The familiar voice caused Feng Yu Heng's lips to curl into a playful smile, and the hearts of the Bu family sank to an absolute low.
The Ninth Prince, Xuan Tianming. Why had he come?
The Bu family never thought that the Ninth Prince would come to offer his condolences because Lord Bu's death was directly related to Xuan Tianming's imperial concubine mother, Yun Pian Pian. No matter who came, he would not come.
But there were people who did not play by the rules. The more unlikely they were to come, the more they would come.
There was nothing Bu Bai Qi could do. He led everyone in the Bu family to kneel in front of the imperial carriage. He took the lead and said: "Greetings to his Highness Prince Yu."
The curtain of the imperial carriage was lifted, and a wheelchair flew out. Sitting on it was impressively Xuan Tianming, wearing a purple robe and a golden mask. As for the man in green clothes behind him who got out of the carriage and stood with his hands behind his back, it was the seventh prince, Xuan Tian Hua.
Bu Bai Qi quickly added: "Long live his Highness Prince Chun."
Everyone in the Bu family repeated this in unison. The Bu matriarch's heart leapt to her throat. Intuition told her that these two princes definitely did not come to offer their condolences.
But at this time, Bu Bai Qi had already spoken "For your Highnesses to come and offer your condolences to my father, the Bu manor is deeply honored."
Xuan Tianming furrowed his brow and asked: "Hm?"
Feng Yu Heng looked at this scene with amusement. Her gaze fell on the purple robes that Xuan Tianming was accustomed to wearing. How could someone dressed like this have come to offer condolences. It seemed that the Bu family was the same as Feng Chen Yu. They liked to take things for granted.
Xuan Tianming's question also stopped Bu Bai Qi. He did not understand what Xuan Tianming meant, but he did not dare ask. He could only stand there, unable to say a single word.
It was Xuan Tianhua that gave an explanation: "Lord Bu has misunderstood. I and Ninth Brother were heading towards the military camp in the suburbs of the capital and just happened to pass by here. I heard that younger sister-in-law followed the Feng family's old madam to the Bu manor to mourn, so I thought of coming over to take a look. "
Bu Bai Qi's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He thought that he had really talked too much. The more he said, the more mistakes he would make.
Xuan Tianming also opened his mouth and said in a strange voice, "Luckily, I came. Otherwise, wouldn't our family's Heng Heng be bullied to death by you?" As he spoke, he waved at Feng Yu Heng. She walked forward and placed her small hand in his big hand. Xuan Tianming asked Noble Consort Bu, "Bu Bai Ping, do you feel uncomfortable lying down like this and want to close your eyes and lie down?"
Feng Yu Heng almost laughed out loud. She quickly lowered her head, thinking that she should at least leave some face for the Bu Clan.
If he were to lie down with his eyes closed, wouldn't he be dead?
The dignified head imperial concubine was rendered completely speechless by his words; however, Xuan Tian Ming added: "This prince can help you achieve your goal."
Bu Bai Ping's face turned white from fear. She still remembered how Xuan Tianming had whipped the emperor's favored consort to death. That whip was truly merciless, not even blinking an eye.
What was even more frightening was that the emperor did not blame him. Instead, he sent people to carry that favored consort out and bury her. The favoritism of the past was like a fleeting cloud. Even that favored consort's maternal family was implicated. Of the forty-five people in the family, not a single one survived.
She understood that in the emperor's heart, women and sons could not be mentioned in the same breath, especially women like her who did not have sons.
The people of the Bu Family did not dare to make a sound. Some of the younger children had their mouths covered by the adults, afraid that they would say something wrong and anger the god of plagues.
But the god of plagues did not have the time to pay attention to them. He only cared about talking to his future wife. It was just that the words that came out of his mouth were not very pleasant to hear "A second rank official has died. What have you come to mourn?"
"It's a favor, I guess."
"Your father is a standard first rank official and the current prime minister. What favor does he have with a lowly second rank official?"
"You can't say it like that. Everyone is the emperor's officials. We must all get along!"
"He's already dead. Who will he get along with? As I see it, Feng Jin Yuan has also grown tired of living. "
Feng Yu Heng glared at him: "Pay attention to what you say in front of outsiders."
"Un, either way, your family has given the Bu family plenty of face, but since they do not want the face given, there is no need to go in. Let's go. Go back and get your Hou Yi bow. I will bring you around the military camp. "
The two spoke as if there was no one else present, but in reality, there was a great deal of information revealed. Especially the last sentence. When the members of the Bu family heard that the Hou Yi bow was in Feng Yu Heng's hands, they all inhaled sharply.
Bu Ni Shang was even more resentful!
It turned out that in the archery competition, Feng Yu Heng had not just won the phoenix hairpin. She had also won a treasure like the Hou Yi bow.
Seeing the Bu family's matriarch glare at her, Bu Ni Shang lowered her head. She knew that she had lost too miserably.
"No need." Feng Yu Heng spoke up once more, pulling Xuan Tianming's arm and shaking it: "Since you have already come, it would be best to go in and offer some incense. After all, on that day, Lord Minister died in front of me. If I don't offer some incense, I will feel uneasy. "
"That's fine." Xuan Tianming still did not look at anyone else. His eyes were filled with his future official princess. "But if you want to go in, you must bring out the bearing of a member of the imperial family. Do not lose face for I, and most importantly, do not lose face for father Emperor!"
"I know." She revealed a faint smile, her words very obedient.
Xuan Tianming straightened his body and reached out to rub her head. He then heard Bu Ni Shang's voice: "Your highness, don't you think that the Feng family's second young miss is too arrogant?"
Xuan Tianming did not bicker with her, nor was he angry. He only asked back: "I am happy to spoil her like this. What, do you have an opinion?"
Bu Ni Shang's face was filled with jealousy, but her eyes were filled with stubbornness. They were both engaged to princes, so why did the fourth prince treat her so differently than the Ninth Prince treated Feng Yu Heng?
She was unwilling!
At this point, Xuan Tianming and Xuan Tianhua were not prepared to stay here any longer. The two of them gave Feng Yu Heng a few more words before leaving the carriage.
Everyone present knelt on the ground to send them off. Only when the carriage began to slowly move did the Bu family let out a sigh of relief.
But at this time, they heard Xuan Tian Ming's voice come from the imperial carriage that was getting further and further away. It could be clearly heard: "People of the Bu family, you must remember to go to the Feng manor and kowtow to the deceased head madam. Kowtow from the entrance to the memorial tablet. You must not miss a single step."
Immediately following, Xuan Tianhua's otherworldly voice also came. He was actually warning Bu Ni Shang: "Girls should not have too strong of a desire to win. Sometimes, the more certain something is, the more likely it is to lose."
Bu Ni Shang lowered her head. Her mind was filled with how well Xuan Tianming treated Feng Yu Heng. The more she thought about it, the more sullen she felt.
As for that head consort Bu Bai Ping, she had already lost her previous imposing manner. She lay on the stretcher with her face facing the sky. Her eyes were empty.
It had to be said that at this moment, the one that felt the most satisfied was the Feng matriarch. Originally, she felt that the Ninth Prince was only targeting the Feng family. Only now did she know that he was targeting everyone that did not treat Feng Yu Heng well. So what if it was the Bu family? So what if she was head consort? Was she not still being cursed out like a dog! Was she not still being taught a lesson and left speechless!
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Feng Yu Heng truly did not disappoint the Feng family. She wanted to pull that child over and properly comfort her. Glancing over, however, she saw Feng Chen Yu blankly looking in the direction of the carriage. Her face was slightly red.
She suddenly recalled that Feng Jin Yuan had mentioned Chen Yu's feelings. She could not help but let her expression sink. Tugging at Chen Yu, she finally managed to pull her thoughts back.
Who knew that head consort Bu would also notice Chen Yu at this time. She looked at her with a pondering expression for a long time before saying in confusion: "Has everyone in the Feng family become so bold?"
Hearing her speak like this, the Bu matriarch glared at her and quietly shouted: "Your father is already no longer here. Do not cause any more trouble."
Bu Bai Ping felt wronged, "Mother, the Feng family's eldest young miss is defying an imperial decree!"
Everyone was stunned by Bu Bai Ping's words. No one understood what she meant.
Feng Yu Heng, however, looked at head consort Bu with a smile but did not say anything. She was certain that she would not do anything. Her expression caused the Feng matriarch's heart to freeze. She recalled that the Empress had decreed that as long as Chen Yu left the manor, she had to put on some black blush, but today …
"Head consort is wise!" Chen Yu was smart, as she directly kneeled on the ground, "Chen Yu did not have any intention of defying an imperial decree, but today is lord Shangshu's funeral. Chen Yu is dressed in plain white clothes and has white flowers on my temples. It is truly inappropriate for me to put on any blush! Imperial consort can have someone check. Chen Yu did not put on any makeup today. I came wholeheartedly to attend lord Shangshu's funeral. "
Bu Bai Ping originally wanted to say a few more words, but she was interrupted by the Bu family's matriarch, "This old one will accept the Feng family's eldest young miss' intentions. Would everyone please quickly enter the manor and allow Bai Qi to prepare some tea to apologize." As she spoke, she glared at Bu Bai Ping, her eyes filled with warning.
Bu Bai Ping was not an idiot. She naturally understood what it meant to stop before going too far. After all, the Feng family was suppressing the Bu family. Even if they had a head consort like her present, what difference was there between a childless head consort and the noble ladies in the palace? In the end, the Bu family was currently relying on Bu Bai Qi's only son, Bu Cong.
She helplessly lay back down on the stretcher. Raising her hand, a strong eunuch immediately carried her into the manor.
The Feng family's group also entered the Bu manor. Xiang Rong walked at the very back, her palms covered in sweat. She felt that there was a need to properly train her courage, especially since she had gone out with her second sister. Not a single time had been peaceful. If this continued, she would definitely be scared to death.
Finally, they were able to enter the mourning hall because everyone in the Bu manor had gone out to receive the head consort. The only ones left behind were the servants, but the joss paper had not stopped burning, causing the room to have a unique smell.
The people of the Bu family returned to the mourning hall and replaced the servants. The Feng matriarch brought the three girls forward to light the joss paper. She then inserted the joss paper into the incense burner. Everything seemed to be going smoothly, but when Feng Yu Heng inserted the joss paper, a child suddenly appeared out of nowhere and bumped into her.
Her hand trembled, and the joss paper fell.
She was not in the mood to catch it, as she watched the remaining half of the joss paper fall to the ground. It burned a few joss paper, causing a small flame to appear.
The Bu family's servants quickly stepped forward to extinguish the flame, and Bu Bai Qi scolded the child: "What sort of place is this? Is it allowing you to run all over the place? "
The child began to cry in fear, but Feng Yu Heng did not mind in the slightest, only saying: "The child does not understand anything. Doctor Bu, please do not blame him. It's just that the child must be watched, especially in this sort of place. Just now, he only knocked over the joss paper. If he knocked over the brazier, that would be a terrible matter. At that time, my mother's mourning hall was burned down like this. Hah, speaking of, even her corpse was burned. "
"Young miss Feng, please be careful with your words!" The Bu matriarch became angry.
Feng Yu Heng, however, smiled and did not argue, only saying: "Nice words are not nice to hear. Elder madam, please forgive me."
She put the joss paper back in place and retreated a few steps. She prepared to stand to the side and wait for the Feng matriarch to take care of things. But when she retreated, the child that had bumped into her extended a foot. She hesitated for a moment, and her body swayed slightly. She felt someone support her arm, then a voice filled with anger came from above her head: "Be careful."
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