"It's not about forgiveness, I'm just treating it as a child's mischief." Indeed, to Feng Yu Heng, Feng Fendai was really too young. She was ten years old then, and now she was thirteen years old. In the world she was familiar with, she was just a fifth or sixth grader. She was twenty-six years old in her previous life, and she had lived for so many years in this life, yet she was still arguing with a child. She was too lacking in standards. But it was not that she was not worried, "I'm just afraid that the child will mature too early, and live out her life with the temperament she developed when she was ten years old. That would not be my sorrow, but hers."
Feng Yu Heng held Xiangrong's hand, and she did not know where this feeling came from, but she remembered when she had just returned to the capital from the Northwest. When she first entered the Feng manor, Xiangrong and Fendai went to the small courtyard in Willow courtyard. One came to visit with good intentions, while the other came to find trouble with bad intentions. At that time, she hated that child Feng Fendai very much, and she also hated that Feng manor very much. Her heart was filled with her own annoyance and hatred for the body's original owner, so she treated people harshly. Thinking about it now, getting angry at Fendai, who was ten years old at that time, was also considered bullying a child.
"Both of you mature too early." She told Xiangrong, "Actually, from what I see, a girl will develop feelings after the age of sixteen, marry at the age of eighteen or nineteen, and give birth at the age of twenty, this is the best."
Xiangrong did not quite understand, wasn't second sister already engaged early, and was also in love with His Ninth Highness? Could it be … … "Second sister, you're not thinking of delaying for a few more years before marrying His Ninth Highness, right? But didn't you say that you would get married at the age of fifteen? "
Feng Yu Heng smiled bitterly, "What I said before was just an ideal in my heart, in reality, who can do it? Even if it's me, I can't do it. "Forget it, she would not say this to Xiangrong, this child would not understand. Feng Yu Heng let go of her hand, leaned against the cushion at the back of the carriage, and closed her eyes to rest.
Her original intention was not to see the Feng family in its current state, and she also wanted everyone to be harmonious, with the father like a father, and the mother like a mother. Aside from the Shen Clan and Feng Chen Yu, she did not have any thoughts of killing off the other members of the Feng family. It was just that things had been done step by step, and unknowingly, it had come to this day. Until now, she still didn't know whether the original owner would be happy or blame her for the revenge she had promised the original owner when she first transmigrated. Now that this grudge had been reported, even Yao shi had been taken in as well. It was likely that the original owner would not have been happy about this, right? After all, she was clear that the original owner of this body greatly respected and loved her mother. As for Yao shi, it was only because she loved her daughter too much that she was so sensitive to her actions. She had already told Xuan Tianming that there was no need to be merciful in the future. She only hoped that the original owner of this body would not feel any resentment. She had already done everything that she could do.
Feng Yu Heng's departure from the capital wasn't just the people of the capital who were reluctant to part with her. In fact, Emperor Tianwu had been secretly upset for several days because of this matter. Even when Zhang Yuan tried to coax him, he didn't seem to be happy. If he wasn't in Zhao He Hall, then he was in Heavenly Hall. He never went anywhere else. Today, he finally wanted to casually walk around the palace, but as he walked, he arrived at the entrance of Winter Moon Palace.
Zhang Yuan facepalmed. Was he coming out to relieve his boredom? Wasn't he just coming out to cause trouble?
However, this time, Tianwu did not think of a way to make Consort Yun come out to see him. Instead, he had Zhang Yuan find a stone stool and place it in front of Winter Moon Palace. Then, he obediently sat down on it and began to chat with the palace door. "That child Heng Heng left. She said that she was going to her fief. Before she left, she had Ming bring us quite a few tonics and tonics, as well as a lot of good food. It's all snacks that we have never eaten before. It's very good. "Tianwu counted with his fingers and lowered his head. He was like a child who had done something wrong. "It's our fault. We didn't protect her well. We know that you like this daughter-in-law. We also like her, but there's no other way. Who told our child to be a prince? Who told that child Heng Heng Heng to be engaged to the imperial family? Once she steps into the imperial family, she will never be able to get rid of her worries. Although we always believed that she would come back sooner or later, our hearts still feel uncomfortable. "
Tianwu spoke as if there was no one else present. Zhang Yuan chased the palace servants who had followed them far away. He accompanied them on the side, occasionally wiping away tears. He had heard that the people of the capital had all gone to send off Feng Yu Heng on the day she left the capital. The scene must have been very spectacular. It was a pity that he couldn't go. His heart was the same as Emperor Tianwu's, wishing her a smooth journey.
Tianwu's voice sounded again. He said: "Pian Pian, don't be angry. In fact, we don't only have our country in our heart. Most of it is filled with you. Sometimes, we think that we might as well hand the throne over to our Eighth Brother and pass it on sooner. We don't care about being some retired emperor. We just want to take you, Ming, and Heng Heng Heng out of the palace to be free and unfettered. You like places with beautiful mountains and limpid waters. Let's find a place like that and set up a home. We can build our own house. If you're happy, we can slowly build that place into a small stronghold. We will be the stronghold master and you will be the wife of the stronghold master. How great would that be? "
He spoke with sincerity, but Zhang Yuan was inwardly alarmed when he heard this. His eyes didn't stay idle. He kept looking around, afraid that Emperor Tianwu's words would be heard by someone with ulterior motives. Although this was the Imperial Palace, the walls had ears. Who knew if someone was a spy planted by someone? If word of this got out, wouldn't it be terrible?
Zhang Yuan was anxious and wanted to persuade Tianwu to stop talking. How about changing the topic and talking about something else? Why was he always talking about court politics? However, Tianwu didn't give him a chance to speak. Once he opened his mouth, he continued: "In fact, Old Nine has mentioned to us before that he has no interest in the throne at all. It's not just him. That child, Heng Heng, also doesn't like it. Both of them want to be free and unfettered. They both want to be able to travel outside once the world is settled. They want to find a place they like and settle down far away from the Imperial Palace. Look, don't these two children look like you? That's right. What's so good about being the Emperor? It seems like you have the world in your hands, but in reality, you don't have the final say in everything. You're not even as good as a commoner. At the very least, you can make your own decisions. "
He spoke one sentence after another. Actually, he was just trying to soothe his own heart. He didn't expect any response from inside. However, he didn't expect that the person inside was in a good mood today and actually came out for a stroll. While she was strolling, she heard Tianwu's words and casually replied through the door: "Then hurry up and give up the throne. I can't stay in this lousy Imperial Palace any longer! However, you also have to think about the common people of the world. If you want to choose a successor, you have to choose a reliable one. Don't let some tyrannical ruler come to power. When the time comes, they'll send people to assassinate me from behind. I won't be able to live peacefully anywhere. "
Tianwu immediately became agitated: "Pianpian! Pianpian, you're there! Pianpian, open the door and let us in to talk to you, alright? "
He begged like this for an hour. Unfortunately, the person inside didn't respond at all. Zhang Yuan saw that Tianwu's palms were red from banging on the door, so he could only go forward and forcefully pull him away. Then, he had the hidden guards forcefully bring him back to Zhao He Hall. Then, he turned back to look at Winter Moon Palace. He thought that they really were a pair of enemies. However, he was still thinking about Consort Yun's last words. If they really gave up the throne to the Eighth Prince, they probably wouldn't be able to live peacefully in the future, right?
Emperor Tianwu had ordered the imperial examinations to be redone. He even had the officials of the Eighth Prince's faction take the examinations again, starting from the most face-slapping exam. Once this decision was made, the Left and Right Prime Ministers anxiously busied themselves. The two of them who had never interacted with each other before started working together for the first time. Every day, after morning court, they would gather together to ponder over each question. At the same time, they also had to keep it a secret to avoid any mistakes.
Out of fear that there would be too many people and that there would be spies, the two decided that they would not rely on anyone from beginning to end. Everything would be done by themselves. The two would come up with a question, and Left Prime Minister Lu Song would write it on a blank piece of paper. Every day, after the meeting, the paper would be carefully locked in a small box. It would then be placed in the Question Pavilion. No one was allowed to enter.
When the meeting ended, it was already evening. After Lu Song returned to the manor, he first went to see Lu Yan. It just so happened that the madam's Ge Clan was also present. The two dismissed the servants and personally took care of Lu Yan, who did not have much time left.
If this was in the past, Lu Song would not have cared too much about having a daughter in the family. To him, a daughter's existence was to be used by the clan. Marrying into a manor that was beneficial to his family would allow him to obtain even more benefits for his mother's clan.
But that was in the past. In the past, the Lu manor could be considered prosperous. Although there was only one son, there were at least three daughters. There were two daughters of the first wife, and there was also Lü Ping. Although she was the daughter of a concubine and had a hidden illness, her appearance was one of the best in the world. It gave him a bit of confidence. But now, it was different. Lu Yao had died, Lu Cuo had died, and Lu Yan did not have much time left. It seemed that only Lü Ping was left in the family. How did the Lu Family end up like this? Could it be that their family was destined to not be able to endure such great fortune and had to rely on the lives of their children?
Lu Song's mind was filled with worries. Thinking about how he had been researching the exam questions with the right prime minister, he then thought about how after he had spoken up for the Ninth Prince in court, Emperor Tianwu's attitude toward him had clearly improved. In truth, this was the same as the Lu Family's original intentions. He had married Lu Yao into the Yao manor for the sake of the Ninth Prince's meteoric rise. After that, the Yao family would rise, and his Lu Family would be able to enjoy two generations of peace. Later on, they switched to the Eighth Prince; however, they did not receive a single benefit. It even caused Lu Yan to lose her life. This truly was a case of man proposing but God disposes. A miscalculation, a miscalculation!
"Husband, did the exam questions go smoothly?" The Ge Clan had fed Lu Yan the medicine that Feng Yu Heng had left behind. Lu Yan's complexion looked much better. She was hoping that her daughter would get better and not die as Feng Yu Heng had said in half a month.
Lu Song nodded, "It went smoothly. My analysis of the exam questions was very similar to that of Lord Right Prime Minister Feng. Up until now, there have not been any unpleasantness. As for Yan 'er … "He glanced at Lu Yan," Her complexion looks much better today. "
Before the Ge Clan could speak, Lu Yan took the initiative to speak up, saying without any anger: "It's just on the surface. In truth, she has already reached the end of her life!"
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