Feng Yuheng openly declared the power of Feng Mansion. At this moment, Feng Jinyuan finally realized the impact of Qianzhou's incident on him. This impact was not only in the court, but also in the courtyard of the house.

Moreover, Feng Yuheng had clearly made him realize a fact that the reason why the Feng family was safe was Feng Yuheng. In other words, the life and death of the old and young people in this mansion was actually in the hands of this daughter.

Feng Jinyuan became more and more shocked the more he thought about it. The old lady took the initiative to lift the Cheng sisters as their mistress. He thought it was just weighing the pros and cons, but now it seems that the old lady probably didn't expect that the Chengdi sisters and Feng Yuheng were originally in the same group. This family was firmly controlled by Feng Yuheng, and even he, the so-called master, no longer had any say.

He fell to the slump and waved his hand at the still stunned servant, "It's all right to Miss Second."

The servant nodded and left, Feng Yuheng also walked out of the door, and the last sentence he threw down was: "From now on, the county lord of this Feng Mansion has the final say."

Feng Jinyuan didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Until his secret guard appeared and helped him up, he realized that he had slid from the chair to the ground at some point.

The secret guard helped him and comforted him: "Master, don't think too much. At least the second lady in the Feng family is protected by it, so it is impossible to involve this incident in the Qianzhou incident. On the surface, this seems to be a step back, but in fact it is the best protection for the Feng family!"

Yeah?

Feng Jinyuan had almost no judgment at all. It was Geng's note in his arms that reminded him that he really had to think about the third prince.

"You go and explore the reality of the Xiang Prince's Mansion." He calmed down and ordered the secret guard, "Look at whether the ghost doctor Song Kang has the ability to cure people."

Feng Jinyuan went to check Xuan Tianye on the other side, but Feng Yuheng had already left the mansion and returned to his yard in a short while.

Seeing that they were back, Huang Quan quickly surrounded him and asked what happened. Wangchuan said, "This time he has completely broken up with Feng Xiang."

Huang Quan blinked, "Which time hasn't been torn? Did the lady say little when she beat that girl last time? The eighth generation of ancestors were almost cursed. The key is that Feng Xiang didn't have a good memory. He even committed a crime after scolding him once. Such a person is also a shame."

Feng Jinyuan completely agreed with Huang Quan’s words, “That’s right, it’s just a waste. I can’t stand this face without tearing it up!”

She said it was easy to get, but Wangchuan was thinking about another thing: "Miss is really going to Xiangwang Mansion tomorrow?"

Huang Quan widened his eyes, "What are you going there for? You are also beating the third prince?"

Wangchuan shook his head, "I guess that person can't afford to beat him anymore, and he will be beaten to death if he hits him again. The lady wants to meet the ghost doctor Song Kang..."

Wangchuan told Huang Quan about what happened in Feng Mansion before, which reminded Huang Quan of a rumor: "It is said that while the ghost doctor Song Kang treats a person well, another person will also die."

"Yeah?" Feng Yuheng was puzzled, "What does it mean?"

Huang Quan said: "He only treats the powerful and powerful. Songkang is not cured by the poor without money and power. But it is said that he cured a rich man, and a group of slaves would die in the family of the rich. The people spread evilly. Some even said that Songkang was using other people's lives to continue the life of the patient. The reason why he was called a ghost doctor is that it is not because he always wore a black robe."

Wangchuan thought for a while and said, "When Huang Quan said this, I remembered it, and it seemed that there was such a statement. However, before, I just thought it was a story made up by people and did not take it to my heart. How could he say that he was really a ghost?"

This was a rumor that I listened to as a story, but Feng Yuheng was in love with her. She thought about Huang Quan's words for a while, and nodded and said, "So that's what happened."

"Huh?" The two girls were confused, and Huang Quan said worriedly: "Miss, you must not believe in ghosts and gods!"

Feng Yuheng smiled bitterly, "There are no such sayings about ghosts and gods in the world? The ghost doctor Song Kang, can change bones, limbs, and even move the five organs. Do you think it happens that there are so many people who have just died to use it for him?"

Wangchuan immediately understood the truth, and then took a breath of air conditioning, "Miss means... he is using a living person..."

"That's right." A layer of coldness appeared on Feng Yuheng's face. The ghost doctor Song Kang, whose practice technique was too similar to that of the 21st century surgeon. In this ancient times without freezing conditions, if you want to undergo an organ transplant, you can only do it without a person who just died and is willing to donate. This is an era without human rights. The existence of slaves means that although some people are alive, their lives are not in their own hands. The slaves mainly work and they have to work and ask them to die, and they have no ability to resist. Song Kang only treats the powerful and nobles because the powerful and nobles have the ability to provide living bodies for him to do. After a while, they have also shaped his reputation as the ghost doctor.

Feng Yuheng became more and more heartbroken the more he thought about it. If that person really came from another time and space like her, she would have to find a way to eliminate the disaster without leaving any room for anything.

Wangchuan and Huang Quan were still waiting for her to talk down, but Feng Yuheng had no intention of talking any more, and just said to them: "Wangchuan will go to the Royal Palace in a while and ask His Highness to remove his wheelchair and send it to me. His legs are ready, but some people can never get off the couch. The wheelchairs will be passed on one by one, and we will deliver them to the third brother tomorrow."

Huang Quan laughed and said straight: "I'll give the third prince a wheelchair, so I won't be angry to death!"

Wangchuan answered the words: "I deserve to be angry. If I said that I was beaten to death, I was afraid that the emperor would not be able to step down, but now that he is angry, he will not blame anyone."

Feng Yuheng also nodded and said, "That's right, if he doesn't even have this psychological tolerance, what else can he expect from the throne."

"Then I'll go now." Wangchuan stopped waiting for a long time and turned around and left the room.

A maid brought the lunch in. Huang Quan took it and sent them away. While placing the dishes and chopsticks, he said to Feng Yuheng who was washing his hands: "The lady was not unhappy when she heard that she could not go to Xiaozhou immediately. Instead, she was a little guilty. She kept saying that the lady reminded her on the road many times, but she insisted on saving Feng Kun. If something really happened to the emperor, I am afraid she would be so guilty that she would die."

Feng Yuheng washed his hands and greeted Huang Quan for dinner. Two bites of chicken entered his mouth. Then he said: "It's good to learn some lessons. You have to let her know that kindness is not something that can occur at any time. There are too many potential and unexpected crises around us. If you are not careful, it will be a catastrophe."

About an hour later, Wangchuan brought Xuan Tianming and Bai Ze to the county lord's mansion. Feng Yuheng looked at Xuan Tianming still sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed by Bai Ze, and his eyebrows frowned: "Why are you lazy to this point?"

Xuan Tianming answered for granted: "I have been with me for so long, and my wife suddenly said she wanted to give it to someone. I am really reluctant to leave it."

Feng Yuheng had the urge to kick him out of the wheelchair with one kick, but thinking about it, forget it, so many servants are there, at least they can save him some face. But when I remembered it, I went up to ask Xuan Tianming with a smile: "I will go to Xiangwang Mansion to give gifts tomorrow. Do you want to go with me?"

Someone nodded shamelessly: "Since my beloved concubine invites me, I will reluctantly accompany you."

"Accompany me? I'm reluctant to do it?" Feng Yuheng kicked his wheelchair without hesitation, "Get up."

Xuan Tianming was obedient and stood up obediently, then slapped his long robe back, "Are you so handsome?"

She was speechless.

"Let's go." Someone grabbed the wolf claws forward, "Go into the house, let's talk about his heart." While pulling the little girl into the house, he waved his hand to the three people behind him and said, "You are waiting outside. Don't disturb if there is nothing important. Well, you can't disturb if there is something important."

After saying that, the two of them had already crossed the threshold, and when they saw Xuan Tianming wave his sleeves, his hands not touching the edge of the door frame, the two doors were closed obediently.

Feng Yuheng was very surprised. The application of the internal power of ancient martial arts is indeed superb, which is incomparable to modern hard qigong. In fact, the two should be considered the same thing from a certain level, and they all rely on the special operation of their own qi and meridians to achieve a certain degree of physical change. She always thought that the hard qigong in later generations should be a continuation of the internal power of ancient martial arts after thousands of years of development and changes. However, in the evolution of the thousand years, something must have happened, which led to a part of this inheritance. This made the hard qigong in later generations not as wide and free as the internal power of ancient martial arts, nor so ever-changing.

She was thinking about things in her mind. When she came to her senses, the person had been pulled to the side of the bed by Xuan Tianming and sat down.

Feng Yuheng jumped up in a flash, jumped far away, staring at Xuan Tianming and asked vigilantly: "It's broad daylight, what are you going to do?"

As a result, someone asked her: "Is it possible that I can do what I can do in broad daylight?"

She shook her head, "It's not okay during the day or night. I'm still young and haven't grown up."

"Aoi Shui is here."

"Let the water of a kohlras do not mean that the body organs are mature."

"Then I will wait for you and the hairpin."

"In theory, I have to be considered a real adult after I was eighteen."

"Get out of here!" Someone stopped doing it, "Feng Yuheng, try again."

"I...I won't say it." She wished she could slapped herself, why did she voluntarily lose the disadvantage when she got into this bastard? Feng Yuheng, Feng Yuheng, she despised herself.

"Come here!" Xuan Tianming waved to her, "Show you something."

She leaned forward in confusion and saw the man start to stretch out to unbutton the collar. She stopped doing it again, "Are you a sperm on your brain?"

"What's the thing?" Xuan Tianming didn't understand, "What insect?"

"Just say you are lustful!" She roared and pointed at his hand, "You try to untie another one? This county lord whip you to death!"

He didn't believe in that evil, so he really solved another one, and said at the same time: "Who are you scared? You are not all your skills from me. Who can beat anyone?"
Chapter completed!