The next morning, the female family in Feng Mansion gathered in Shuyayuan to pay tribute to the old lady.

Shenyu was also accompanied by Yilin Yiyue and two girls, and the tea was placed on the table next to her, but she had a swollen hand and never dared to hold it.

Feng Yuheng snuggled on the soft cushion at the old lady's feet, reached out to put his hand on his wrist, and was taking the old lady's pulse.

Every time this time, my wife thinks Feng Yuheng is the most useful. Having a granddaughter at home knows medical principles is better than raising a guest official, so she can avoid the troubles of Zi Rui again.

"Grandma's health is not serious." After pinching her pulse for a while, Feng Yuheng put down her hand to comfort the old lady, "Although it's autumn, my grandmother's waist and legs are well protected this year. I didn't see any serious illness, and my qi and meridians are smooth."

After hearing this, the old lady felt so relieved and kept praising her: "It's still us Aheng who is the most capable."

Feng Yuheng once again warned the old lady: "But be careful about gallbladder fire! Grandma has been getting angry recently, and it is useless to gallbladder fire."

The old lady sighed helplessly, "It's strange if you don't have much energy."

Han, who was sitting at the side seat, rolled his eyes slightly and spoke in a strange voice: "There are things in the mansion one after another, it's strange that it's not angry." While saying that, he glanced at Shenyu: "Miss, do you think so?"

Chenyu lowered his head and ignored her.

Han refused to give in and said, "Especially the eldest lady's hands made the old lady get angry! Alas, I want me to say, "You can't just fall asleep easily, and you may end up suffering."

Everyone felt uncomfortable when they opened their mouths. The Han family used to be charming, but the Han family now has a little bit of sarcastic sarcasm that is close to Feng Yuheng.

Chen Yu was so angry that she was talking about it that she was running upwards, but she had to press it to death, but she was very disagreeing with Han's words: "I am really sick, Aunt Han should not confuse right and wrong."

"Yo?" Han raised his voice, "What did I say? When did I say the young lady pretend to be sick?"

"You..." Chen Yu felt that Han was a shrew now, and she didn't want to talk nonsense to the shrew. So she lowered her head and closed her mouth.

Han looked at Chen Yu and smiled coldly, "I really don't know if this can get better when my hand is tied to that. The young lady has been good at piano skills since she was a child, but now she has been tied up with one hand. I'm afraid that the piano that she has been practicing hard for many years is also amazing, right?"

Chen Yu's heart suddenly sank, and he suddenly looked up and asked, "What do you mean?" He looked at Feng Yuheng again, "I can't get my hands done?"

Feng Yuheng rolled his eyes, "If Aunt Han is also a doctor, the eldest sister will believe her."

"Okay." The old lady couldn't listen to Han's strange words, "If Shu Yayuan can't tolerate you, go back to your yard. She even forgot her identity, and even claimed that she didn't know how to do it. I think you have another picture?"

No matter how bold Han was, he didn't dare to fuck the old lady. He lowered his head awkwardly and stopped talking.

But the old lady looked at Chen Yu's hand, and a moment of worry rose in her heart. She couldn't help but ask Feng Yuheng: "Your elder sister's hand..."

"Don't worry, grandma." She gave a comforting smile, "As long as half a month, as long as one month, the eldest sister's hands will be fine."

The old lady breathed a sigh of relief, and Chen Yu felt relieved after hearing this.

"Sinking fish!" said the old lady: "You suddenly fell ill this time, thanks to Ah Heng. If you didn't have her, I'm afraid you wouldn't wake up until now. You should thank your second sister."

Feng Chenyu was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She wanted to kill Feng Yuheng, how could she thank her? "I would like to ask my grandmother to consider it more for her family. After all, my second sister was only twelve years old. Even if she got the true teachings of the old doctor Yao, she would only be a few years old when she was young. As for the Persian strange man she mentioned, it would be better if she didn't believe it. Don't rely too much on her family, so that she missed her family's body."

When she said this, because Feng Yuheng was separated from Ying, there was no good tone. The old lady was so angry that she heard it-"Are you teaching me a lesson? That day, you were unconscious and your father stayed overnight. I invited many doctors to come and couldn't wake you up. I had no choice but to find your second sister, and you did wake up under her treatment. It would be fine if you didn't know how to be grateful, but how could you say such words? You really don't know how to be ungrateful! You're too ungrateful!"

Chen Yu was shocked and immediately realized that his words were heavy. She hated Feng Yuheng, but now the person who talked to her was an old lady. How could she throw her temper on this grandmother who even her father had to give in?

Realizing this, Chen Yu quickly stood up and knelt down in front of the old lady: "Please forgive me for your sins! Chen Yu has just woken up for a few days and his mind is not very clear. The words just now are really nonsense!" He looked up again, and there were two strings of tears on his face. His little appearance would be as painful as it would be. How could the old lady continue to blame her?

"Get up quickly." She sighed, "I know you're in a good state, it's not your fault. But your second sister is really kind, you always have to thank them."

Feng Chenyu scolded the old lady in his heart, only to think that this old lady had lived for too long and was confused. She was so happy that she was coaxed by a wild child in the mountains and was so protective of her.

But the old lady insisted, and she had no choice but to hold her breath and said to Feng Yuheng: "For this, thank you for your second sister." When she spoke, she didn't even look at Feng Yuheng.

The old lady also felt that Chen Yu had a bad attitude, so she was about to say a few more words to her, but at this moment, a girl came in from outside and took a white greeting post in her hand.

Madam Zhao quickly stepped forward and picked up the post, said a few words to the girl, then turned her head and said to the old lady, "It is a funeral note sent by the Bu Mansion. Mr. Bu, the Minister of Personnel, is a great funeral. Our mansion should go to pay his respects." She said while handing the post to the old lady.

The old lady took it and looked at it and said, "It's time to go. When Shen's funeral was held, the Bu family's eldest son was here."

After hearing this, Feng Yuheng thought about it in his heart. Is the eldest son of the Bu family called... Bu Baiqi? Her grandfather Yao Xian got the news of her birth when he treated Bu Baiqi's injuries.

"If you want to talk about the eldest son of the Bu family, he is really a honest and honest man, we..." The old lady couldn't say anything at this point, her voice stopped and her hands shook. She subconsciously looked at Feng Yuheng, and with just one glance, she looked back.

Feng Yuheng found it funny and asked: "Did Aheng mention it on the mourning post?"

The old lady nodded awkwardly, but shrank the mourning sticker in her hand, "Yes, there is an invitation to Ah Heng in the post."

"Ha." She couldn't help laughing, "The mourning post is actually called? The Bu family is doing the wedding!" Generally, only the mourning post will be specially named and asked to go with her, but the mourning post is invited by the family unit.

The old lady also felt that the Bu family was too much, but what she thought was too much was not the mourning post title, but the post clearly stated: Feng Yuheng, a concubine of Feng family, went to Bu Mansion to kowtow to Bu Shangshu. But she didn't dare to tell Feng Yuheng that God knew what the two granddaughters would react. What's more, what does Bu Shangshu's death have to do with their Ah Heng?

"The Bu family is really bullying!" The old lady put down the mourning sticker in her hand, "Aheng doesn't have to pay attention to it."

An also nodded, "Bu Shangshu's official position is only the second-rank, but our master is the first-rank. How could they call the young lady of the Feng family to pay their respects?"

Yao also spoke, saying more professional than An’s—“There is no such rule in the court.”

Everyone agreed with the words of both of them, and nodded repeatedly, but Feng Chenyu frowned and said to himself: "Although Mr. Bu is not as good as his father's official position, there is still a concubine in the palace!"

When the old lady heard this, she began to think about it again.

Indeed, a minister could not control the prime minister, but the imperial concubines in the palace were different. Although everyone knows that Shangshu Bu was killed by the imperial concubine, the imperial concubine was thrown out by the emperor himself, and he offended Concubine Yun because of offending Concubine Yun. Even so, there was no news of the imperial concubine being relegated to the throne in the palace, as if her days were no different from before. In this way, the relationship was more subtle.

The old lady subconsciously looked at Feng Yuheng and saw a face that was free and calm without any worries.

Seeing her coming, Feng Yuheng spoke and took the initiative: "Grandma, don't worry, Aheng will go to Bu Mansion. No matter what, Aheng saw that Lord Ribu passed away and Aheng saw it with his own eyes. If he didn't go to mourn, he would always feel uncomfortable."

When the old lady heard her say this, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that this granddaughter would stubbornly refuse to go, and she didn't know what trouble would happen again.

"Aheng is really sensible." She said sincerely: "It would be great if all the children in the family could be like you."

Feng Yuheng threw out this reason, and Xiangrong, who was sitting next to him, had to go, so he got up and said, "Yirong has the same idea as the second sister."

The old lady nodded repeatedly, "Then let's go together, grandmother takes you to Bu Mansion." She said and looked at Chen Yu: "You can go together too."

After leaving Shuyayuan, Yao took Feng Yuheng for a few steps, and waited to get a certain distance from everyone, and then said: "The rest of the Bu family is nothing, you should know a little. But Bu Baiqi, the only son of Bu Shangshu, has always been intimate with your grandfather's family for many years. He is now a fifth-rank doctor in the Ministry of Revenue, he..."

Seeing that Yao was a little anxious, Feng Yuheng simply took the words: "He has a son named Bu Cong, who once asked his father to come to Feng's mansion to propose marriage to me."

Yao nodded: "Do you still remember?"

Of course she didn't remember that she had heard from others, but she didn't want to explain too much, so she just nodded casually: "I understand what my mother meant. Don't worry, since Ah Heng promised the ninth prince, he would never fall in love with others again."

Yao breathed a sigh of relief, "Anyway, you must be careful when you go to the Bu family to speak and do things. I always feel that this funeral is not that simple."

The next morning, Feng Yuheng wore a plain dress to pick up the old lady in Shuya Garden and accompanied the old lady to the door of the mansion in person.

Xiangrong was waiting at the door early in the morning. When the three of them met, they saw Xiangrong looking in one direction and showing a terrified expression on his face.
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