At this time, Madam Lu finally believed Feng Yu Heng's words. This was because she saw with her own eyes that the inferior female singer was entangled with a man at the door of the private room. Inside, there was a woman who looked like a young woman saying something. Feng Yu Heng rushed over and immediately dragged the young woman to the private room next door. At the same time, she heard Feng Yu Heng's voice shouting, "Young master, don't hit young madam. This servant will take young madam away. Young master, please don't be angry."
Madam Lu suddenly felt that tonight, it wasn't just her who had lost face on this ship. The Right Prime Minister's son had also lost face. He was so lecherous that he didn't even let off an inferior female singer. Speaking of which, his taste wasn't as good as her husband's. Thinking like this, she didn't want to stay on the deck any longer. Standing up, she patted her butt and returned to her own cabin.
As for Feng Yu Heng's side, Wang Chuan was mysteriously pulled to the private room next door by Feng Yu Heng. Yuan Fei was also mysteriously scolded by Feng Yu Heng. Even Qing Le, who had knocked on Yuan Fei's door, when she saw Feng Yu Heng, her eyes lit up.
The farce started suddenly, but it ended quickly. Feng Yu Heng pulled Wang Chuan back to the cabin she and Huang Quan were in. Although Yuan Fei felt it was strange, his reaction was fast. He knew that since Feng Yu Heng said this, there must be a reason. Thus, he pulled Qing Le into his embrace and returned to the cabin, closing the cabin door.
There were some people who weren't asleep who seemed to have heard the commotion, but when they leaned out to take a look, the two cabins were already closed and there wasn't a single sound.
Qing Le stayed in Yuan Fei's room for less than an hour. Then, under Yuan Fei's escort, she secretly switched places with Huang Quan and Wang Chuan. Qing Le finally entered Feng Yu Heng's private room. Raising her head, she saw Feng Yu Heng sitting cross legged on the bed with a heater in her hands. She smiled and greeted her: "Hi!"
Qing Le stared blankly for a moment. It was as though her memories had returned to the past. At that time, she was still a high and mighty imperial daughter. Although her father had been conferred the title of Prince with a different surname, even if her status could not compare to Xuan Tian Ge, she was still much more noble than the majority of the capital's young ladies. She was so glamorous at that time. She could call the wind and summon the rain in the residence. So many servants circled around her, and so many men stared at her, but they couldn't even say a word.
But now? Her reputation was ruined, and she became the lowest class of singers. Even beggars on the streets could get into her bed as long as they could afford it.
Qing Le smiled bitterly. She should hate Feng Yu Heng, but there were too many things that she could no longer remember clearly. She spent her days like a walking corpse. Even if she hated, she did not have the strength.
She took a few steps forward and sat on a chair to the side, saying to Feng Yu Heng: "I saw Huang Quan and knew that you were most likely on this boat. I never thought that it really was you."
Feng Yu Heng looked at Qing Le, her thoughts also drifting between the past and the present; however, it was not as emotional as Qing Le's. She just could not understand to what extent Lord Ding An had squandered the family that Qing Le would end up like this? Everyone said that a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. In the end, he was still a prince. Even if he had been stripped of his position, he should not have ended up like this.
"You came with the intention of seeing me, right?" Feng Yu Heng spoke up and asked her, "Imperial daughter Qing Le, long time no see."
Qing Le was startled. That "former imperial daughter" sounded extremely sarcastic to her ears. She knew that Feng Yu Heng had never been someone that was easy to provoke. She had fought with her in the past and was unwilling to give up time and time again. She had even teamed up with Feng Chen Yu; however, she still could not win against her. After a year of tempering, Feng Yu Heng's eloquence seemed to have improved a little compared to before.
"That's right." Qing Le sighed, "I deliberately came to see you. Feng Yu Heng, you … can you save me? " Her voice was very quiet, but her eyes flashed with light. Anyone could see that Qing Le's heart was filled with hope.
Feng Yu Heng, however, did not express anything. She only looked at Qing Le, her gaze filled with inquiry.
Qing Le gritted her teeth and said: "I know that you have great ability. If you can save me, I will tell you a secret."
Feng Yu Heng frowned, "A deal? I hate this sort of threatening deal the most. Qing Le, you and I were originally enemies. You chose the wrong person. "
Qing Le suddenly stood up, her anger rising. She was a little out of breath, as she pointed at Feng Yu Heng and said: "The dignified imperial daughter Feng Yu Heng, you secretly snuck out. Are you not afraid of being discovered? If I were to reveal your identity and whereabouts, I trust that there will be many people willing to buy this information. "
Feng Yu Heng laughed, "What am I afraid of? If you have such thoughts, I can guarantee that you will be silenced before you can even speak. A lowly songstress, even if you die, nobody will investigate. Also, you may have heard that I was conferred the title of imperial daughter, but you don't know that the era of imperial daughter has already passed. I am now Princess Ji An. " She smiled and said: "That's right, you are also an imperial daughter, but I am not the same as you. I am an imperial daughter with a fief. Something like a fief, you have never experienced it before, right?"
Feng Yu Heng's words, to Qing Le, each word was heartbreaking. Her legs trembled as she stood. Finally, she couldn't support herself and sat back down. She helplessly said: "I have never won against you. Forget it, Feng Yu Heng, I don't need you to save me. Seeing that we are both Dashun people, I will tell you one thing. "
As Qing Le spoke, her face was covered with a layer of grief. She even reached out to touch the cloth on her head. She told Feng Yu Heng: "The man who brought us lowly songstress came from the northern border. He himself isn't an important person, but every month, there will be people who come to his place. They don't want money or people, they just want to hear him talk about the Central Plains. However, you should know that people in this line of work don't have a fixed residence. Today, they travel to this prefecture, tomorrow, they may travel to another county. Also, who knows how many times they have traveled this Peng River. The more places they go, the more people they meet, and the more things they hear. His mission is to gather information from all kinds of places where crooks mix with honest folk. For the people of the northern border, one sentence out of a hundred sentences is useful, and that is enough. As for the matter I am talking about, it is a secret that I heard a month ago. "
Qing Le stood up again and moved two steps towards Feng Yu Heng's bed. Her body was half bent, and she leaned forward. The two people's gazes faced each other as if they were competing. After staring at each other for the time it takes for half a stick of incense to burn, Qing Le was the first to lose.
However, the instant she straightened her body and retreated, Feng Yu Heng was shocked to see a trace of turbidity in Qing Le's eyes. That turbidity covered the light in her eyes. In the blink of an eye, it made her appear as if she wasn't as quick-witted as before.
"I can't tell you. Why should I tell you?" Qing Le tilted her head and looked towards Feng Yu Heng. The turbidity in her eyes was still there, but she seemed to be doing her best to fight against that turbidity. She struggled to say her final words: "Feng Yu Heng, everything that I have today is thanks to you. With our relationship, why do you expect me to tell you such an important matter? Ha ha! " Qing Le suddenly began to laugh loudly. Her body swayed twice as she struggled to maintain her balance. She then said: "Feng Yu Heng, ah, Feng Yu Heng, go north. If you go, you won't be able to come back!" As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed her handkerchief. She casually wiped her face and then threw it forward.
That handkerchief was too light. It fluttered to the ground and Qing Le's laughter became even louder.
Huang Quan rushed in from outside. He knit his brows and looked at Qing Le for a while. He saw Feng Yu Heng wave his hand and say to Huang Quan: "Then let's treat her money as our young master's whoring expenses. After that, we can send it back."
Huang Quan nodded. Without another word, he grabbed Qing Le and left. Feng Yu Heng got off the floor and picked up the handkerchief.
It was a white handkerchief. On the lower left corner was a small pile of white flowers. It was simple and elegant to look at. Feng Yu Heng didn't know much about flowers. She casually placed the handkerchief on the table. In her mind, she kept thinking about what Qing Le said.
It wasn't that she wasn't curious about what Qing Le didn't say. It was just that if those words came from Qing Le's mouth, she didn't know if she should believe them or not. Just like Qing Le said, with their relationship, what could they expect from each other?
Huang Quan quickly returned and told Feng Yu Heng: "I gave her five silver taels. Five silver taels for this kind of inferior singer is already quite a lot. It should be enough for her to receive at least five customers."
Feng Yu Heng rubbed her forehead. It really was cheap!
"What is this?" Huang Quan saw the handkerchief on the table. He picked it up and looked at it for a while. He then said: "This hibiscus flower embroidery is quite beautiful."
"What flower?" Feng Yu Heng suddenly turned around and asked Huang Quan: "What flower did you say was embroidered on it?"
Huang Quan told her: "It's a hibiscus flower."
Feng Yu Heng stared at the handkerchief and suddenly understood what Qing Le wanted to tell her. The white handkerchief had a hibiscus flower embroidered on it. Hibiscus flower … … "Bai Fu Rong." She tapped her head. She felt a little unreconciled with this conclusion. When she left the military camp, she joked with Xuan Tianming and told him to stay away from Bai Fu Rong. She never thought that in the dark, her words were not empty.
"What's wrong with the Bai family's young miss?" Huang Quan did not understand.
Feng Yu Heng waved her hand. This matter was a little sudden. She did not have much time to react. But when Wang Chuan went to find Xiang Rong, the result was that Xiang Rong had coincidentally injured her foot. After that, Bai Fu Rong came to the military camp. In truth, at that time, she faintly felt that something was off. But she did not think too much about it. After all, she believed that she could trust Bai Fu Rong.
"Young miss, should we take care of Qing Le? What if she goes out and speaks nonsense … … "
"No need." Feng Yu Heng shook her head. She recalled the murky look in Qing Le's eyes when she left. "Qing Le has already gone crazy. Who would believe the words of a crazy person."
Although she said this, a crazy person, when her mind was on the verge of collapse, used all her strength to fight against that murky look. In the end, she left this handkerchief for her … … "Qing Le." Feng Yu Heng let out a long sigh, "Forget it. Before we left, Xuan Tianming sent a letter to Qing Zhou. When we get off the boat, there will definitely be someone to receive us. Go and tell the people that will receive us. Have them think of a way to save Qing Le. Find a doctor to take a look at her. Take care of her. "
Huang Quan did not know why Feng Yu Heng suddenly wanted to help Qing Le, but at this time, she did not have time to worry about this matter. She anxiously asked Feng Yu Heng: "Young miss, the plan you mentioned earlier, must it be carried out like that?"
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