There was a cold snort in the air. The wind slowed, but it did not stop. A figure flipped over and stood in front of the two people.
Feng Yu Heng looked at that person and said: "Actually, in terms of qinggong, you can't beat this girl. In a one on one fight, you have more strength and your fighting style is more direct and barbaric. I'm afraid that Huang Quan will be at a disadvantage. " As she spoke, she patted Huang Quan, "It's fine. General Bu is just looking for this county princess to talk about the past. Don't be nervous." She then raised her head to look at Bu Cong and smiled: "Don't be nervous. Relax a bit. This county princess doesn't eat people."
The person who had come was Bu Cong. He had returned to the capital to report on his work during the new year. Now that the first month had passed, it was time to prepare to return to the Eastern Camp. This time, he had entered the palace to make a final military report to the Emperor before leaving the capital; however, he did not think that he would run into Feng Yu Heng.
On the day he returned to the capital, the two met on the street. He felt that the girl in front of him was completely different from three years ago. The Feng Yu Heng he knew before was only a mild temperament. She was not as fierce as she was now. That day when they met, he felt as if he was looking at a stranger.
He had spent the new year in the capital. He wanted to ask around, but the more he asked, the more shocked he became. Feng Yu Heng's medical skills were not unexpected. After all, her maternal grandfather was Yao Xian. But when did Feng Yu Heng learn archery? When did she learn martial arts? And when did she develop such deep feelings for Prince Yu, who was feared by everyone?
The Ninth Prince was Xuan Tianming. In this world, aside from the Seventh Prince, there was no one else who could get close to him. There were many girls in the capital who admired him, including imperial daughter Qing Le. However, those who silently liked him in their hearts were still fine. Those who expressed their feelings like Qing Le, however, were directly rejected by this person who set fire to her manor and bluntly rejected.
When he was young, he had his father go to the Feng manor to propose marriage. At that time, Feng Yu Heng and the Ninth Prince were already engaged. The Bu family braced themselves and went to propose marriage, fearing that the Ninth Prince would suppress them and retaliate. But the Ninth Prince didn't have any reaction to this at all. He even said that if the Feng Family dared to let him fulfill the marriage contract, he would also set the Feng Family on fire.
Everyone thought that this was simply a joke of an engagement, but they didn't expect that these two people would make it real in such a high-profile manner.
He also thought that Xuan Tianming was deliberately acting. After several investigations, he found out that Feng Yu Heng was more important to Xuan Tianming than her own life.
No matter how hard Bu Cong tried, he couldn't understand what had happened in the past that made two people who had never crossed paths suddenly develop such a deep friendship, to the extent that … he didn't have any chance at all.
"Heng Heng." Bu Cong looked at the girl in front of him. She had curved eyebrows, deep eyes, pale pink skin, and thin lips. Everyone said that people with thin lips were mostly emotionless, but he felt that it was just that they didn't find the right person for their feelings. For example, between this girl and Xuan Tianming, there was a lot of affection.
"General Bu." Feng Yu Heng replied. Her gaze swept over him and fell on the sword at his waist, "You can even carry a sword in the palace. It seems that General Bu is even more important to father emperor." She deliberately emphasized the word father emperor. At the same time, she noticed that Bu Cong's pupils had slightly contracted.
"Thanks to the emperor's favor, isn't county princess also able to freely enter and leave the palace? I heard that you don't even need a token."
"Un." She nodded, "It's enough to look at your face. General Bu's ferocious appearance just now scared this county princess quite a bit. Hehe, fortunately, nothing happened to me. Otherwise, I'm afraid that the Bu family would have to spend a lot of money. "
Bu Cong stared blankly. He didn't understand what she meant by spending a lot of money. Huang Quan finished the rest of Feng Yu Heng's words for her: "His Ninth Highness has always doted on our family's young miss. If he knew that General Bu had frightened the young miss, he would definitely go to the Bu family to ask for an explanation. Therefore, general, it's better to be careful when you walk in the forbidden area of the palace. "
"Humph!" Bu Cong gave a muffled snort. He angrily glared at Huang Quan.
How could Huang Quan be afraid of him? He also glared back. The confrontation between the two caused Feng Yu Heng to giggle. She then said: "General Bu is so magnanimous. Arguing with a little girl, aren't you afraid of losing your dignity?"
Bu Cong felt a bit flustered by her words. He couldn't help but turn his gaze towards Feng Yu Heng. However, he immediately regained his composure. His eyes became stern as he suddenly said: "County Princess Ji An, how about competing with this general?"
"You can't use swords and spears in the imperial palace." Feng Yu Heng reminded him, "General's skills should be used on the battlefield. You shouldn't be looking for trouble with a little girl when you have nothing better to do."
As she spoke, she began to walk forward. Her shoulders were crossed. She was short, so her shoulders barely touched his elbow. However, Bu Cong moved and directly blocked Feng Yu Heng's path.
Huang Quan wanted to say, "How can you be so shameless?" However, before he could say anything, he saw Feng Yu Heng suddenly stretch out her right hand. Her five fingers formed a claw and went straight for Bu Cong's throat.
Bu Cong hastily dodged and retreated step by step. As he moved, he raised his arm to resist Feng Yu Heng. However, he saw the girl in front of him quickly withdraw her hand. She bent her body and turned around. In an instant, she was behind him.
He also retracted his body and avoided the fatal spot on the back of his head. He reached back with one hand, wanting to grab Feng Yu Heng. Unfortunately, he caught nothing. Feng Yu Heng still didn't know the qinggong of the ancient people, but she had the advantage of a small body and high flexibility. When Bu Cong reached back to grab her, she gave up on attacking and changed to defense. She bent her waist back and drew a large arc, just dodging his hand.
Bu Cong didn't expect Feng Yu Heng's movements to be so fast. He gritted his teeth, gathered his qi, and was about to jump up. However, he didn't expect that when his feet left the ground and rose into the air, his ankle would be cold and then tightened. He turned pale with fright and looked down. He saw a long and thin strip of cloth tied tightly around his ankle. The other end of the cloth was in Feng Yu Heng's hand. She exerted some force and suddenly pulled Bu Cong, who had been in the air, back down. She then threw him out, and that person was like an arrow that had been released from a bow, as he fell sideways.
However, Bu Cong was a general who had been on the battlefield for a long time. His kung fu was also very good. In a situation where he didn't know the details, he was hit by Feng Yu Heng's move. However, in the process of falling, he jumped up like a carp and regained his momentum.
People who liked to fight always became more excited the more they fought. This fight with Feng Yu Heng made him feel very satisfied. After he fell to the ground, he didn't rest for a moment and rushed over again.
Huang Quan originally wanted to go forward to fight for Feng Yu Heng, but he heard Feng Yu Heng say, "You stand by the side. I want to see if a big man blocks the horse path of the palace and tries to kill a little girl. Such a shameless thing like this, who will care about it?"
These words caused Bu Cong's face to heat up. His original intention was to compare notes. He just wanted to test Feng Yu Heng's martial arts foundation. He wanted to see if it was just for show or if she had real martial arts. This was completely different from trying to kill her.
However, he immediately realized that he was fighting too hard. From his words to his action to now flying forward, he had always been the one attacking. He thought one thing in his heart, but in the eyes of others, it was another thing. Heng Heng had misunderstood him.
Thinking of this, Bu Cong's rushing figure slowed down. He looked at Feng Yu Heng and wanted to say that it wasn't like that. However, before he could say anything, Feng Yu Heng was already in front of him. He slowed down, but she did not slow down. He saw that the cloth in Feng Yu Heng's hand had been twisted into a fried dough twist at some unknown time. Holding it in her hand, it was like a whip. Without any warning, she whipped at his body.
Pa!
With a sound, it hit him in the middle of his left upper arm.
He turned sideways to dodge. Pa! With another sound, his right upper arm was covered in blood.
Bu Cong saw that she was serious. He was so scared that he hurriedly retreated. It could be said that he was battered and exhausted. He retreated nearly ten steps away. When he looked up again, he saw the girl's pair of fierce eyes staring straight at him. The fried dough twist in the cloth in her hand had already loosened. She shook the cloth and threw it to Huang Quan: "After leaving the palace, find a place to throw it away. It's disgusting to have something stained with blood."
Bu Cong was so angry that his face turned red. He carefully looked at the cloth. It seemed to be a piece of decoration that women wore around their necks. Weapons were not allowed in the palace. He was a general, so he had the emperor's permission to bring a sword in. However, he had neglected the fact that Feng Yu Heng usually used a whip. He also didn't expect that this girl could use a whip so well that she could casually use a piece of cloth as a whip.
He stared blankly at Feng Yu Heng. The feeling that "she wasn't Feng Yu Heng" flashed through his mind again.
As this thought flashed through his mind, he couldn't help but ask: "Who are you?"
Feng Yu Heng wasn't surprised by his question. After all, when they met on the street a few days ago, Bu Cong had also asked her the same question. However, she felt a bit annoyed and a trace of vigilance.
After coming to the Dashun Dynasty, this was the first time someone had questioned her true identity. Bu Cong didn't believe that she was Feng Yu Heng. Just this suspicion alone was enough to make people hate her.
Feng Yu Heng impatiently wrinkled her brows and said in a clear voice: "You can't beat me, so you're starting to talk nonsense? Who am I? Everyone in the capital knows who I am. What is General Bu doubting? "
Bu Cong stared at her for a long time, but still shook his head, "That's not right. Although the Heng I know doesn't like to talk to people and doesn't even talk to me, she doesn't know martial arts. She also doesn't have sharp words like you. I haven't interacted much with Heng, but I, Bu Cong, have always kept her in my heart. I know better than anyone what kind of person Heng is. You can't fool me. "
His words were very firm, which caused Feng Yu Heng's heart to be slightly shocked. The body's original owner did not have many memories of this General Bu. Her understanding of Bu Cong came from the mouths of others. She never knew how deep his feelings for the body's original owner were. Now that she heard him say this, she felt a little guilty. If this person really became serious, it would be a troublesome matter.
She was indeed Feng Yu Heng, but she was only using Feng Yu Heng's body. If nobody pointed this out, everything would be fine. Once someone raised a doubt, even if there was no way to prove it, it would still cause suspicion in other people's hearts.
Just like the legend of Feng Chen Yu having the aspect of the phoenix. Some people scoffed at it, but they would always think a little more about it at critical moments. What if everyone in the world heard of this rumor? Then the result would be, regardless of who Feng Chen Yu married, if that person had the ability to ascend to the dragon's throne, the citizens would definitely believe that it was the will of heaven.
She was stunned for a moment, and it was during this time that Bu Cong became even more suspicious. It was as though he had caught hold of Feng Yu Heng's weakness. Reaching out, he pointed at her nose and loudly said: "Speak! Who exactly are you? "
Once these words came out, a layer of mist suddenly appeared in Feng Yu Heng's eyes. Her small face, which had been very fierce, suddenly became filled with an inexplicable grievance. Her small mouth trembled a few times, and the mist in her eyes seemed to be on the verge of turning into droplets and flowing down.
Bu Cong was a little regretful. He should not have treated this girl like this. This was clearly Heng. Who else could it be?
Just as he was thinking of saying a few soft words, at this time, he saw Feng Yu Heng suddenly run over to him. She was so wronged, so hurt and also carried some fear. It was as though she wanted to immediately rush into his embrace to seek comfort.
A soft corner of his heart was finally touched. He subconsciously opened his arms, preparing to welcome this girl into his embrace.
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