What could Princess Ding An say? Just like Feng Yu Heng, Qing Le did not have the right to oppose Feng Jin Yuan. Since Feng Yu Heng had brought out Feng Jin Yuan, it would not be too good for them to continue.
Thus she changed her tune: "Then would the Feng family's eldest young miss please play a song!"
Feng Chen Yu hated that she could not immediately leave this place. As the Feng family's daughter to the first wife, when had she ever suffered such humiliation?
However, she did not believe that this humiliation was given by Ding An palace. All of the fault lay with Feng Yu Heng.
Fiercely glaring at Feng Yu Heng, Chen Yu stood up and walked towards the seven-stringed zither with a face full of grief. Once the sound of the zither began, the zither that she had painstakingly practiced for many years was given to a group of dancers and a group of madams and young misses that could not be brought to the table.
Feng Yu Heng did not care if she felt wronged or not. The sins that she had committed would have to be dealt with by herself.
Feng Chen Yu's zither skills were very good. Over the years, the Feng family had failed to nurture Feng Chen Yu's talents; however, her zither skills were unique and truly allowed her to practice it.
In the end, she was the daughter to the first wife of a first rank official. Normally, these madams and young misses that could not be brought to the table would not even be able to see her, much less hear Chen Yu play the zither.
The zither that had been prepared to be brought to the table was played by a group of dancers. Chen Yu's zither was filled with grief and hatred.
Feng Yu Heng, the humiliation that you have given me today, I will definitely return it many times over.
But at this time, a servant came over from Feng Yu Heng's side with tea and refreshments. She seemed to be about to place them on the table, but for some reason, her hand slipped and spilled them all over Xiang Rong.
Xiang Rong immediately jumped up in shock and quickly patted the water off her body; however, she was a step too late, as the tea soaked into her clothes.
"This servant knows her wrongs. Would young miss please forgive this servant!" The servant was quite nimble, directly kneeling on the ground and begging for forgiveness. While begging, she kowtowed, causing Xiang Rong's heart to soften.
"Alright, you may stand up." Xiang Rong helplessly had the servant stand up. Looking at her own body covered in water, she did not know what to do for a while.
Feng Yu Heng looked at the kneeling servant girl. Her intuition told her that this was not an accident. If Feng Chen Yu and Qing Le's plan did not work, they would come up with another plan. Perhaps this plan would be used on Xiang Rong.
Sure enough, as soon as the maidservant came over, she said, "Young Miss, you can't wear these clothes anymore. The weather is cold now, and wearing wet clothes will cause you to catch a cold. Young Miss, please follow this servant to the back hall to change. "
Xiang Rong was a little troubled and looked at Feng Yu Heng. Seeing Feng Yu Heng nod to her, she followed the servant.
Feng Yu Heng continued to sit at the table, eating fruit and watching the dance. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Princess Qingle and discovered that the other party was also looking at her. That gaze carried an attitude of watching a good play. It was as though she was certain that Feng Yu Heng would definitely fall.
She naturally did not know what sort of tricks Qing Le was playing; however, she was a little expectant. She really wanted to see just how clever this imperial daughter was at harming people.
Not long later, another unfamiliar servant walked over and stopped at Feng Yu Heng's side. Saluting, she quietly said: "You are the Feng family's second young miss, right? The young miss that just went to change her clothes asked for you to go over and help her. "
Feng Yu Heng thought to herself: She came just as I said.
"Very good." She stood up and turned her head to smile at Princess Qingle. She then quietly said to Wang Chuan at her side: "Wait here for a while. I will go over on my own." She then followed the servant in the direction that Xiang Rong had just left.
The two walked over to a row of rooms in the back of the garden. The servant leading the way kept her head down the entire time and did not speak. They walked all the way to the third last room before finally stopping. Turning around, she said to Feng Yu Heng: "That young miss is inside. Second Young Miss Feng, please go in."
Feng Yu Heng looked at her and suddenly smiled, "My third sister has been timid since she was young. Thinking about it, she is not used to being taken care of by an unfamiliar maidservant. Only then did she call me over."
Seeing her take the initiative to speak, the servant could not not refuse, so she smiled and said: "That's right, second young miss Feng and third young miss Feng have a deep sisterly relationship. Third young miss Feng said that when she was at home, she was often taken care of by second young miss. That's why it would be better to have second young miss help with changing clothes."
Feng Yu Heng nodded and took the initiative to push open the door. While pushing, she said: "But I left the capital when I was young. Now that I have returned to the manor, I can only see third sister once in the morning and once in the evening. When she sees me, she always timidly stays far away. I really don't know where she found the courage to ask me to help her change her clothes."
After she finished speaking, she walked into the room. She did not care about the pale complexion of the servant behind her. She only thought about what exactly would happen next.
The servant leading the way did not follow Feng Yu Heng into the room. Instead, after she entered the room, she closed the door from the outside.
Feng Yu Heng let out a "hm?" sound. When she turned her head, she heard the sound of the door being locked.
She laughed. So that's what they were planning.
"Why are you locking the door?" She put on a good show and even turned around to knock on the door a few times, "Quickly open the door!"
Unfortunately, there was no one outside the door. That servant had already run away.
Feng Yu Heng turned around, the corners of her mouth curling up into a smile. Looking around the room, her gaze finally landed behind a screen in the inner room.
She could faintly see that there was a fog behind the screen. She quietly walked forward and passed through the outer hall to the inner room. She stopped at the corner of the screen. Looking over, she saw a large steaming bathtub. A man was sitting without any clothes with his eyes closed. His clothes were all over the floor and his shoes and socks were scattered everywhere.
Feng Yu Heng thought about how she had just spoken to the servant girl and knocked on the door, but this man still had his eyes closed. Looking at his even breathing and the rhythmic movements of his fingers, it was unlikely that he had been drugged by someone.
That meant that he already knew about this play and was waiting for her to take the bait.
She sneered and deliberately made some noise outside the screen.
Sure enough, the expression of the man in the bathtub changed. There was nervousness and also some yearning.
She stood there without moving, but she took in everything around the screen. She then began to use her steps to measure the distance.
Not long after, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from outside the door. Feng Yu Heng's ears were sharp. Hearing the sound, she could tell that there were two groups of people coming. The two in front were the vanguard and the one behind them was the main group.
Thinking about it, it should be the culprit bringing the crowd to watch the show.
Very quickly, the footsteps stopped outside the door. The door was unlocked and Qing Le's voice was heard: "What do you think the Feng second young miss is doing here? Secretly meeting with a man? Damn it! What kind of place do you think my Ding An palace is? You actually dare to do such a despicable thing! "
Qing Le said this while rushing into the room. The man in the bathtub was a little panicked! The prearranged scene had not yet been completed. That girl had not yet arrived in front of him. How did imperial daughter Qing Le come in?
He was in a rush and only thought about completing his task. He remembered that he had just heard a sound from behind the screen. Thinking about it, that girl should be standing there, so he simply stood up from the bathtub and reached out to grab Feng Yu Heng.
But when he reached out, he did not catch anything. When he had just opened his eyes, he had clearly seen a figure moving, but when he reached out, he had only grabbed empty air.
The man thought it was strange, but at this time, Qing Le's footsteps came closer. While walking, she said: "Didn't you say you were secretly meeting with a man? Where is she? "
Then a servant replied: "Does imperial daughter want to go inside to take a look?"
Qing Le raised her voice and used a voice that everyone could hear to shout: "Inside? Isn't that the bedroom? The Feng second young miss's private meeting with a man went to the bed? "
Seeing that Qing Le was about to come over, the man had no choice but to shrink back into the bathtub.
Just as he sat back down, Qing Le had already arrived in front of him. But there was no sign of Feng Yu Heng. She couldn't help but wrinkle her brows. In a small voice, she asked the man: "Where is she?"
The man shook his head, "This subordinate doesn't know. I haven't even seen her before imperial daughter arrived. Aren't you early? "
Qing Le turned to ask the servant beside her, "Did she come in or not?"
The servant quickly replied: "She came in. This servant personally saw the Feng second young miss come in and lock the door from the outside."
Qing Le anxiously said: "Quickly, look around the room."
The servant nodded and turned to run out of the room.
Qing Le prepared to turn around and say a few more words to the man. But as she turned around, she was suddenly fiercely pushed by someone.
This time, it wasn't just a push. Unexpectedly, someone quickly pulled off the belt on her clothes from behind. Then they pulled on her hair and even her collar.
Qing Le felt that in the blink of an eye, it was as though she had been entangled by a ghost. Her clothes were a mess and her hair was a mess. Worst of all, her collar seemed to have been torn, revealing a large patch of snow-white skin.
Then the ghost's hand exerted more force. She lost her footing and fell straight towards the bathtub.
With a "thunk" sound, imperial daughter Qing Le's entire body fell into the bathtub. She collided with the man and was pulled into his embrace.
The two were extremely shocked. Turning around to look, they did not even see a shadow of a ghost.
The servant who had been searching outside for Feng Yu Heng heard the commotion and ran over. While running, she asked: "Imperial daughter, what happened?"
But at this time, the large group of people outside arrived. With Princess Ding An taking the lead, Feng Chen Yu and the other guests arrived in the room. Chen Yu's voice could be heard saying: "Second sister would not do that sort of thing. Would princess please believe me."
Princess Ding An coldly snorted, "I only believe my own eyes! Feng family's second young miss is not sitting at the banquet and enjoying the song and dance. What has she come to the back hall for? "
As she spoke, everyone passed through the outer room and entered the inner room. There, they saw a servant standing next to the screen. Covering her eyes with both hands, it was as though she had been frightened by something.
Princess Ding An loudly shouted: "Impudent servant, what are you doing?"
Feng Chen Yu rejoiced internally. This servant's performance was as they had planned. It was exactly how they should have seen Feng Yu Heng bathing with a man.
She quickly followed up and said: "What did you see?"
The servant was scared silly. Trembling, she was unable to speak. She could only point behind the screen, her face filled with horror.
Princess Ding An was impatient and walked over. Behind her, Chen Yu and the other female guests also squeezed over to take a look.
Everyone was taken aback when they saw what was on the screen.
They saw Ding An palace's imperial daughter Qing Le's wet hair sticking to her face. Her clothes were half removed and she was soaking in a large bathtub with a naked man. That appearance, that movement, that expression, it was truly … too tempting.
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