The third prince Xuan Tianye's concubine has been ill in recent years. I don't know how many times the imperial physician in the palace has been there, but I can't see the reason. After dragging on it year by year, it is said that people are getting more and more haggard every day.

Zhang Yuan heard Tianwu's question and stepped forward to return: "No one can cure Princess Xiang's illness. I heard it is getting worse and worse recently, I'm afraid I can't survive this winter."

Tianwu frowned and pondered for a while, but his eyes turned to Feng Yuheng in a faint way.

Feng Yuheng couldn't understand what the emperor meant, so he quickly spoke: "Let's try it out."

Tianwu was very satisfied with Feng Yuheng's initiative, and then followed and asked: "Are you sure that you can cure it?"

Feng Yuheng shook her head, "No, my daughter-in-law has never seen Princess Xiang before, and I don't know what disease she had."

"Yeah." Tianwu felt that her words made sense, and then said to Zhang Yuan: "Go and notify the queen and let her enter the palace tomorrow. If she is too sick to leave, carry it in for me."

Zhang Yuan responded again and ran to the Queen's harem in person.

Tianwu was getting older and was a little weak at this moment. Xuan Tianhua personally helped him to the edge of the dragon couch in the warmer pavilion, and helped him change his clothes, clean his face, and wash his mouth with his own hands.

Feng Yuheng borrowed the tea room in the side hall of Zhaohe Hall to personally prepare a piece of tea to calm the spirit.

But in fact, borrowing the tea room is just a cover. Her calm tea is called directly from the space. Not only is the quality of the tea better, but the most important thing is that the method and technology of making tea has been so popular in this era that it has a stronger tea aroma and a purer taste.

A bowl of tea was taken out from the tea room and reached the front of the dragon bed. As soon as the lid opened, Tianwu felt a scent of tea coming to his nose, but it was not so strong and stimulating. It was clear and light, making people want to smell it again after smelling it.

"What kind of tea is this?" He took it and put it under his nose for a while, but it didn't smell it.

"The daughter-in-law is used to calm the mind of the father." She avoided the important things and gave a vague explanation.

Tian Wu didn't feel surprised, so he picked it up and took a sip. After putting it in, it turned out to be more fragrant than it smelled. He drank two more sips, and finally couldn't help it. He tilted his neck and drank the whole bowl of tea.

Feng Yuheng smiled and said, "If my father likes it, would you please send it to the palace after Ah Heng returns?"

Tianwu looked at her and was a little funny, "Your father is coming back to Beijing with the funeral banner. That funeral banner was fought for you and his legitimate son."

Feng Yuheng smiled helplessly and said nothing.

Tianwu said again: "I will also give you a chance. If you cure Princess Xiang's illness, I will give you a grace, how about it?"

Feng Yuheng took a step back, knelt down, and said solemnly: "My daughter-in-law thanked her father and emperor for being kind."

This thank you was so sad that Xie Detianwu was stunned and then reacted: "What kind of grace do you want from me?"

Feng Yuheng pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Tianwu waved his hand: "Forget it, I promise you what you want at that time."

Feng Yuheng kowtowed again: "Thank you, my father, for letting my daughter-in-law treat Princess Xiang."

Tianwu nodded, "He is a smart girl. After curing Princess Xiang, your elder sister who wants to marry into Princes Xiang's mansion will have more trouble."

Feng Yuheng smiled but said nothing.

Tianwu turned over the dragon couch, Xuan Tianhua took off his shoes and socks for him. When the brocade quilt was overturned, he heard Tianwu sigh again: "It is better to cure Ming'er's legs than to cure Ming'er's legs. When your family's affairs are more stable, just treat Ming'er's legs."

"The daughter-in-law follows the order."

That night, Xuan Tianhua left the palace and returned to Prince Chun's mansion, while Xuan Tianming accompanied Feng Yuheng Yun's Concubine Feng Han.

First, when she got to the palace, she had to meet Concubine Yun, and second, Feng Yuheng decided to live in the Yuehan Palace. Because there were no outsiders in the Yuehan Palace except for the two princes, Concubine Yun was considered her own, and for her current status of refuge, it was the most suitable.

Feng Yuheng pushed Xuan Tianming along the way. It was still a bit difficult for her to push a big man with a twelve-year-old small body, especially the heavy wooden wheelchair in ancient times, which had a lot of weight. Coupled with Xuan Tianming's weight, it was really a challenge for her.

Feng Yuheng sighed as she walked: "Even if your legs are to be cured, they won't be cured in a short while. I'll change you a wheelchair another day." She remembered the modern wheelchair in the pharmacy space, which was both light and excellent in vibration absorption due to rubber wheels. It would be more convenient for Xuan Tianming to push it in such a wheelchair.

Xuan Tianming had no idea about this kind of thing. In short, Feng Yuheng said to change it for him, so he nodded and said yes. Thinking about it, he told Feng Yuheng about the news he brought back from work: "Do you want to know how Feng Zihao died?"

Of course she wanted to.

So, Xuan Tianming told her with a vocal and vivid voice that happened in the Feng family's ancestral home at that time. Of course, these were all said by Wangchuan and Huang Quan, and he just added fuel to the fire and said more specifically. His original intention was to see Feng Yuheng's little blushing after hearing this. Unexpectedly, the girl not only did not blush, but also shouted excitedly: "So, Feng Zihao finally succeeded? Hahahaha! Xuan Tianming, this is really good news."

He curled his lips, what! How could a twelve-year-old girl react like this when she heard this?

But he also expressed his attitude: "Feng Zihao is dead, but Feng Chenyu is still alive. Do you want me to help you torture her?"

Feng Yuheng shook his head like a rattle: "No, no! If you dare to drug me, her fate should not be as simple as death. Xuan Tianming, look at Feng Chenyu's skin, I have to peel off her layer by layer in front of others!"

She was harsh when she said this and her eyes became a little sharper. Xuan Tianming just turned around and looked at her, and couldn't help but persuade her: "You can deal with others, but don't be angry with yourself."

She then came to her senses and said with a smile: "Don't worry! I will treat it as a pleasure to deal with her. What's more, I absolutely don't believe that Feng Chenyu and Feng Zihao are the only ones who handle this matter. For example, Feng Chenyu got it from where it is very straightforward and we have to keep her out of the people behind the scenes."

"I really don't want my help?"

"No." The corner of her lips raised to a beautiful curve. "A woman's intrigue is a little thought. Don't interfere, you big man, you have lost your identity in vain. It was the father who said that when my family's affairs are handled, it's time to start treating your legs."

"Okay." Xuan Tianming nodded, but made three rules with her: "But you have to promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you must tell me that you must not hide it from me. You have to practice in the camp for a while. I am afraid that I can't live in Tongshengxuan at night, so be careful."

"It's okay." She replied lightly, "You're busy with yours. I will definitely go to you if I need it."

When the two arrived at Yuehan Palace, before Concubine Yun could rest, she was teasing a cat in the hall below the Yuelou.

The cat was gray, round and fat, thick and short limbs, short and dense matte, big head and round face, and very cute.

Feng Yuheng is not very knowledgeable about small animals, but he can also see that this cat is mostly a breed called British short hair in later generations. I just sigh that there were British short hairs in this era?

She pushed Xuan Tianming forward, then let go of the wheelchair pusher, and went forward to pay tribute to Concubine Yun: "My daughter-in-law has met her mother, and she is safe."

Before Yun Fei could answer the conversation, suddenly, the fat cat ran over with a "meow" and rushed towards Feng Yuheng. The sticky and unaware of it, she thought the kitten had seen her mother. After Feng Yuheng subconsciously reached out to hug it, it even stuck out its little tongue and licked her a few times.

Concubine Yun couldn't help but exclaim: "I have been funny about this cat for nearly a month, but I haven't seen it get close to me. Even if it is fed, it's far away from me, let alone want to hug it. It's your intention... Forget it, since it's a destined person, I'll give it to you."

British shorthair cats are a very flattering breed. Generally speaking, as long as people who are not very repulsive of small animals, they can't help but like it.

The same goes for Feng Yuheng.

She didn't want to let go when she picked it up. When Concubine Yun said she wanted to give it to her, she couldn't help but feel very happy. She quickly bent down and said, "Thank you, daughter-in-law, for the reward." Thinking about it again, "I wonder if Mother Mother gave this cat a name?"

Concubine Yun nodded, "Called Mantou."

Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianming both praised: "It's true to be an image."

Concubine Yun just smiled and said, "It's just a relief." Looking at Feng Yuheng again, she went straight to the topic: "Come here to hide from others?"

Feng Yuheng replied awkwardly: "I won't hide it from my mother's mother, that's right."

"Then let's stay there. No one is here at Yuehan Palace. You can talk to me and avoid being too bored."

Feng Yuheng originally wanted to exchange a few more greetings with her, but after taking a breath, he always smelled the fragrance in the hall. He searched left and right, and his eyes finally fell on a giant incense burner in the middle of the hall: "What kind of incense is this burning of the mother's mother?"

Concubine Yun stared at her and said for a while: "Those who understand medicine are good at your nose. It's nothing. The emperor rewarded the concubine. I think it's good, so I'll use it for use."

Feng Yuheng shook his head and disagreed: "Does the mother know what this incense is for?"

Concubine Yun sneered, "Of course I know that if I can't give birth to a child after hearing it for a long time, the emperor will do this."

"What else?"

"It's faster than ordinary people." Concubine Yun said this very easily, as if she was talking about other people's affairs, but she didn't know that she had used this fragrance for more than a month.

Xuan Tianming got angry, "I know you still use it?"

But she said, "It's better to be older, but no one will worry about you when you're old."

"After so many years, why are you doing?" Xuan Tianming was extremely puzzled by Concubine Yun's behavior. "Is it useful to be angry with him like this?"

Concubine Yun's face changed slightly, as if she was trapped in memories, but with a hint of resentment, reluctance and ruthlessness.

"Disgusting." She just threw down this sentence, turned around and left, but also threw down a sentence while walking: "You go and rest, don't stay in the Neiyue Tower for too long, the little girl can't smell this."

Xuan Tianming raised his voice and said to her, "You can't use it anymore!" He showed anger on his face, and waved his hand to instruct his servants: "Remove this incense to me! I will raise it all, and I will not use it again in the future!"

Concubine Yun said quietly: "It's up to you." The man had already left the hall.

Feng Yuheng saw that Xuan Tianming was really angry, so he quickly comforted him and said, "It's okay, I'll go back and add a medicinal fragrance to my mother and adjust her body, and it will be fine."

Finally back to the rest hall, Xuan Tianming sent her into the house and left the palace. She held the cat named Mantou and stood in front of the window. The window just faced the direction of Feng Mansion. The corner of the girl's lips was slightly raised, and her Tongshengxuan really missed her.
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