Chapter 9
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Yao shi and Feng Zirui were resting, and granny Sun was at their side. Fearing that they would get hot, she slowly fanned the mother and daughter.
Feng Yu Heng was very confident in granny Sun, but she was not confident in the carriage driver. Especially when he whipped Xu shi in Xi Ping village, it was clear that this person was not a good person.
"Granny, stay in the carriage. I will go outside to get some fresh air." After greeting granny Sun, Feng Yu Heng lifted the curtain and left the carriage. She sat down with the driver.
The driver did not think that she would come out and was slightly stunned. Then he put on an unnatural smile and greeted: "Second young miss."
This was the Feng manor's ranking. Above her was an elder sister, Feng Chen Yu. She was the daughter of the Shen Clan that stepped on Yao shi's shoulders to become the head wife. Now, she was the true Feng manor's daughter to the first wife.
"Uncle, driving this carriage is really too tiring." She leaned back a bit and leaned against the carriage. Her right hand reached into her left sleeve and gently rubbed the phoenix birthmark a few times.
"Second young miss, what are you saying. This is just this old servant's duty." The driver pulled on the reins and did not notice the strange tone in Feng Yu Heng's voice. The carriage sped up a bit.
Feng Yu Heng raised her lips, "The Feng manor's servants really are loyal servants."
"Naturally." The driver laughed a few times and did not pay her any attention. A twelve year old girl really did not cause people to have any doubts.
However, many things do not develop according to common sense, like Feng Yu Heng who was ignored by the driver.
"What a pity." She faintly said: "It's a pity that a loyal servant does not know the way. If we continue like this, we will never reach the capital in this lifetime."
"Hm?" Only then did the driver become suspicious. Turning his head, he glanced at Feng Yu Heng. His originally simple and honest face became distorted and his eyes emitted a light. "Second young miss, what do you mean?"
Feng Yu Heng also looked at him. Their eyes met. The twelve year old girl's aura did not lose to this forty year old man.
"I said, this road is not the road to the capital at all."
The coachman tightened his grip on the whip. "Then where does Second Miss think we're going?"
"How would I know?" She leaned against the carriage again. "If you want to kill someone to silence them, you have to make sure that it's done cleanly. You also have to make sure that no one sees any flaws before you do it. The dignified Feng manor naturally does not lack experts. Their mistake was that they underestimated us three. " As she spoke, she laughed self-deprecatingly. "Speaking of which, it's really ironic. Even in death, that so-called father wasn't willing to give me a better opponent."
"You …" The coachman's face was ferocious. Although it was an accident that he was seen through, he still didn't think that a twelve-year-old girl could come up with any tricks. It was nothing more than showing off his glib tongue. If he was really forced into a corner, he would just kill all the people in the car. It was no big deal.
He was a bodyguard raised by the Feng family. Before coming, he had received a secret order from Prime Minister Feng Jin Yuan. Yao shi and her two daughters absolutely could not return to the capital.
As for the marriage agreement with the Ninth Prince, that was set by the imperial family for the Feng manor's daughter of the first wife. Now that the daughter of the first wife was the eldest young miss, Feng Chen Yu, this marriage was no longer related to Yao shi.
The coachman sneered and no longer hid it. He was just curious as to how a little girl could be so sharp. "When did you find out?" He opened his mouth to ask, but he had already pulled out a dagger. He only needed to wait for Feng Yu Heng to finish answering before he could make his move.
Feng Yu Heng also sneered. That laughter sounded very sinister.
"If you had been a little more gentle when whipping Xu shi, perhaps I wouldn't have suspected you."
"Just this?"
"Not just that." She pointed at his hand, "There is a thick callus between the thumb and index finger of your right hand. It is clear that it is caused by holding a weapon for many years. If you were driving a carriage, the callus should be on your index finger."
After saying this, without waiting for the coachman to make a move, Feng Yu Heng made her move first. She had already pulled out a palm-sized tranquilizer gun from her space and shot it through her sleeve.
There was no process at all. The coachman fell backwards. Feng Yu Heng stood up and grabbed the dagger. Without even looking, she slit the man's neck. The blood that sprayed out splashed onto her sleeve and the curtain of the carriage, causing the people inside to scream in fear.
Feng Yu Heng pulled on the reins and kicked the corpse out of the carriage. She then loudly shouted: "Go!" The carriage turned around and headed North.
On this road, the four of them were fleeing for their lives. They were fleeing towards the capital.
Feng Yu Heng was now very much looking forward to seeing the Feng manor. She wanted to see what kind of face her father, who had such a vicious heart, had.
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