Xuan Tianming had quick eyes and quick hands. He stepped forward with two steps and grabbed the person with one hand.

Feng Yuheng was stunned for a while and said casually: "Thank you, Mr.."

He twitched the corner of his mouth, "Do you have bad legs or bad brain?"

Feng Yuheng gritted her teeth and said, "It may be because of a bad look, or it's just a mouthful." She grabbed Xuan Tianming and stared at Bai Ze.

Bai Ze didn't know what he was wrong. He was keeping an umbrella for his master. Why did his master's wife turn against him as soon as he came?

Seeing that he was still stunned, Feng Yuheng was so angry that he squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "Please take away that umbrella!"

Xuan Tianming was puzzled: "My wife, it's hot."

She didn't want to talk to these two people anymore. She pretended to be Xu Xian by the lake in broad daylight. She had too much space to make up for. Can she have a good meal? Can she still...hey?

Someone who always realizes something later in the future finally found something wrong. Why are the carriages on the streets by the lake? Why don’t they leave? Also, the aunt who is buying eggs, what are you looking at? The lady opposite, are you glaring or rolling your eyes? Your eyes are about to fly out! Why are the girl over there looking expectant and full of tears?

Feng Yuheng followed the eyes of everyone and followed the roots, finally stopped on her fiancé's face, and then she became angry-"The mask was so covered that the man and woman could not be seen, why are they still so popular?"

She stopped doing it and threw Xuan Tianming away and walked to the ferry by the lake. Xuan Tianming pushed Bai Ze away who was holding an umbrella - "Hurry up and throw this broken umbrella!" Then she began to chase Feng Yuheng, "Oh, wife! Wife, go slowly, listen to me..."

From then on, with Xianya Tower as the center and radiating across the entire capital, a rumor about the Ninth Prince's fear of his wife spread. I heard that many ladies from the family formed the "Ninth Prince's Fan Club" and the "Anti-Jian County Lord Alliance". However, after comprehensively considering the nature of the Ninth Prince's wife-protecting maniacs and the six relatives of Ji'an County Lord's relatives do not recognize the nature of the husband, they decided to give up the organization that they had finally established and turn to silently support their idol.

Of course this is a later story. At present, Feng Yuheng is sitting in the private room of Xianya Tower and working hard with a big elbow.

Xuan Tianming sat opposite her and drank tea sips, but the hand holding the tea bowl was shaking a little bit. The sound of Bai Ze urging the vegetables outside sounded again: "That crispy fried pigeon, fry it quickly."

Xuan Tianming saw the girl in front of him bibimbap with elbow soup and slapped the table in anger: "Damn it! I just said you can't eat enough at Feng's house. Every time you go to Feng's house, you feel that you have lost weight again. Look, have you never had a full meal after you go home?"

Feng Yuheng finally raised his head from his elbow and replied: "Actually, I've eaten all of them in Tongshengxuan."

"Then Tongshengxuan will change the cook!" He thought for a while, called Bai Ze in, and ordered: "Change a cook from Xianyalou to Tongshengxuan and cook for your princess."

Bai Ze nodded and went out to explain.

Feng Yuheng originally wanted to say that there was no need to be so troublesome, but when he thought about the smell of the elbow, he swallowed it back when he said that when he was on his lips. Rejecting the chef of Xianyalou would be dissatisfied with his own mouth! After taking a few more mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, his life was instantly perfect.

Xuan Tianming couldn't stand it, and she was full of oil. She picked up the handkerchief and wiped her mouth. Then she reminded her, "Eat slowly, we don't have to hurry. Eat slowly, and you can eat more." After that, she found that the other person ignored her at all, and began to fight against the newly served crispy fried pigeon. She glared at the waiter who left with horror. He had to say, "You look at your eating habits in the eyes of outsiders, and I thought you were pregnant."

Feng Yuheng didn't even raise his head—"If you are pregnant, just be pregnant."

What else could he say? He looked at the girl eating for more than an hour and finally wiped out the delicious food on the table. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and asked carefully: "Do you want to order a few more dishes?"

Feng Yuheng shook his head, "No need." Then he asked again: "Can the chef follow you when you leave in a while?"

He nodded.

"That's all right, I'll go back to eat slowly tonight."

Xuan Tianming collapsed, "Wife, tell me what's wrong?"

Feng Yuheng shook his head, "No, I turned angry into appetite when I saw you attract bees and butterflies so much."

"Oh!" Xuan Tianming looked glad, "It's a good thing we met later. Otherwise, if you were caught up with me in the heyday of my king without wearing a mask, you would have gone bankrupt."

Feng Yuheng gave him a blank look and said, "Tsk, I just don't have a good look at you. I used to ignore you."

Xuan Tianming narrowed his eyes, and the purple lotus on his eyebrows turned a few times. He caught a key "eye" - "Who did you before?"

Feng Yuheng was drinking tea and eating, but almost choked himself to death. "I mean before going to the northwest, I liked me now, so I felt that the one I used to be was not me."

He just teased her and did not intend to investigate. He was a ninth prince who married a wife, how could he not check her? If he had known that something was strange, but that was not the key. What he wanted was the girl now. If he had changed to the past... that person, he would never admit it.

"I haven't come to Xianyalou for dinner for more than half a year. Are you feeling so furious?" He took the initiative to change the topic. The girl asked him out. He thought it was something wrong, but now it seems that someone is probably greedy.

"Xuan Tianming." She leaned forward to discuss with him: "When we return to the camp, can we bring the chef who was sent to the county lord's mansion with us? Anyway, he is still idle after we leave, so take it to the camp! Please."

"Look at your promising prospect." He reached out to point her little nose, but the words he said were: "Of course."

Feng Yuheng smiled and then calculated with his fingers: "In a few days, it will be Feng Chenyu's wedding and a wedding ceremony, and then we will arrange a wedding for her. Qianzhou's affairs will be discussed again... Xuan Tianming, when will we have to return to the camp!"

He knew that this girl had a heart in the camp, and this capital was not the place she liked at all, and the Feng family was not the place she wanted to contact, but he didn't understand: "I think you are quite concerned about Feng Chenyu and the third brother's marriage, what do you think?"

Feng Yuheng giggled, "It's not just about being attentive, I can't look forward to it more!"

When Xuan Tianming saw her bad appearance, he knew that there must be a good show, so he nodded, "Then I will go to watch the ceremony and treat it as giving him face."

"Okay!" Feng Yuheng's eyes became cold, and the coldness made people feel cold at first glance.

She hadn't shown such a look for a long time. She made steel all day in the camp, or faced with soldiers and blacksmiths, who were the simplest people in the world, and had a warm and smiling face all day long. But when she returned to the capital and came into contact with the people and affairs of the Feng family, her coldness came one after another without any need to be brewed.

Xuantian meditated that one day he would marry this girl back and would never let her go to Feng Mansion again.

"Feng Chenyu." She raised her lips and murmured, "I have been hurt by Zi Rui and I many times, but it's enough to use the Shen family to fill the hole. Look, what she most expects in her life is to marry someone who can ascend the throne in the future, so I will destroy this dream for her from the bottom of my heart."

Xuan Tianming seemed to have seen a good show, and he couldn't help but look forward to the grand occasion when the third brother married his concubine.

Feng Yuheng came to Xianya Tower today, there was nothing else, she just wanted to change her greed. The funny couple sat in the room for more than two hours without any intention of leaving. Bai Ze came in and asked them: "Is it done with supper here too?"

Before they could answer, they heard the waiter outside raise his neck and greet him: "Young Master Duanmu, please come here!"

All the service staff in Xianya Building were from the Imperial Palace. Even if it was a waiter who served tea and water, it was the eyeliner arranged by the Imperial Palace here. The Duanmu Master was obviously for them to hear this room. Feng Yuheng raised his eyebrows: "Duanmu Qing?"

Bai Ze suddenly laughed, "The people in the north are arrogant! They come for a meal and even bring a big name to the name?"

Xuan Tianming shrugged and smiled, "It's probably because he didn't have a seat and he gave a loud name to scare people."

He winked at Bai Ze. Bai Ze understood it. He walked to the wall and reached out to a painting to tinker for a while. The voices in the next room came clearly - "I heard that this Xianya Tower was opened by His Royal Highness Ninth?" The person who spoke was Duanmu Qing.

Then someone immediately replied to him: "Indeed, this is the most expensive restaurant in the entire capital, but it is also the best restaurant. In addition, the people who come here are all high-ranking officials and nobles. After a while, their reputation has improved."

Duanmuqing did not continue to ask about the Xianya Tower, and quickly changed the topic and asked the key things: "At the end of last year, I heard that the emperor seemed to be inclined toward His Highness again, but after arriving in Beijing this time, I found that His Highness Ninth was still very powerful. Why is this?"

Another person answered him: "The deputy governor doesn't know anything. At that time, the lord of Ji'an said in person that the Ninth Prince's leg could not be cured. The emperor was disappointed and then he became concerned about the Grand Prince again. But now you have also seen that the Ninth Prince's legs are as intact as before, and he also brought the lord of Ji'an to make all the steel. The emperor had liked him, so the wind direction naturally turned back."

There was a silence next door. After a long time, Duanmu Qing said again: "So, this position of crown prince is His Highness Jiu?"

Those who came with him responded: "Absolutely! I didn't run away!"

Feng Yuheng compared four fingers to Xuan Tianming and signaled that there were four people there. Xuan Tianming nodded and gave a thumbs up.

The voice of the next door came again, "I heard that the third prince will marry Feng Xiang's eldest daughter soon?"

"I heard that Feng Xiang's daughter has been predicted by Taoists since she was a child to take care of Feng's life!"

"But she is just a concubine now..."

Duanmu Qing's words came as he discussed: "The third prince only married a concubine. She is a concubine's daughter, so it's appropriate. As for Feng Ming, I have heard of it, but the third prince said that it was all nonsense. Maybe the Taoist thought that Miss Feng was good-looking, so that the theory of Feng Ming was not credible or credible."

He said this, but after all, this topic has been ripped off. The few people have been gossiping around Feng Ming for a long time.

Feng Yuheng sneered at the corner of his lips. Rumors stopped at the wise and became foolish, but they started from the planners. It seems that Duanmu Qing had the intention to plan something on this.
Chapter completed!