Chapter 10
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Twenty days later, the capital was in sight.
Feng Yu Heng finally let out a sigh of relief. Under the Son of Heaven, it was relatively safe.
The carriage stopped outside the city gates. Yao shi lifted the curtain and looked outside, sighing.
Feng Yu Heng patted the dust off her clothes and comforted her, saying: "Mother, don't be afraid. When we return to the manor, we must tell father about the matter with the driver and have father support us."
Feng Zirui also clenched his small fist: "Father will definitely punish the bad person!"
Granny Sun nodded, "Master will definitely investigate thoroughly for such a servant to appear in the manor."
Yao shi, however, repeatedly waved her hand, "We cannot cause trouble for your father as soon as we return. Us being able to safely return to the manor is already a good thing. As for the driver … just say that he fell to his death along the way. As for the rest, don't bring it up again."
"If it really was the driver that caused the accident, then that would be a good thing. I fear that the one that will not tolerate us is the master of the carriage."
Feng Yu Heng's words caused Yao shi and granny Sun to furrow their brows at the same time.
In truth, everyone had their own guesses; however, nobody wanted to say it like Feng Yu Heng, thus they all spoke up. Granny Sun was a servant and happily thought that her master would be able to live a good life. Although Yao shi no longer had any extravagant hopes for the Feng manor, she still hoped for a peaceful future. The matter with the driver was a thorn in their hearts. They said that they were afraid of trouble and did not want to bring it up, but in reality, they were just lying to themselves.
"Mother, remember, there are times when enduring for a while will not bring peace. Taking a step back will not bring peace." Feng Yu Heng was worried that Yao shi's personality would change, but she also knew that she could not rush it now.
Now … She raised her eyes and looked towards the official road not far away. She saw that the crowd was gradually becoming noisy. In the direction they came from, there was currently a group of people slowly moving towards the city gates under the escort of the common people.
The citizens had clearly come prepared. Feng Yu Heng's carriage was very quickly squeezed into the crowd. A large number of people followed the sound of the horn and began to move out of the city. When they met the group, they automatically split up and stood on either side of the road.
Some were carrying flowers, some were carrying eggs and food, some were carrying wine bowls, and some were carrying children with tears in their eyes.
Some of them even knelt down and kowtowed to the team.
Feng Yu Heng looked toward the troops and saw that behind the vanguard, there was a luxurious carriage that was heavily protected. The carriage was surrounded by a navy blue curtain. Four soldiers stood at the four corners, wearing heavy armor and holding long swords in their hands. Their expressions were solemn.
The commoners kowtowed to the carriage. She heard everyone saying, "The Ninth Prince won the battle two years earlier than the Emperor's deadline. He's the God of War of our Dashun!"
"Long live the Ninth Prince!"
Everyone knelt down. For a moment, Feng Yu Heng's carriage seemed particularly out of place.
However, no one paid much attention to them. The Ninth Prince returned in triumph, and everyone was busy cheering and singing his praises. There were commoners constantly handing wine bowls to the soldiers.
But no one answered.
The commoners were used to it and only knew that the military rules were strict. Feng Yu Heng found that in this mighty procession, there was no trace of the joy of a triumphant return. Even the vanguard at the front had a gloomy expression.
But it was a fact that the Ninth Prince won the battle. She had confirmed this many times along the way. All the relay stations were reporting this joyous event, and the streets were filled with good news.
Whether it was joyous or not, there must be a reason.
She looked at the carriage again, and her gaze became even more inquisitive. Coincidentally, when the carriage passed by, a gust of wind blew and lifted the curtain.
Inside the curtain, there was a face wearing a golden mask. From the nose to the forehead, it was completely covered by the mask. Only a small hole was opened between the eyebrows, and one could faintly see a faint purple color.
Feng Yu Heng unconsciously stood up in the carriage and stared at the curtain in front of her that was blown up and closed by the wind. It was blown up and closed again. She placed her hand on her chest and her breathing became irregular.
Yao shi and the other two also came out of the carriage. Seeing her like this, they treated it as a normal reaction from seeing such a grand scene and did not ask anything. But when Feng Yu Heng saw that purple color, a great wave suddenly rose in her heart.
It's him!
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