Unless she had the ability to kill Princess Xiang after marrying over. Like that, she would be able to emulate the Feng family's succession of head wives and become the master of the Xiang Palace.
That night, Feng Yu Heng slept while hugging Jin Zi. Feng Jin Yuan slept while planning. The matriarch slept while worrying. As for Feng Chen Yu, she slept while thinking about how to get rid of the person occupying the position of Princess Xiang.
In truth, everyone in the Feng family was feeling uneasy. Han shi and Fen Dai were also feeling unreconciled. They had endured one head wife after another. Han shi's belly was already quite large, but she still had not climbed to the position of head wife. But Han shi also had her own thoughts. As she saw it, the Feng family's head wife was an inauspicious symbol. No matter who it was, as long as they sat in that position, they definitely would not have a good ending. Yao shi now looked like she was being protected by her daughter, but when the Yao family had been demoted, how pitiful had it been?
She explained this reasoning to Fen Dai, and Fen Dai also felt that this seemed to be the case. Presently, the situation was unclear. Preserving one's life was the most important thing, thus she no longer used the matter of the head wife to pressure Han shi.
Early the next morning, the Feng matriarch sent granny Zhao to the county princess' manor to deliver Chen Yu's engagement letter. When Wang Chuan received the engagement letter at the entrance of the manor, granny Zhao poked her head in an attempt to look inside. Unfortunately, the Imperial Guards at the entrance were lined up in a row, completely blocking off the situation inside the manor.
Granny Zhao helplessly returned to report. Not long later, Xuan Tianming's imperial carriage stopped in front of the county princess' manor. Feng Yu Heng brought Wang Chuan and Huang Quan out pushing an empty wheelchair.
Just like this, the group went to the Xiang Palace. When Feng Yu Heng got out of the imperial carriage, the Xiang Palace's guards all became solemn. When Duan Mu Qing had returned yesterday, he had only told Xuan Tian Ye that Feng Yu Heng had come to deliver a gift. He did not inform the servants to prepare to receive her. That was why to the guards, county princess Ji 'an's visit was so sudden and … frightening.
Yes, frightening. A young guard's teeth were chattering. He gently nudged his companion beside him with his elbow and asked in a low voice, "Why is she here?"
The guard at the side also had a headache. In the past, Feng Yu Heng had whipped the Third Prince in front of the gate of this mansion, directly taking away half of the Third Prince's life. They, the guards at the gate, were almost scared to death.
After half a year, county princess Ji 'an had come to the Xiang Palace again. What did she want to do?
The big guard said with a trembling voice, "Don't tell me you're here to fight again? My heavens, the Third Prince is still lying on the bed. If you beat him again, won't he just die? "
While the two of them were talking, Feng Yu Heng and Xuan Tianming had already walked up the steps to the door. The guards looked at Feng Yu Heng, who had left a large shadow in the hearts of the Xiang Palace. They then looked at the Ninth Prince, Xuan Tianming, at her side, who had regained his freedom at some point. The shadow in their hearts gradually increased.
Someone gritted their teeth and went forward, saluting and asking: "His Ninth Highness, county princess, you are …"
Feng Yu Heng raised her small chin and said: "We came to visit third brother. We have not seen him for many months, and we do not know if his injuries have gotten better."
When the guards heard these words, it was as though they were listening to a play. These two had come to visit?
But even if they did not believe it, what could they do? One was a prince, and the other was a county princess. They could not afford to offend either of them. They could only quickly enter the palace to report. Not long later, Duan Mu Qing personally came out to welcome the two into the palace.
Along the way to the Xiang Palace, Xuan Tianming and Feng Yu Heng received countless gazes filled with shock and fear. Everyone was trying to guess the reason for their visit. When Duan Mu Qing led the two into the hall and two servants came to serve tea, they heard Feng Yu Heng say: "Yesterday, deputy leader came to visit and brought up the matter of his Highness the Third Prince marrying the Feng family's daughter of a concubine, Feng Chen Yu, as a secondary princess. My father and grandmother placed great importance on this matter and specially sent this county princess to personally send the future secondary princess, Feng Yu Heng, to the Xiang Palace."
Only then did the people understand. Oh, so it was to send an invitation.
A servant went forward and received the invitation. They then heard Feng Yu Heng continue: "Also, since it is a formal exchange of invitation to become the secondary princess, that means that although she will not be the official wife, she will still be officially married. That's why, I wonder when the betrothal gifts from the Xiang Palace will arrive?"
Duan Mu Qing squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Yu Heng. He then looked at Xuan Tianming, who was calmly drinking tea. He then recalled the matter of the two working together to scam Qian Zhou of ten million taels of gold. He asked with a bit of vigilance: "I wonder what sort of requirements the Feng family has for the betrothal gifts?"
Feng Yu Heng giggled. This was not the first time his Highness the third prince had married. He should be very familiar with the rules, right! The Feng family was marrying the daughter of a concubine. Everything would be done according to the rules.
Duan Mu Qing let out a sigh of relief and repeatedly nodded, "Don't worry. The Xiang Palace will begin preparing the betrothal gifts today."
"Un." Feng Yu Heng also nodded. She then changed the topic and went straight to the other matter that had come, "Where is third brother? This county princess brought a gift to see him. I wonder if it is possible to see him? "
"Hah!" Xuan Tianming, who had been silent the entire time, finally spoke, "What sort of question is this. You are his younger sister and county princess Ji An. Moreover, isn't I present? If you want to see him, just go. What's the point of asking a lowly fourth rank official? "As he spoke, he stood up and grabbed Feng Yu Heng's small hand and began walking out.
Duan Mu Qing quickly stood up and said: "Wait a moment!"
Xuan Tianming's eyes became fierce, "Duan Mu Qing, do you want to die or do you not want to live? In front of I, when has there been any room for you to speak? "
Duan Mu Qing was a tyrant in the North, but in the capital, where officials gathered, it really was as Xuan Tianming had said. He was just a lowly fourth rank official. But no matter how lowly he was, he was still the deputy leader of the North. He was in charge of that special border. Practically everyone had to give him a bit of face.
Unfortunately, this did not include Xuan Tianming.
Duan Mu Qing also understood that he dared to be on equal footing with standard first rank official Feng Jin Yuan, but in front of the Ninth Prince, he did not have the slightest bit of ability to reason.
When he realized this, he quickly shut his mouth and stopped walking. He could only watch as the two of them walked hand in hand towards the rear courtyard.
Duan Mu Qing felt that something was a little off. Thinking a little, he asked the servant at his side: "County princess Ji An's servant, what is she pushing?"
The servant replied: "It's a wheelchair."
Another sharp-eyed person said: "It seems to be the one that His Ninth Highness used to sit in."
Duan Mu Qing was puzzled, "His legs have already healed, and he's already very lively. To still push a wheelchair, isn't that unnecessary. He …" Speaking to this point, he stopped. Duan Mu Qing seemed to have thought of something, as he stomped his foot and quickly chased after the two in front of him.
At this time, Xuan Tian Ye was lying in bed. He could speak, move his head, move his hands, and barely raise his arms. But he could not turn over, nor could he raise his legs, nor could he get out of bed. His knees were wrapped in white cotton, and there were faint traces of blood.
At his side, aside from the servants of the manor, there was another person sitting. That person looked to be in his early thirties and wore a long black robe. He was tall and thin, and his face was thin. His face was gloomy the entire time, as he stared at Xuan Tian Ye's legs. He looked very ghostly.
The servants of the Xiang Palace did not dare get too close to him, but because they had to take care of Xuan Tian Ye, they had no choice but to be in the same room as him. If one looked carefully, they would find that the servants in the room were all looking sideways. They did not want to look at that person at all.
When Feng Yu Heng and Xuan Tianming entered the room, the servants all let out a sigh of relief. They felt that as long as one more person entered, the room would be filled with warmth. But when they clearly saw who it was that had come, the sigh of relief that they had just let out was quickly pulled back.
The servants all knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xuan Tianming; however, only the person in the black robe did not move. The third prince, who was lying in bed, turned his head and glared at the two with a venomous look in his eyes. What met his gaze, however, was Feng Yu Heng's smiling face: "Third brother, are you feeling better?" It was as though she was chatting about daily life. She did not seem to be aware that his injuries were caused by her.
Xuan Tian Ye's chest heaved with anger. The person in the black robe finally said: "You can't. You must remain calm."
"Right." Feng Yu Heng nodded. Stepping forward, she stood next to the bed and looked for a while. She even reached out and gently pressed on his ribs and knees a few times. The pain caused Xuan Tian Ye's forehead to be covered in sweat. The person in the black robe wanted to stop her, but unfortunately, there was no need for Xuan Tianming to do anything. Huang Quan alone restrained him.
Feng Yu Heng massaged left and right then said: "Your internal organs have recovered quite well, but your bone injuries were not treated in a timely manner. Also, although the knee bone was replaced, the technique was not correct. The new bone and the limb did not reach the optimal state. Even if you can barely recover to the point where you can bend, there is no way for you to stand up again."
"Impossible!" Once Feng Yu Heng's words came out, the person in the black robe blurted out: "Out of the 30 sets of leg bones, I chose this set that was close to the original bone. When I replaced it, I was extremely careful. It's impossible for his Highness the third prince to not be able to stand up! You're spouting nonsense! "
"Tsk," Xuan Tianming rolled his eyes at him and found a chair to sit in. He assumed a posture of watching a play.
Feng Yu Heng looked at the person in the black robe and raised an eyebrow: "Ghost doctor Song Kang?" She then snorted coldly: "Thirty sets of leg bones from living people and over ten years of research. In the end, this is the standard?" She glanced sideways at Xuan Tian Ye's knees and shook her head, saying: "You were lucky enough to succeed a few times, allowing you to gain the title of ghost doctor. This county princess thought that you were quite amazing, but it seems that you are just so-so."
Ghost doctor Song Kang froze for a moment then a look of joy appeared on his face. Staring straight at Feng Yu Heng, he asked: "You are county princess Ji An from the capital?"
Feng Yu Heng did not reply. She also pulled over a chair and sat down next to Xuan Tianming. A servant brought in some tea. She took a sip then looked at Xuan Tian Ye's leg. Only then did she faintly say: "The wound is red and swollen. It's clear that it is infected."
Song Kang blinked and looked expectantly at Feng Yu Heng, waiting for her to continue speaking.
Feng Yu Heng did not disappoint him, as she continued: "A lack of knowledge about disinfection is the main cause of infection after this sort of surgery. Let me ask you, before changing your bones, did you change into any new, special clothes? "
Song Kang did not understand, but he still shook his head. He had always worn this black robe and had never changed.
"Then have the tools that you used been sterilized at high temperatures? Have you washed your hands? "
Song Kang still shook his head, but he added: "I have washed my hands."
Feng Yu Heng, however, said: "Washing them with water is completely useless." She then looked at the pile of small tools on the table. They were clearly prototypes of surgical scalpels. Unfortunately, they were too simple. If it was not for her being in this profession, she would not have been able to recognize them. "What sort of things are these?"
Seeing Feng Yu Heng frown in confusion, Song Kang felt that he had finally recovered a bit of face. Twisting his shoulders, he broke free from Huang Quan's grasp. Raising his head, he very proudly said: "These are tools that I use to perform my secret techniques. In this world, only I know how to use them."
"Oh." Feng Yu Heng nodded. She then reached out and pulled at the things, saying: "The scissors are too big, and the blade is not wide enough. You don't even have hemostatic forceps. What will you use to seal the blood vessels?" As he spoke, under Song Kang's bewildered gaze, he reached into his sleeve and took out a complete set of scalpels.
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