Feng Jinyuan was also very unhappy about the impoliteness of Prince Ding'an, and stood up to remind him: "Please be careful, Your Majesty. Go quickly and be quick."
Prince Ding'an quickly stepped back and looked at Feng Yuheng and said, "Miss Feng Er, please stay. I do have something to ask of you. Please help me."
"How can a little concubine like me help the prince?"
"This..." Prince Ding'an was a little embarrassed. It was really hard to talk about Qingle's matter. What's more, Feng Yuheng was still a victim. Even Prince Ding'an himself felt that it was a bit unreasonable to ask her to help Qingle. But she was his daughter after all. No matter how angry he was, he had to find a way out for his daughter. "Please ask Miss Feng to say a few good words in front of His Royal Highness Prince Chun, and ask His Royal Highness not to report what happened that day to the emperor." Prince Ding'an felt that his old face was about to be humiliated by Qingle.
But Feng Yuheng kept asking: "What happened that day? Which day? What happened?"
Prince Ding'an was a little upset, "It was on the day of the princess' birthday banquet... in the back hall."
"Oh, it's about Princess Qingle bathing with a man and being seen by everyone."
Feng Yuheng's words almost made Prince Ding'an faint from anger. He thought to himself, it's enough for you to know it in your heart. Is it necessary to say it so clearly?
"Ah Heng really doesn't understand what the prince is thinking." Feng Yuheng's face turned cold, and he turned to Feng Jinyuan and said, "I think my father has also inquired about what happened that day. At that time, Princess Qingle said in front of everyone that she didn't want to marry the man who bathed with her. She wanted to marry her daughter's fiancé, that is, His Royal Highness Prince Yu. Today, Prince Ding'an came to the mansion in person and asked his daughter to plead with His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince. Is he forcing his daughter to give up the position of Prince Yu's principal wife?"
“No, no!” Prince Ding’an didn’t wait for Feng Jinyuan to speak, and quickly expressed his attitude, “Second Miss, don’t worry. I will strictly discipline Qingle and will never interfere with the marriage between Second Miss and Prince Yu.”
"Really?" Feng Yuheng looked at Prince Ding'an in confusion, "Your Highness, are you sure you can be the master of Princess Qingle? Then why did you kneel before the emperor to ask for a marriage at the instigation of Princess Qingle a few years ago? I know you are the prince, and we are a small family and a small mansion. Naturally, we can't compare with the royal mansion, so my father endured it. Now Princess Qingle is still clamoring to marry Prince Yu, father-" She said to Feng Jinyuan: "You are the prime minister of the dynasty! Why do you have to suffer such humiliation?"
She transferred her own bullying to Feng Jinyuan, and Feng Jinyuan felt that Ding'an Palace was really bullying too much, and couldn't help but question Ding'an Wang: "Why did the prince make things difficult for my Feng family?"
Prince Ding'an was speechless. The anger that he had been suppressing in his heart suddenly rose up, and he pointed at Feng Jinyuan in anger - "Don't be ungrateful! I am the dignified Prince Ding'an, and you, a prime minister, are below my rank. What qualifications do you have to show off in front of me?"
Feng Jinyuan laughed, "Your Majesty, if I remember correctly, it was you who took the initiative to come to my house, and your Majesty, don't forget, this is my Feng Mansion! You are the one showing off!"
"You..." Prince Ding'an stamped his feet in anger, "Okay! Okay! Feng Jinyuan, don't be too proud. I came to your mansion today to give you face. Don't think that I don't dare to report you to the emperor!"
"Then please come in, Your Highness! I think the Seventh Prince has already told the Emperor about Princess Qingle's wedding, and the Emperor is waiting to see you and grant Princess Qingle a marriage."
Feng Yuheng also laughed, "Why is your Highness so angry? Your family is about to have a wedding, you should be happy."
Prince Ding'an was furious at the father and daughter's singing and shouting, but before he could get angry, the voice of the servant outside the door rang out, saying, "Master! The guards of Prince Ding'an's mansion want to see you."
"Hmm?" Prince Ding'an was stunned, and then he asked casually, "What's the matter?"
The servant pushed the door open and came in, followed by the guards of Prince Ding'an's mansion. The guards didn't even look at Feng Jinyuan, and said to Prince Ding'an anxiously, "Your Highness, something is wrong. Please go back to the mansion as soon as possible! Our mansion has been burned down by the Ninth Prince again!"
"What?" Prince Ding'an was shocked, and Feng Jinyuan was also shocked, but Feng Yuheng couldn't help but burst out laughing. Prince Ding'an was angry and glared at Feng Yuheng and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Feng Yuheng opened her eyes wide for no reason and replied, "My Lord, I am just smiling in my own home, why are you so angry?"
Feng Jinyuan didn't want to watch the two bickering anymore, so he simply ordered them to leave: "Such a big thing happened in the palace, how can Your Majesty still have the mood to bicker with my little daughter? She is only twelve years old!" You are a grown-up, and you quarrel with a twelve-year-old girl, and you don't even think it's shameful.
Prince Ding'an also reacted, flicked his sleeves and left in a hurry.
Songyuan's servant followed the two of them all the way out of the mansion, and finally, only the father and daughter were left in the study.
Feng Jinyuan looked at his second daughter and couldn't help but ask, "Did you know in advance that His Royal Highness burned down the Ding'an Palace?"
Feng Yuheng shook his head honestly, "I really don't know."
Feng Jinyuan smiled bitterly, "I think His Highness is venting his anger for you."
"It's also to vent the anger of the Feng family." Feng Yuheng looked at Feng Jinyuan and said, "On the day of the birthday banquet at the Ding'an Palace, Ah Heng was not the only one who suffered injustice. The eldest sister and the third sister also suffered great injustice. Not to mention that the eldest sister's amazing piano skills were played by a group of servants, let's talk about the third sister. Although she is a concubine, she was splashed with tea on her skirt by the servants for no reason. What's going on?"
Feng Jinyuan nodded, "Father knows that you are all angry. Didn't father not treat Prince Ding'an well today? You have to understand that father is also under great pressure to do this."
Feng Yuheng was grateful for this. She was very satisfied with Feng Jinyuan's attitude today. So she gave him a smile and said, "Don't worry, father. If Prince Ding'an really wants to make trouble in front of the emperor, Ah Heng will definitely ask His Royal Highness Prince Yu to help the family. But I think Prince Ding'an doesn't have time to bother with us. I don't know what happened to his house after it was burned down."
Feng Jinyuan sighed: "The Ninth Prince has had this temper since he was young. I hope he will treat you differently in the future. Remember, don't anger him. He is moody. Who knows if he will be nice to you today and suddenly turn hostile tomorrow."
"Thank you, father. I've got it all down." Feng Yuheng said this very sincerely. Since returning to the palace, Feng Jinyuan finally looked like a father. "Oh, by the way." She suddenly remembered something, reached into her sleeve, took out a purse and handed it to Feng Jinyuan: "This is what my elder sister gave to His Royal Highness Prince Chun at the birthday banquet that day. If His Royal Highness Prince Chun doesn't want it, I'll let my daughter bring it back to my father, and also said that he can let go of my elder sister for this matter, but if it happens again, please go and talk to His Royal Highness Prince Chun in person."
Feng Jinyuan was very angry when he stared at the purse. Chenyu was not good at needlework, and the stitches on the purse were awkward, and it was obvious that it was made by her. But he had clearly warned Chenyu not to associate with men before the Feng family made their position clear, so why didn't Chenyu listen to his advice?
He reached out to take the purse and waved at Feng Yuheng: "Go back!" He was a little confused. He knew that few women could resist the look of His Royal Highness Prince Chun. But he never expected that, knowing the fate of her future, she would still be attracted to that man.
When Feng Yuheng returned to Tongshengxuan, Huang Quan had just returned from Pudu Temple. She went to deliver medicine to Manxi, and also brought back the news from Manxi: "Miss, Manxi said that someone from the Shen family had been to Pudu Temple two days ago, but the nun in the temple did not let them meet. However, Shen did not keep Manxi to watch at night. Manxi secretly looked into Shen's room at night and saw that the candle in the room had been burning for half the night."
Feng Yuheng sneered. How could the Shen family watch Shen suffer in the nunnery? They would always find a way to get her out. But they didn't know what method they would use, and whether this method would come at the expense of other people.
At this time, in Han's courtyard, Feng Fendai, whose arm was gradually getting better, was no longer curled up on the bed. The doctor put a white cotton band around her neck, and she used the band to support her arm and walked around the room again and again.
The servants in the room had been sent away long ago, leaving only her and Han.
Han sat on the chair, looking at Fendai whose temper was becoming increasingly irritable, and felt a little afraid of her.
Last time Wang Chuan sent the shoes to Fendai and said that the shoes were bought with the 50,000 taels of silver that was originally used to buy her makeup, Fendai went crazy and started fighting with her after Wang Chuan left. After all, she was a mother and she was concerned about Fendai's injuries, so she didn't dare to push or touch her. She was beaten by Fendai several times, and her forehead was broken and her face was swollen. Han was really worried that Fendai would attack again.
But this time, Fen Dai seemed to have a new idea. After walking around the room a few times, she stopped and looked at Han, thinking hard.
Han wanted to ask her what she was thinking about, but Fendai took the initiative to speak, saying, "Auntie, while Shen is not in the house, why don't you hurry up and give father a son?"
Han's heart was moved, but she immediately sighed: "Since Jin Zhen was born, how long has your father not come to this courtyard?"
"Everything depends on human effort. As long as you want, there will always be a way."
On the one hand, Feng Fendai racked her brains to make Han pregnant, while on the other hand, Feng Jinyuan broke the habit of going to Ruyi Courtyard for the first time. When it was time to go to bed, he actually walked towards Tongshengxuan.
He remembered what the old lady had said a few days ago, that Yao was also his woman, and he didn't have to make her his mistress, but he couldn't always leave her aside and not care about her.
Feng Jinyuan felt that his performance in front of King Ding'an today had more or less left a good impression on Feng Yuheng. He took this opportunity to give Yao another sweet treat, and perhaps the relationship with this daughter could be eased.
Besides, the Ninth Prince was willful when he was young, but now he has grown up after all, and it is a bit unreasonable for him to burn the palace for no reason. After thinking about it, there is only one possibility - the emperor instructed it. Only with the emperor's approval, the Ninth Prince can burn it without restraint. He must think of sending someone to find out what happened to Ding'an Prince's Palace tomorrow.
At this time in Tongshengxuan, Feng Yuheng and Feng Zirui were still awake, but Yao was ready to rest. Just after she finished washing up, Nanny Sun came in and said to her anxiously, "Madam, the master is coming this way."
"What?" Yao was startled and asked subconsciously, "What is he doing here?"
Nanny Sun turned her head to look at the dark sky outside and guessed, "Could it be that the master is going to rest here tonight?"
Yao Shi was not very upset, but she felt sick. She had given birth to children for Feng Jinyuan, but so many things had happened in between, and that man actually wanted to come and sleep with her. It was awkward no matter how she thought about it.
"Let Qingling go and inform the second young lady." Yao ordered with a cold face, and at the same time grabbed the coat she had taken off and put it on again.
At this time, Feng Jinyuan's voice was heard outside the door——"Qianrou, are you resting?"
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