Yao's eyes were filled with tears, "It was all my mother who delayed you and Zirui. If you were not the granddaughter of the Yao family, you would not have been implicated by that disaster."

Feng Yuheng shook his head, "If we had nothing to do with the Yao family, I'm afraid Feng Jinyuan wouldn't have carried his mother into the mansion in the eighth-carrying sedan chair, so that there would be no Zirui and I."

Hearing her call Feng Xiang’s Daming directly, Yao still felt it was inappropriate even if she had much resentment towards her husband. She advised her daughter: “No matter how bad that person is, he will always be your father.”

Feng Yuheng raised the corner of his mouth, and his face became a little cold. She said, "Is it because my mother still has feelings for him?"

Yao thought about this question seriously for a while, shook his head, "If you want to talk about feelings, it was gone when you were kicked out of court. But Ah Heng, you have to understand that women have no more choices in their life. Become a monk and become a husband. No matter how their husband's family treats you, it is the life of a woman."

"Fate is yours, and men never have the final say." Feng Yuheng reminded Yao: "Three obediences and four virtues are mutual. If he treats you like a mustard of grass, you don't have to offer him as a guest of honor."

Yao smiled bitterly, raised his hand to stroke Feng Yuheng's face, "Silly kid, there are not so many fair things. You think they are mutual, but they don't think so. My mother actually has no hope for a long time. If she only lives in that small mountain village for the rest of her life, it would be great. But I feel wronged that you and Zi Rui are so sorry that they want to return to the capital. But I didn't expect the ninth prince..."

"The ninth prince is very good." Feng Yuheng was unwilling to persuade Yao again, but in fact he had already made up his mind to find an opportunity to understand the issue of divorce in this era. If Yao was willing, after she had dealt with the people of this mansion, everyone would just leave! "Don't worry, mom, Ah Heng was willing to do this marriage, willing."

"But..." Yao was still unwilling to give up, "It would be fine if anything else, that's the issue of offspring..."

"Mom cares so much, can we still judge the emperor? Or is it because the Feng family has the courage to break off the engagement with the Royal Palace? So, what is left to change, it is better to look at each other's better. At least everything that happened today is satisfactory in my opinion."

Indeed, Feng Yuheng was very satisfied, quite satisfied. Seeing that the small Liuyuan was filled with big boxes, she was even more satisfied.

"Mom, look, these are all good things sent by His Highness the Emperor of the Imperial Palace. Not to mention anything else, just Guanghan Si, Good Man Jin, Shui Yun Zhuan, Ruoyesha and Ruoyanluo. Do you think if he didn't treat me sincerely, he would send them to Feng Mansion? And..." She covered her mouth and chuckled, and told Yao about the betrothal gifts given to Feng Mansion today and the private betrothal gifts given to her. Seeing Yao's grieving eyebrows and smiled, she felt relieved.

"Those are treasures that the palace ladies cannot get. The ninth prince is really intent." Yao turned a blind eye to Feng Yuheng's hair off his forehead. "Our family has grown up, so make your own decisions. Mother always hopes you are good. If he can treat you sincerely, other things..." Yao suddenly paused, thought for a while, and then leaned into Feng Yuheng's ear and whispered: "It's okay to talk about the matter of the offspring. I'll find an opportunity to send a letter to your grandfather in the future. Maybe there is no room for turning around."

Feng Yuheng nodded seriously: "Don't worry, mom, Ah Heng will definitely not be wronged." While saying that, he pushed the box in his hand to Yao: "This is the silver and gold notes sent by His Highness the Emperor, and mom will keep it for you!"

Yao didn't answer, and pushed her forward and then pushed her back, "My Ah Heng is an idea-friendly child. My mother believes that no matter how much money you put into your hands, you will properly control it. You can keep these by yourself, but your mother doesn't want them. After a few years, you will also be in charge of the family. Now you can learn more."

Feng Yuheng did not insist anymore, but said, "Aheng will never treat his mother and Zirui badly. You are the only relatives I recognize in this world. We must all live well and keep our eyes open to see what kind of retribution those who once felt sorry for us will receive."

Yao saw a flash of hostility in Feng Yuheng's eyes. Although she quickly recovered as before, she still sighed in her heart.

No matter what daughter is, her daughter is different from before, she has long felt this. But no matter what, this is her daughter, whether forbearing, indifferent, or as strong and courageous as she is now, she recognizes it. However, no mother hopes that her child is full of resentment. If possible, she hopes that the ninth prince can really treat Aheng well, so that she can stay away from Feng Mansion, a desperate place, and go to a family with sunshine and warmth.

Feng Yuheng saw Yao's emotions, but didn't say much. He gently grabbed Yao's arm, and for the first time he snuggled beside her like a little daughter, and said obediently: "Mom, you will be fine, and everything will be fine."

On the other side, the mother and the two said their intimate words, while on the other side, Feng Zirui was completely excited by the big boxes that were carried in.

Feng Yuheng smiled and walked to an open box, picked out a small tiger carved from it. It was as big as a fist of a child, strung together with a brown forging belt, and half-long ears hanging down below, which were very delicate.

"Come on." She pulled Zi Rui to her side, "I turned around and prepared my new clothes, and let Sister Huangquan tie this to your waist."

Zi Rui was very happy and couldn't let go of the little tiger holding it.

Yao also laughed, "Zi Rui is a tiger, it's a coincidence."

Huang Quan giggled and told Yao: "What a coincidence? Our prince specially prepared some gifts for his wife and young master. This little tiger is one of them."

A burst of emotion arose in my heart again, and an unconcealed smile also floated on the corners of my lips. Feng Yuheng's face was a little hot.

"Thank you for your care." Yao felt much better. It was not because he got a good object, but through this incident, you could see that the ninth prince cared about her daughter, that's good.

The box was almost moved, and He Zhong ran to Feng Yuheng and asked for instructions: "Miss II, there are still some boxes that can't be put down, and they are already placed outside the Liuyuan Gate. I asked the second lady to tell me, will the moon gate on the north wall be opened immediately?"

Feng Yuheng nodded, "Open, open immediately, don't be beautiful, don't be too big, just enough for two people to pass by. If you make the worker quicker, it's best to complete the work within two days."

He Zhong nodded and bowed to his job, and ran to work hard.

Yao was already confused, "Why should I open the moon gate on the north wall?"

Feng Yuheng asked back: "Does your mother know that His Highness, the Royal Highness, gave me a house?"

Yao nodded, "I heard of it."

"It's the one next to the north wall."

Yao was surprised that she grew up in the capital, so she naturally knew the origin of the house next to Feng Mansion. Unexpectedly, the house that everyone in Houwang and Generals wanted to get was eventually fallen into the hands of her daughter.

After moving the things, the servants retreated, and the small Liuyuan finally calmed down.

Madam Sun came up to ask Feng Yuheng: "Your Highness has sent you some tea. Is the old slave going to make it for the lady and wife?"

Feng Yuheng nodded, "Shop in a bar, use the tea sets sent by His Highness." Then he turned his head and said to Huang Quan: "After a while, you can help Madam Sun pick out the food and use food in the betrothal gift and store it separately. When we move to the next door, we will set up a separate room to store those. Others are classified. If you have access, you must keep records in time."

Huang Quan received the order: "Miss, don't worry, if anyone dares to make the idea of ​​these betrothal gifts, the Royal Palace will not let him go!"

As soon as these words were said, Shen's greedy face flashed through Baotang's mind. Baotang shivered and thought to himself that he must remember to remind the eldest lady to be careful and not to have a bond with the Imperial Palace because of money!

The Imperial Palace made a statement, so the people of Fengfu no longer dared to make things difficult for Yao's side, at least they did not dare to do so on the surface.

This is first reflected in the food!

As soon as noon arrived, the manager of the kitchen immediately rushed to Liuyuan with a group of servants. The food plates that served the food plates and the food box that carried the food box, twelve people came in a vast and powerful way.

The manager was an old woman in her fifties. Her fat body was as good as Shen's. When she smiled, her eyes were almost squeezed out by the flesh.

As soon as I arrived at Liuyuan, I didn’t care much about Yao, so I came to Feng Yuheng directly - "Old slave Wang, ask the second lady for your care! It’s noon, I’m here to deliver food to the second lady!"

Feng Yuheng hates such people who are tempted by the storm. The food they sent before were not as good as pigs. In this blink of an eye, they were able to flatter to this extent, which is really admirable.

She waved her hand, pulled Yao and Zi Rui back to the house, and threw a scattered thing in the yard to the people.

Not long after, Wangchuan and Huang Quan personally brought the food to the house. Unfortunately, the original table could not contain so many meals. In the end, Manxi and Baotang moved the small table in the wing room together and barely put it down.

Feng Yuheng was not polite at all, and sat down and started eating.

Yao always thinks too much, she asked Feng Yuheng: "Will we be criticized like this?"

Feng Yuheng asked Zirui which dish we liked to eat, and then picked it up for him, and answered Yao: "If you like to criticize, go and criticize. Isn't this table of dishes? Are there less criticisms we have since we returned to the house?"

Yao thought about it and made the same sense, so he stopped talking and focused on eating.

Why did the three of them finish so many dishes? In the end, they didn’t move several plates. Feng Yuheng made the decision: “This is the rule in the future. The servants in Liuyuan go to eat in the kitchen. You can take these plates to eat. If you have any favorite food, you can take them away if you don’t dislike them. After moving to the next door, ask Madam Sun to set up a special canteen for you.”
Chapter completed!