Consort Yun still had some rationality when it came to whether or not Yao Xian should enter the palace. Feng Yu Heng could see that her heart was tangled up, but in the end, she shook her head and said, "There's no need. Even if Divine Doctor Yao wants to enter the palace, it will be the old man announcing it. It won't be this consort's turn. "In the end, she was still a patient, so after speaking for a while, she gradually became tired. Perhaps it was because Feng Yu Heng said that her illness could definitely be cured, which made her feel relieved. Her eyelids drooped and she fell asleep.
Feng Yu Heng sighed softly and turned to look at Xuan Tianming with a puzzled gaze. However, she saw that Xuan Tianming also shook his head and silently mouthed, "I also don't know." She sighed again and helped cover Consort Yun with a blanket. Then she ordered Wang Chuan and Huang Quan to take care of her.
The two maids were already familiar with the intravenous infusion, so there was no need to worry at all. Feng Yu Heng pulled Xuan Tianming to the courtyard. There were some things that she felt uncomfortable holding in her heart, so she couldn't help but ask, "You really don't know? Even if it's just a little bit? You should be able to understand Imperial Mother's intentions. There must be something between her and my maternal grandfather. You know that I'm not a very curious person. I've never taken the initiative to ask about the matters between Imperial Mother and Imperial Father, but this time, it's related to my maternal grandfather. You know, that's my … most important relative. "
Xuan Tianming gave a bitter smile. Of course he knew that he was her most important relative. Just based on the interactions between Feng Yu Heng and Yao Xian these days, and the way Feng Yu Heng looked at Yao Xian, that kind of familial affection was something that she had never shown to her mother.
But … … "I really don't know." He helplessly told Feng Yu Heng, "Regarding Imperial Mother's matters, I don't know much more than you do." He paused and stared at Feng Yu Heng for a while before asking her, "What's with that look?"
At this moment, Feng Yu Heng was looking at him with an extremely gossipy gaze. Xuan Tianming helped her recall what she had said before. "Who said that she wasn't curious?"
Feng Yu Heng suddenly became spirited and jumped in front of him. Tugging at his sleeve, she said: "How about we take a guess. Is the relationship between the two of them what I think it is?"
Bang!
Xuan Tianming knocked her on the head. "What's wrong with your brain? One is my mother, the other is your grandfather. There's a difference in seniority and age. Can't you think in a more normal way? "
Feng Yu Heng was not reconciled, "Imperial Mother is also many years older than Imperial Father."
"Your grandfather is ten years older than my father." Xuan Tianming was so angry that he rolled his eyes. "Although I don't know anything, this is impossible. Don't even think about it."
"It's impossible!" A certain person was a bit disappointed. The fire of gossip was gradually extinguished and her reason finally returned. She told Xuan Tianming, "You don't have to worry. If Imperial Mother's illness is treated by a great doctor, I'm afraid it will really turn into tuberculosis. But who am I? I am the little miracle doctor Feng who helps the world! So you don't have to worry. She will be fine in at most ten days. "
Xuan Tianming laughed, "You still have a bit of face. You used to call yourself a miracle doctor, but now that the old miracle doctor is back, you call yourself the little miracle doctor. You sure have a smooth transition."
"Of course." After she said this, the smile on her face disappeared. She discussed with Xuan Tianming, "But you also know the Feng family's current situation. The matriarch died, so I have to show up. I can't always stay in Winter Moon Palace. There are two solutions to this matter. The first is that I enter the palace once a day to give Imperial Mother an infusion and medicine. The second is … … to let grandfather come in. "
Xuan Tianming glared at her, "You still haven't given up on this?"
She waved her hand, "It's really not like that. I'm speaking seriously with you. Others may not know my medical methods, but grandfather knows them. Have you forgotten that we treated refugees outside the city?"
"I haven't forgotten." Xuan Tianming thought for a bit then said, "You can enter the palace once a day."
She nodded and did not say anything else. Consort Yun's infusion ended three hours later, but she was still asleep. She left behind the medicine and told Xuan Tianming how to give it to Consort Yun. Only then did she leave the palace before the sky turned completely dark.
Wang Chuan asked her: "Young miss, are you returning to the Feng manor or Tong Sheng pavilion?"
Feng Yu Heng thought for a bit, "Let's go to the government office. In any case, we should get Feng Jin Yuan out first." She was not being kind. It was just that her family was in mourning. Her mother had passed away, so she did not want to do something so inhumane.
After the torrential rain, the capital appeared a bit desolate in the late summer night wind. Feng Yu Heng slightly closed her eyes and leaned against the carriage. This imperial carriage had been following her the entire time outside the city. Although it was covered with a cloth, the dampness of the wooden carriage had accumulated. She suddenly leaned against it, and her back felt cold.
On this day, she had bid farewell to the refugees outside the city and returned to the palace to report to the Emperor. She had experienced Consort Yun's illness and the Feng matriarch's death. In the eyes of many people, she hated the Feng manor to the bone. The Shen Clan, Chen Yu, the matriarch, these people that had obstructed her growth had all died one by one. She should be happy. But who knew that the deaths of the Shen Clan and Chen Yu might have been what she wished for or did, but she had never had the heart to kill the Feng matriarch.
Feng Yu Heng had always believed that the best way for the Feng matriarch to pass away was to die of old age. This included Feng Jin Yuan. Based on her current position in Dashun, in Emperor Tianwu's heart and in the Ninth Prince's heart, as long as she said she wanted Feng Jin Yuan's life, she could do it at any time. But she had never said it!
As a person, one could not be too extreme. She had scolded Feng Jin Yuan, scared him, threatened him and even cheated him. She had him demoted and sent to prison, but she could not do the final death. That was the person that had the most direct blood relation to the body's original owner. She had taken over the body of the body's original owner. She had killed her father and exterminated her grandmother. She always felt that doing this sort of thing would incur the wrath of the heavens.
She knew that Feng Jin Yuan was a shameless person. That was why she did everything possible to keep an eye on him, control him, reduce his strength and break his arms, making him powerless and unable to do anything. But she did not want Feng Jin Yuan to die at her own hands. Unless that person sought death and caused the world to be unable to tolerate it, she would ignore it. Otherwise, it would be best for him to live a peaceful life in a declining official's family.
As for the matriarch, she had even less of a desire to take action. During the day, she was only teaching her a lesson. If her life was truly in danger, she would naturally take action to stop it. It was just that she did not think that someone else would take advantage of the situation. This was her negligence, and it was also the crux of her self-blame.
Feng Yu Heng's brow furrowed deeply, forming the shape of the Chinese character 'Chuan'. Who exactly had poisoned the matriarch? And it was not a poison from the central region. In the days that she was not in the capital, what exactly happened in the Feng manor?
Perhaps it was because her state was too obvious, but her mood affected the servant at her side, as she heard Wang Chuan quietly ask: "Young miss, what happened?"
She waved her hand and opened her eyes. At this time, the imperial carriage stopped. Huang Quan lifted the curtain and said: "We've arrived."
Feng Yu Heng did not move. She only said to Wang Chuan: "You can go. Find Xu Jing Yuan and ask for him. When the Feng family's funeral is over, send him back."
Wang Chuan nodded and got out of the imperial carriage. Not long later, Feng Jin Yuan followed her out of the government office.
He did not have time to change his clothes, and Wang Chuan did not bring him new clothes. His handcuffs had been removed, but he was still wearing his prisoner's clothes. In the middle of his clothes was the large word 'prisoner', which was very eye-catching.
Feng Jin Yuan did not think that he would suddenly be released. When he was let out, nobody told him why he was released, but the person that came to pick him up was Wang Chuan. He did not need to think to know that it was definitely Feng Yu Heng who had thought of something. It was just that he did not accept Feng Yu Heng's feelings. Instead, he believed that this was to be expected. He even believed that Feng Yu Heng coming to pick him up from prison was definitely because she had been forced by her family. It was not of her own volition.
Of course, he was correct on this point. Feng Yu Heng was indeed not of her own volition to pick him up.
Feng Jin Yuan got into the imperial carriage. Upon seeing his second daughter, the first thing he did was snort. He then sat down in the carriage and said: "You still know to come back?"
Feng Yu Heng was puzzled, "Are you crazy? I was ordered to leave the city to save the refugees. Do you have any objections? Huang Quan "She called to Huang Quan, who had already sat outside," Turn the carriage around. We are going into the palace! "
Feng Jin Yuan immediately became anxious and quickly shouted outside the carriage: "Wait!" He then glared back at Feng Yu Heng: "What are you doing? It's already dark. What are we going into the palace for? "
Feng Yu Heng raised an eyebrow: "Weren't you unhappy that I was late in returning to the city? I sent you into the palace, but I don't know if father Emperor has gone to sleep. It's fine. If he has gone to sleep, I can just wake him up. Just ask him why he had me come back so late! "
Feng Jin Yuan's face turned dark purple, and his entire body trembled with anger, but he also knew that what he had said was wrong. Feng Yu Heng had gone to help with the disaster. What was he saying? But he had already said it. Wanting to take it back was impossible, and he could not lower himself to apologize. He could only remain in a stalemate.
Very unexpectedly, this time, it was Feng Yu Heng that calmed down first. She ordered the people outside to continue driving the carriage back to the manor. This caused Feng Jin Yuan to be very surprised. But when he thought a bit more, it was already this time. It was impossible for her to really cause a ruckus in the palace. This second daughter was just scaring him. It could not be taken seriously.
Thinking like this, his confidence returned. He even believed that Feng Yu Heng must have truly handed the deed to the government office. He looked at Feng Yu Heng and said: "You should have handed the deed over long ago! We are all family, yet you actually allowed father to sit in prison for so long. You are truly unfilial! "
Feng Yu Heng could not be bothered to get angry with him. She only explained the truth to him: "I did not hand over the deed. You were only brought out for a few days. When the matters at home have been taken care of, you will still need to be sent back to prison."
"What?" Feng Jin Yuan did not think about the "matters at home" at all. He only heard that he would be sent back to prison, and he immediately flipped "What do you mean by that? Little bastard, do you still have a conscience? "
Feng Yu Heng reminded him once more: "I was born by you. The word bastard is not insulting me. It's insulting yourself." With a smile on her face, she looked at Feng Jin Yuan: "What sort of bastard are you?"
Feng Jin Yuan nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood!
Wang Chuan, who was still sitting in the carriage, could no longer bear to continue watching this shameless father speak, thus he interjected: "Lord Feng, if you have the time to bicker with young miss, it would be better to think about how to take care of the matters at home."
"Family matters?" Feng Jin Yuan was startled, "What matters at home?"
Huang Quan, who was sitting outside, had sharp ears. He clearly heard what was being said inside the carriage. He could not help but roll his eyes and loudly say: "Lord Feng, do you really believe that our young miss would be able to get you out of prison for no reason? How could there be such a beautiful thing in this world. "
Feng Jin Yuan did not have time to worry about this girl's taunts. Either way, he had been taunted by Feng Yu Heng's people more than once or twice. He had already become accustomed to it, but he truly did not understand what sort of big matter had happened at home for Feng Yu Heng to personally go to the government office to bring him out.
His heart was very perturbed; however, the imperial carriage stopped at this time. Huang Quan shouted: "We've arrived." Immediately following this, he said: "But …"
Feng Jin Yuan could not wait any longer. Lifting the curtain of the carriage, he saw two large carriages parked in front of the Feng manor's entrance. There were people currently carrying things out of the carriages. Those things were all wrapped in red silk, and it looked very festive.
He was startled. Was the manor going to celebrate?
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