Because of Han's fainting, the whole courtyard was in a panic. Feng Fendai knew that she had caused trouble, but she was unwilling to go forward to see how her mother was, so she simply turned around and ran out. Dear, search for "Eye & Quick" on Baidu, and watch a lot for free.
Meanwhile, at Songyuan, Feng Jinyuan was staring blankly at the three million taels of silver notes brought by Shen Wanliang.
Three million, he really wanted it. There were many places to spend money right now. Feng Mansion was fine, but the Third Prince had to make some substantial gestures. Although the Shen family had sent the money, it was conditional.
“Brother-in-law.” Shen Wanliang advised earnestly, “My sister has a lot of problems, and our Shen family knows this, but even if you don’t consider the years of husband and wife relationship, you have to think about Chen Yu!”
"Chenyu will always be the legitimate daughter of my Feng family." Feng Jinyuan was firm on this point.
Shen Wanliang shook his head and said, "Brother-in-law knows how powerful the second daughter of the Feng family is. Chenyu took her position as the legitimate daughter, and she came back for revenge. With her ruthless methods, I'm afraid she will eat Chenyu until there is nothing left. What's more, the ninth prince has no hope of becoming the crown prince. If the Feng family is destined to only have one daughter...it's better to keep Chenyu."
Feng Jinyuan's face darkened, "Are you going to interfere in my Feng family's affairs?"
"I dare not." Shen Wanliang bowed quickly, "I am just worried about my brother-in-law. Chen Yu has grown up like this, and with Taoist Zi Yang's words back then, my brother-in-law must not give up on her!"
Feng Jinyuan was annoyed by what he said, but in fact, he thought the same as Shen Wanliang. No matter how powerful Feng Yuheng was at the moment, the Ninth Prince would never be the emperor. Even if she had the support of Prince Yu, Prince Chun, and the Prince Wenxuan's Mansion, what would it matter? If the emperor passed away one day, how could the new emperor allow the Ninth Prince to continue to act recklessly?
He put the banknote into his sleeve and said to Shen Wanliang, "I have my own plan for this matter, you can go back now."
When Shen Wanliang saw Feng Jinyuan accept the banknote, he felt relieved. As long as Feng Jinyuan accepted the money, that was good. He was also a smart man and would never do anything that pressed him. Since Feng Jinyuan said so, he would go back and wait. It would not be long before his sister would return home.
After Shen Wanliang left, the secret guard appeared in front of Feng Jinyuan again, and Feng Jinyuan asked him, "Is everything quiet at Pudu Temple?"
The secret guard replied: "Since the last contact with the Shen family, the eldest lady has stopped crying and can even do some work with the nuns during the day."
Feng Jinyuan nodded: "It seems that her brother has given her a way to save her life. Well, you can go down now."
The secret guard disappeared.
Feng Jinyuan thought about going back to Han's place, but after leaving Songyuan, he couldn't help but walk towards Ruyi Courtyard. Jin Zhen was young after all, and there was always a rope that pulled Feng Jinyuan, making him unable to stop.
When he arrived at Ruyi Courtyard, Jin Zhen had just heard the news that Han had fainted because of her anger towards Fendai. Seeing Feng Jinyuan coming over here as if nothing had happened, she knew that he must not have heard about it yet. She quickly instructed the maid guarding the courtyard: "No matter who comes, no matter what, do not disturb the master. If anyone cries, drag them out directly and far away."
The girl nodded in response, and Feng Jinyuan's voice also rang out: "It's the middle of the night, why don't you rest?"
Jin Zhen quickly put on that seductive smile and answered him in a soft voice: "If I fall asleep, there will be no one waiting for you, Master." As she spoke, she hooked Feng Jinyuan's waist belt and pulled him into the house.
It's just that Feng Jinyuan was a little distracted today. Jin Zhen thought he had good skills, but he still couldn't dispel Feng Jinyuan's desire to chat with him.
She simply sat up and asked Feng Jinyuan while massaging his legs, "Is there something on your mind, Master?"
Feng Jinyuan pondered for a while, then grabbed Jin Zhen's wrist, looked at the scar on her forearm and asked, "How did you get this?"
Jin Zhen felt a little warm in her heart, and immediately acted aggrieved: "I did something wrong before, and was scalded by the Madam."
"Perm?" Feng Jinyuan frowned, "What did she use to perm?"
Jin Zhen told him, "It's a red-hot iron block. That's what the Madam uses to punish her servants. If anyone doesn't do what she wants, she'll burn them in a brazier and burn only the parts of their clothes that can be covered."
Feng Jinyuan was filled with anger, and he sat up suddenly, remaining silent for a long time.
Just when Jin Zhen thought that he felt sorry for her being burned like this by Shen, and was about to say a few words to comfort her, she heard Feng Jinyuan say: "She has always had that temper. The Shen family lived a comfortable life when they were in the old house, and she is the only daughter. She has been spoiled. Don't hate her too much."
Jin Zhen blinked, not quite reacting to Feng Jinyuan's words. Was he speaking well of Shen? But... why? Wasn't Shen sent to the temple? Could it be that this was going to revive?
"What are you talking about, Master?" She was a smart woman. Feng Jinyuan had his reasons for saying this, so she had to go along with him at this moment. "I have always been the Madam's servant. If I did something wrong, I should be punished. Why would I hold a grudge against you?"
Feng Jinyuan nodded, "It's good that you think this way. Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly in the future. In the future, you will also have children for my Feng family. If you have a son or a daughter, I will definitely treat them well."
When Jin Zhen heard this, her stomach started churning again. She turned her head away and pretended to be shy, finally suppressing the nausea.
"Go to sleep." Feng Jinyuan pulled her into the quilt, and they both fell asleep with their own thoughts.
But Jin Zhen couldn't sleep at all. The message Feng Jinyuan conveyed was that Shen was about to turn over again, which was not a good sign.
The next morning, before Feng Yuheng could go to pay respects to the old lady, Jin Zhen came hurriedly. Feng Yuheng saw this and thought that he could not go to Shuya Garden, so he told Yao to apologize to the old lady, and then took Jin Zhen back to the room.
"Second Miss." Jin Zhen was very anxious. "Last time, I talked to Second Miss about this matter. Has Second Miss made a decision?"
Feng Yuxing raised his eyebrows, "I said, that was a life. Although I understand medical principles, it is to save people, not to kill people."
"This child is not even considered a person yet." Jin Zhen hurriedly explained, "I volunteered, so if there is any sin, it is my own, not the Second Miss's." She thought about it again, and simply said, "Second Miss, if you give me a medicine that can make this pregnancy go away, I... I will give Second Miss a great gift."
"Oh?" Feng Yuheng was very surprised by this, but then she remembered that Ban Zuo told her last night that the Shen family had entered the Feng Mansion, and she had talked with Feng Jinyuan for a long time. She had a rough idea in her mind that it was probably related to the Shen family. Jin Zhen must have known something. "You go back, I'll think about it."
"Second Miss." Jin Zhen said helplessly, "Second Miss, please hurry up!" She stroked her belly as she spoke, "If it's not too long... I'm afraid we won't be able to hide it anymore."
Feng Yuheng nodded and sent Jin Zhen away.
With a fetus of more than two months, she did not have much time to hesitate. Otherwise, if she waited for three months to show her pregnancy, she would not be able to hide it. Moreover, it would be more dangerous to use medicine to abort the baby after three months.
She sighed helplessly. It seemed that she had to help Jin Zhen with an abortion. After all, it would not be good for her if Jin Zhen's affair was exposed. But now she lacked an opportunity. This child could not be aborted in vain. But she didn't know what the great gift Jin Zhen was talking about was.
"Ban Zou." She called out, and Ban Zou immediately showed up. Feng Yuheng wanted to ask Ban Zou several times where he usually hid and slept, but she thought that the secret guards were not willing to reveal their affairs to others easily, so she gave up. "Go to Pudu Temple and see if there is any movement from the Shen family."
Ban Zou nodded and asked, "Now?"
"Yes, now."
"Then Master, please don't leave the house."
Feng Yuheng stroked his forehead, "Got it."
Ban Zou disappeared. She looked around for a while and guessed that Ban Zou had gone far away, so she called Wang Chuan over, "Quick, change into ordinary clothes, let's go to Ding'an Palace to take a look."
Wang Chuan curled his lips, "Who just promised that Ban would not be able to leave the house?"
"It's okay!" Feng Yuheng patted Wang Chuan's shoulder, "We're not leaving the capital, there's no danger in broad daylight."
Wang Chuan thought about it and it was true. The Ninth Prince's men were everywhere in the capital, and there were even secret sentries at the Ding'an Palace. If an accident happened, she could call out her own people to protect Feng Yuheng at any time. So she agreed, went back to the house to change clothes, and followed Feng Yuheng and the others out of the Feng Palace.
It was not until she walked on the streets of the capital that Feng Yuheng realized the impact of the burning of Prince Ding'an's mansion in the capital. Not only were people walking around in the streets talking about it, but even the storytellers in the teahouses told it to everyone. Those who couldn't afford the tea but still wanted to hear the story would lean over the windows of the teahouses and look in, fearing that they would miss every detail.
Feng Yuheng listened for a while, shook his head and laughed: "Stories are just stories, exaggerated. No matter what, it can't burn Ding'an Palace to the ground. How big a fire would that be!"
A passerby heard her and said disapprovingly, "Miss, you don't know that the fire yesterday started just after noon and lasted until late at night. All the horses raised in the Ding'an Palace were burned to ashes."
Feng Yuheng perked up: "Where's that man? The horses were burned to death, did the man escape?"
"I heard that Princess Qingle's hair was burned off, and Princess Ding'an's eyebrows were burned off." The man shook his head as he spoke, "I don't know if it's true or not."
Feng Yuheng didn't ask any more questions, and pulled Wang Chuan to quicken their pace towards Ding'an Palace. She was really looking forward to Xuan Tianming's masterpiece. If the fire really burned for as long as people said, what would be left of Ding'an Palace?
The two of them almost trotted all the way to Ding'an Palace. When they were almost there, Feng Yuheng looked around and saw that it was completely empty. She asked Wang Chuan curiously, "Did we take the wrong road?"
Wang Chuan shook his head, "Yes, it's here."
"What about the palace?"
Wangchuan pointed to the place in front where a group of people were gathered: "It should have been there originally."
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