Chapter 5 Is mother such a good actor?

"This is the little beggar I brought back from outside the mansion yesterday." Song Shuqing explained lightly.

At this time, Feng Tianxing had already changed into the girl's clothes that she had someone buy early in the morning. She looked completely different from when she was begging at the gate.

Although there was not much flesh on her round face, her eyes were particularly bright. It was these eyes that made the other people feel that she looked very much like Song Shuqing who was holding her.

"Sister-in-law, why did you bring a little beggar to mother?" Feng Ruyue had a look of disgust on her face, as if she saw something dirty.

"This child and I have a destiny, I plan to adopt this child." Song Shuqing said slowly.

"Ah Qing, the Marquis is seriously injured now, and Yuan Jie is only three years old. Why did you bring back a beggar who has nothing to do with you?" Ruan Ruoying picked up the tea next to her, took a sip, and put down the teacup with some displeasure, making a crisp sound.

"Mother, I think this child is a lucky star. My husband was injured so badly yesterday, but he is still alive now. Maybe it's because I adopted this child and accumulated blessings." Song Shuqing was rarely tough.

[Good job, mother, you should be tough when you need to be tough.] Feng Tianxing was very happy when she heard Song Shuqing say that she was a lucky star. She looked at the people in the room with her round eyes, and each of them had a different expression.

Song Shuqing also paid attention to the reactions of several people.

Seeing that none of them had any strange expressions, it meant that they could not hear Feng Tianxing's inner voice, so she felt relieved.

Ruan Ruoying stared at the eldest daughter-in-law who was usually kind and filial for a few moments.

What's going on?

She also looked at Feng Tianxing's face for a few moments and suppressed her suspicion.

After greeting, Song Shuqing planned to leave.

Now she felt uncomfortable when she saw the people from the second house.

But before she could say goodbye, she heard the sound of trotting footsteps coming from outside the door.

"Madam, someone is coming from the palace." Cuiping ran in hurriedly without waiting for the announcement.

Someone coming to the palace is no small matter.

Although Wu'an Marquis's Mansion has a title, Feng Zuwen himself does not hold a high official position. He is only a lieutenant general in the imperial guards, a third-rank official.

The Imperial Guards guard the entire imperial city.

A stolen tribute should have been handled by the Dali Temple, but because the thief was too powerful, the Imperial Guards were asked to help.

Feng Zuwen took on the task and was injured.

Song Shuqing hurried back to Luoxia Courtyard, and sure enough, she saw a eunuch leading two palace maids holding trays standing in the courtyard.

Feng Yuanhao was sitting in a wheelchair and greeting them.

"Eunuch Ren, thank you for your help." Song Shuqing immediately stepped forward to greet him.

She knew the man, who was one of the emperor's useful attendants.

"Madam Hou is too polite. We are here to visit the Marquis on the emperor's orders. We also bring precious medicinal materials to the Marquis." As he said that, he motioned the two palace maids behind him to come forward and hand the things to Song Shuqing.

Song Shuqing took it personally, thanking the emperor for the gift.

Eunuch Ren didn't say much, and went into the room to see the Marquis.

At this time, Feng Zuwen was "unconscious".

In order to make it look realistic, he drank a tranquilizing soup and fell asleep directly.

His face was painted with makeup by Song Shuqing, and it looked pale, and it was obvious that he had lost too much blood.

"Madam, how is the Marquis?" Eunuch Ren sighed when he saw Feng Zuwen's half-dead appearance.

Song Shuqing naturally "answered truthfully" and stepped forward to lift up her clothes. The gauze that was wrapped around her body last night was still stained with blood, and the blood that seeped out had stained a large area.

Song Shuqing had tears in her eyes, and Feng Yuanhao was not much better.

"Madam, please take good care of the Marquis. The Emperor has granted him three months of rest. He can go back to work after he has recovered." Eunuch Ren conveyed the Emperor's order.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Song Shuqing squatted and saluted.

"The Emperor is also concerned about the Prince's leg. Do you want to continue to hire a doctor?" Eunuch Ren looked at Feng Yuanhao's leg and asked.

In fact, it was also a test. If he couldn't get better, the position of the Prince would have to be given up. Now that the Marquis was seriously injured, Doctor Hong had already reported Feng Zuwen's injury to the Emperor yesterday.

If he died, the title of the Marquis would have to be re-awarded.

"Father has been looking for a famous doctor for me. I heard from father that he has found another miracle doctor and is preparing to invite him." Feng Yuanhao replied respectfully, leaving a lot of room for maneuver. Just

as Eunuch Ren had finished his work and left, the Marquis' Mansion had another guest.

The visitors turned out to be Xue Jingwen and his wife.

Xue Jingwen was the Minister of Works, a third-rank official. Although he was of the same rank as the Marquis, civil officials and military generals were completely different. The

third-rank civil officials had great powers, while the third-rank military generals were much different. To put it bluntly, in peacetime, military generals were just there to be taken care of in their old age in the capital, unless they were guarding the border.

But the Feng family was a Marquis' Mansion, and their status was much higher than his.

Song Shuqing was very happy, because his daughter Xue Yarong and Yuan Hao had been engaged for a long time, and these were future in-laws.

The two children were seventeen and sixteen, just the right age to get married. The fact

that they could come to visit the Marquis first showed that they valued this marriage very much.

Especially since Feng Yuanhao had been paralyzed for more than two years, they had not proposed to cancel the engagement, which touched Song Shuqing.

"Master Xue, Madam Xue." Song Shuqing came forward to greet them warmly, holding Feng Tianxing's hand all the time.

"Madam Feng." Xue Jingwen and his wife politely returned the greeting.

Feng Yuanhao also came forward to greet them.

But his legs were inconvenient, so he could only greet them verbally.

Then he led them to the upper room to sit down, and the maid served tea and left.

Song Shuqing held Feng Tianxing in his arms and sat on her lap.

"Madam Feng, I heard that the marquis was seriously injured yesterday, so I came to visit him." Madam Xue Qin Huanqiao glanced at Feng Yuanhao's legs hanging under the wheelchair.

Everyone saw this look.

Feng Tianxing's eyes also turned. She also remembered that this was the family her eldest brother was engaged to.

Feng Yuanhao unconsciously straightened his clothes and tried to block the attack.

"Thank you Madam Xue for your concern. The Marquis was indeed dangerous yesterday..."

[Mother, if you say it more seriously, you can test people's hearts.] Feng Tianxing knew that Feng Yuanhao would be alone in the end.

Hearing this, Song Shuqing paused for a moment, and continued: "I don't know if the Marquis can get through this. The dagger hit the heart. I was scared to tears several times yesterday. Fortunately, the Marquis is still alive now."

Song Shuqing's tears fell freely.

[Mother is so good at acting?] Feng Tianxing was dumbfounded, looked up at Song Shuqing, raised her hand and wiped her tears with her sleeve.

These words almost made Song Shuqing stutter. She immediately pulled down Feng Tianxing's hand, wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and covered her face.

Xue Jingwen and his wife looked at each other.

Qin Huanqiao nodded gently.

"Madam Feng, let's go see the Marquis first." Xue Jingwen still wanted to confirm it.

The group went to the bedroom, and when they saw Feng Zuwen lying lifeless on the bed, and the blood-red gauze, it was shocking. Returning to

the main room and sitting down, Xue Jingwen drank a sip of slightly cool tea and suppressed the reluctance in his heart.

The Marquis is a bit sad! If he can't make it, the future of this Marquis's mansion can be imagined.

He has been an official for more than ten years, and he has seen Feng Zuwu of the second house very well. How could he be without ambition?

Otherwise, why would he marry the third granddaughter of Duke Zheng? Even Feng Zuwen, a military general, couldn't understand.

"Madam Feng, our two children are grown up and have reached the age to get married.

But my daughter always makes people laugh when she goes out. She hasn't been out for more than half a year.

We as parents feel sad..." Qin Huanqiao wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, and the image of a mother who was worried about her child was just right.

Song Shuqing was so disappointed after hearing this.

Feng Yuanhao also looked at his "future parents-in-law" with wide eyes.

"Madam Xue, what do you mean..." Song Shuqing looked at Qin Huanqiao in disbelief.