While Feng Zihao was crying, the person who went to Jinyuyuan to search came back. Two of the little girls had obvious colours on their faces, and they were crying while walking.

The old lady asked disliked: "What's going on?"

Madam Zhao walked to the old lady, helped her arm and replied, "I asked the eldest lady to beat her. When we went to search the yard, the eldest lady started to make trouble and grabbed the two girls and kept beating her."

The old lady was so angry that she hummed: "How can such a bad woman be my mistress in Feng Mansion!"

Madam Zhao pulled the old lady's sleeve and handed the thing in her hand forward: "This was found under the lady's pillow."

Everyone heard this, and they all stretched their necks and looked here. Feng Zihao limped forward.

When the old lady took the thing into her hand, her hands were trembling. She had never seen anyone who lived to this age. A doll used to practice witchcraft actually turned it out under Fengchenyu's pillow.

She looked at the back of the doll, and the words Feng Zihao were written brightly, as well as his birthday. The old lady felt cold in her heart. Why didn't any of these grandchildren and girls make her worry-free?

"Feng Chenyu!" Feng Zihao turned his back on the scene as soon as he saw this thing, "Feng Chenyu! You scorpion-hearted woman! How dare you curse me like this!"

Feng Chenyu is even more unfair than Dou E. When did she have that kind of thing under her pillow? Even if Feng Zihao is not serious, he is her biological brother. How could she harm him so much?

"Grandmother!" Her eyes were filled with tears, and her whole body was trembling. "The sinking fish did not harm my brother, that little man was not a sinking fish!"

"Why did you search under your pillow?" Feng Zihao pointed at Chenyu and cursed: "I just lie next to your pillow once, and you woman actually want to curse me to death!"

"I didn't curse you!"

The brother and sister started arguing in front of everyone. Feng Yuheng pulled Zi Rui aside. The two sat on the flower bed while watching the scenery while chatting: "Zi Rui can't learn from his elder brother in the future, have you heard?"

Feng Zirui nodded vigorously: "Sister, don't worry, Zirui is a good child and does not do bad things."

There was a turmoil in the yard. The old lady was in poor health for a while. She was either angry or angry every day. She had been in constant trouble for so many days. She felt her blood rushing upwards, and the feeling she felt when she was sick in Songyuan that day came again.

She was so scared that she quickly touched the medicine given by Feng Yuheng in her sleeve bag. She pulled out the bottle plug and poured it into her mouth. After a while, she finally calmed down.

I couldn't help but think of Feng Yuheng's goodness again. When I saw her two granddaughter holding her grandson and talking by the flower bed. The siblings and sisters were intimate and considerate. Feng Zirui's appearance became more and more beautiful as she looked.

Let’s look at the brother and sister here. They were both born to one mother, but now they are red eyebrows and green eyes. If one hadn’t been injured on one, the other could still remember to be reserved, I’m afraid they would fight together now.

The old lady couldn't help but glared at Yao. If it weren't for the sudden change in the Yao family, how good would the life in Feng Mansion be now!

While there was a quarrel in the yard, Feng Jinyuan came back from the court.

As soon as the prime minister, who had already had a dark face, heard Feng Zihao cursing angrily: "Why didn't I sleep with you?"

"Who are you? Who are you going to sleep?" Feng Jinyuan felt that he had done such a thing because he had committed a crime. He rushed to Feng Zihao in front of him in two steps, and slapped him on the head, slapped Feng Zihao twice, and beat Feng Zihao up in a dizzy way.

Feng Zihao didn't see who was hitting him clearly, and subconsciously cursed: "Which turtle dares to hit me?"

When I saw that it was his own, I became depressed in an instant.

Chen Yu knelt on the ground with a pounce, grabbed Feng Jinyuan's robe and cried: "Father, Chen Yu is really unfair. Chen Yu really has never done anything to curse his brother!"

Feng Jinyuan glanced at Chenyu, then turned around and looked at Taoist Master Ziyang, frowned and asked, "Why is Taoist Master here?"

The old lady pulled Feng Jinyuan and told him what had happened before. She saw Feng Jinyuan stomping her feet-"Damn it!"

The old lady didn't understand, "Why are you confused? Didn't you believe what Taoist Master Ziyang said back then? He said that Ah Heng was a disaster star, and that the sinking fish was a phoenix's life, and all these... are fulfilling."

Feng Jinyuan originally thought that Ziyang was really in trouble when he came to Feng Mansion at this time, but when it comes to disaster stars, he had to think about the things that happened these days. It seemed that since Feng Yuheng returned to the mansion, the Feng family had not stopped. Could it be that this girl really had a conflict with Feng Mansion?

He had just cast his puzzled gaze on Feng Yuheng, when the butler He Zhong, who was originally standing at the door, suddenly rushed to him all the way, leaned into his ear and said a few words.

Feng Jinyuan's face turned stern, and he quickly pointed at Ziyang and He Zhong and said, "Hurry! Tie him up and throw him into the woodshed in the backyard! Hurry!"

Without saying a word, He Zhong greeted the servants with one gesture, and tied Zi Yang up in a few seconds.

No one understood what was going on. Zi Yang's mouth was stuffed with cotton cloth and could not make any sound.

Feng Jinyuan didn't have time to explain, but just warned everyone: "No one is allowed to mention today's matter!"

At this moment, I heard a voice at the gate that was a bit lazy and with some things saying, "What are you allowed to mention again?"

Immediately afterwards, a sharp and awkward voice sang: "His Royal Highness is here!"

The people in the Feng Mansion exploded with a "buzz" sound!

The Imperial King? Arrival?

That battle holy Buddha came in person?

Feng Jinyuan's calves are twitching. He has been the prime minister for so many years, and dealing with the prince is a daily behavior. But this ninth prince has no connection from beginning to end. Even when someone got engaged with Feng Yuheng, he heard others say that the ninth prince was speaking out, and whether to engage in a marriage is given to the queen, he will decide whether to marry or not.

Therefore, this marriage was once forgotten by many people, and the emperor even gave the daughter of the king of a different surname to the ninth prince again.

The reason why he had the idea of ​​changing Chenyu to the past was nothing more than thinking that the ninth prince would be made the crown prince when he returned from great victory. At that time, he joined hands with his ministers to put pressure on the emperor, and the marriage that had changed to Gengtie might be completed. With Feng Chenyu's beauty, even if the ninth prince did not do it at that time, he would have to bow under her pomegranate skirt in a short time.

But now, Feng Jinyuan began to regret being involved with the ninth prince. Apart from his injuries, this man's increasingly difficult-to-understand temperament also made Feng Jinyuan avoid it.

Just like now, the man suddenly came to Feng Mansion, and their Feng family was not prepared at all. What's even more terrible is that how could a good thing happen if the ninth prince arrived? I'm afraid it would cause another disaster.

With the arrival of the Royal King, a jade sedan chair was carried in by four porters. Above the sedan chair, a man in purple robe sat lazily. The golden mask on his face shone brightly in the sun, making people dare not look directly at him.

Everyone in Feng Mansion knelt down to greet him and shouted: "His Royal Highness, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Year

Feng Yuheng looked up slightly and glared at Xuan Tianming, and saw that the man's eyes were just coming to her. His eyes were facing each other, and they even rolled their eyes.

Xuan Tianming had no intention of asking the sedan chairman to put down his jade chasing. He just raised his hand lazily and heard the eunuch beside him say, "Flat!"

The Feng family then stood up.

Feng Jinyuan took the initiative to step forward and spoke, "I don't know that His Highness, the Emperor of Imperial King, has missed the opportunity to welcome him, and I still forgot to forgive you for your crime."

Xuan Tianming looked at Feng Jinyuan and didn't say anything for a long time, just fiddling with the whip in his hand one after another.

Feng Jinyuan knew that it was this whip that killed dozens of imperial guards in the palace.

"Mr. Feng hasn't answered this king yet." Xuan Tianming spoke again. He was clearly speaking slowly, as if he was about to fall asleep. But as soon as he said that, his voice was deadly cold and a little charming, just like the purple lotus blooming between his eyebrows, forcing people to dare not look directly at him, but they couldn't help but want to see him.

Feng Jinyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said helplessly: "Nothing, nothing."

"Huh?" Xuan Tianming stood up from the back of Yuzhang's chair and leaned forward: "Is Lord Feng questioning my ears?"

"I don't dare." Feng Jinyuanxin said, "I dare not question you," "It's just a family matter, and I'm afraid that I will get your highness to be quiet after I've said it."

"Oh." Xuan Tianming nodded and stopped asking questions. He just sat on Yu and didn't speak. He just leaned against the sun, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Feng Jinyuan was really helpless and plucked up his courage to ask again: "I don't know if Your Highness is coming to Feng Mansion today..."

"I almost forgot if you didn't say it." Xuan Tianming finally opened the topic, "I am here to deliver food to the future princess."

Feng Yuheng stroked her forehead, and suddenly she thought of Xuan Tianming in Xianyalou that day, saying that she was thin, and that the Feng family dared not give her food until now. She thought it was just a matter of saying it, but she didn't expect that this person would be thinking about it.

Feng Jinyuan didn't even understand and asked in confusion: "Send food? What food is served?"

Xuan Tianming pointed at Feng Yuheng: "We are thrown to the deep mountains of the northwest and feeding wolves for three years. We are so thin. I originally thought that when I returned to Beijing, the Feng family must make good compensation, right? Who would have thought that I saw her yesterday and found that she was still so thin. Since your Feng Mansion can't afford to raise a daughter, it doesn't matter. I will raise it. Everyone wants to marry into the Royal Palace."

His words were simply slapping the Feng family in the face, but no one dared to resist. Feng Jinyuan did not dare, nor did the old lady dare, and the others could only bow their heads.

But there was a man who was in trouble - "How could the Feng family not be able to raise their daughter!"

When everyone turned around, the person who spoke was Feng Zihao.

Of course, Xuan Tianming couldn't talk directly to Feng Zihao, but he was not prepared to ignore him. So, the one who answered Feng Zihao was the long whip in his hand.

With a "bang", Xuan Tianming threw a whip over and slapped Feng Zihao's body, making the other party almost unable to breathe.
Chapter completed!