waiter who was beaten wiped his tears and thanked Feng Yuheng, then picked up the broken pieces of bowls on the ground and hurried downstairs.
A good meal was ruined by Qingle, so Xuan Tiange asked the waiter to pack up the uneaten dishes in a food box and bring them back to Bai Furong. Bai Furong was slapped by Qingle and was in a very bad mood. She gritted her teeth and ordered two more dishes, which barely calmed her mood.
In the other direction of the restaurant, in the same private room, Xuan Tianhua was leaning back in a chair with a teacup in hand, watching the fun.
From Qingle's identity to suppress Bai Furong, to Feng Yuheng's response to Qingle, to Feng Yuheng's beating Qingle, he saw a series of processes. The prince, who has always been kind and gentle and elegant, couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, only to ask if this is really not the same as the family. He thought that the ninth brother, who has always been willful and acted, would probably not find a suitable marriage in his life, but unexpectedly, in the end, he really found a girl who is more willful and acted more than him.
This is what people often call fate, right?
There was a hint of anticipation in Xuan Tianhua's eyes. He was somewhat curious about the second young lady of the Feng family and wondered what else would happen to her.
On Feng Yuheng's side, several sisters left Xianya Tower and parted ways at the small pier and went back to their respective homes. Before leaving, Feng Yuheng grabbed Xuan Tiange and asked her, "I heard that Princess Ding'an will celebrate her birthday in a few days?"
Xuan Tiange thought about it and nodded, "It seems like the date is almost here. We hold this event every year at this time."
"Are you going?"
"I'm not going." Xuan Tiange snorted contemptuously, "What kind of palace is that? I haven't heard that they have any close relationship with any family. They are just relying on the title of King Ding'an to put on airs. Unfortunately, there is no successor. I don't want to give them this face."
Feng Yuheng was a little puzzled. "The throne is supposed to be hereditary. King Ding'an has no son himself, so why didn't he think of other ways?" For example, adopting one, isn't that normal?
Xuan Tiange told her, "Who could have allowed him to do this? In the past, the Prince of Ding'an didn't want to come here and adopt a child to inherit the throne, but the Emperor's uncle said that adopted children didn't count. Then the Prince of Ding'an made a scene of exchanging the princess for a child, which was exposed by the Emperor's uncle using a blood test more than ten years ago. He was also told that the hereditary throne must be of one's own blood, and if he dared to confuse the royal bloodline again, the title of Prince of Ding'an would be taken off him. Later, he became honest and never dared to think of those crooked ideas again. He obediently waited for death. Now he has a nephew to raise by his side. I heard that he has started some business. I guess he wants to leave a way out for his legitimate daughters and concubines."
Feng Yuheng understood in his heart that it seemed that the current emperor did not like this king of a different surname at all.
"Hey?" Xuan Tiange looked at Feng Yuheng in confusion, "Why did you think of asking about their family's birthday party? You don't want to go, do you?"
Feng Yuheng told her: "It was at the temple that day, when Princess Qingle came to tell my father before she came back."
Xuan Tiange thought for a moment and said, "It seems that the Feng Mansion has never sent anyone there before. They just sent some symbolic gifts. Your eldest sister Feng Chenyu is treated like a treasure by the Feng family. They probably think that the birthday banquet at Prince Ding'an's Mansion is not high enough, so they are waiting to appear at the palace banquet. As for the two younger sisters, I heard that they are too young to be suitable for such an occasion. Now that you are back this year, I wonder what the Feng Mansion is planning." Xuan Tiange said to her while calculating, "If the Feng family wants you to go this year, then I will go with you to save you from being bullied."
Feng Yuheng waved his hand, "No need. If I can't even deal with the Ding'an Palace, how can I enter the Yu Palace in the future!"
Xuan Tiange gave her a thumbs up: "So domineering!"
The domineering Feng Yuheng brought Wang Chuan back to Feng Mansion. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the housekeeper He Zhong coming to greet him: "Second Miss, you are back."
She stopped and asked, "What's the matter?"
He Zhong said: "The old lady has called the third young lady to Shuya Garden, and now she is waiting for you, the second young lady, to come over!"
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