Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 9: Escape from death

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Ms. Yao and Feng Zirui were resting, and Grandma Sun was waiting beside them. She was afraid that she would get too hot, so she slowly fanned the two women.

Feng Yuheng was very reassured about Grandma Sun, but the driver who drove the carriage was not among those she felt reassured about. Especially the few whips given to Mr. Xu in Xiping Village showed that this person was by no means a kind person.

"Mammy, stay in the car. I'll go outside and take a breath." After saying hello to Grandma Sun, Feng Yuheng lifted the curtain and got out of the car, and sat down next to the driver.

The coachman did not expect that she would come out. He was stunned for a moment, and then greeted with an unnatural smile: "Second Miss."

This is the order of the Feng family. There is a sister above her, Feng Chenyu, who was born to the Shen family who stepped on Yao family's shoulders and jumped to the throne of the mistress of the family. Now, she is the legitimate daughter of Feng Mansion.

"It was so hard for Uncle to drive all the way." She leaned back against the carriage, put her right hand into her left sleeve, and gently turned the Phoenix birthmark a few times.

"Whatever the second young lady said, this is all the old slave's duty." The coachman pulled the reins, not paying attention to the sinister tone in Feng Yuheng's tone, and the carriage drove faster.

Feng Yuheng raised her lips and said, "The servants of Feng Mansion are indeed loyal servants."

"That's natural." The coachman laughed twice and didn't pay much attention to her. The twelve-year-old girl really makes life without any doubts.

However, many things often do not develop according to common sense, just like Feng Yuheng who was ignored by the coachman.

"What a pity." She said quietly: "It's a pity that the loyal servant doesn't know the way. If we keep going like this, we will never reach the capital in this life."

"Huh?" The coachman then became suspicious and turned to look at Feng Yuheng. His originally honest face gradually became distorted, and a gleam came out of his eyes. "How do you say this, Miss Second?"

Feng Yuheng also looked at the other party and looked into each other's eyes. The twelve-year-old girl's aura was not inferior to that of the nearly forty-year-old man.

"I said, this road is not the way to the capital at all."

The driver's hand on the whip tightened again, "Where does the second lady think we are going?"

"How do I know?" She leaned against the carriage again, "If you want to do something like murder and silence, you have to make sure it is clean and tidy, and you have to make sure no one sees any flaws before you do it. The dignified Feng Mansion himself There is no shortage of masters, but the fault is that they underestimated us, mother and daughter." She said with a self-deprecating smile, "It's really ironic to say that even in death, that so-called father refused to give me a There are better opponents."

"You..." The driver's face showed a fierce look. Although it was an accident that someone discovered his purpose, he still didn't think that a twelve-year-old girl could give birth to any evil. It was nothing more than a show of words, which really made him anxious. At worst, he could kill this whole car of people right now, so it wouldn't be a big deal.

He was a bodyguard raised by the Feng family. When he arrived, he was secretly instructed by Left Prime Minister Feng Jinyuan that the Yao family, mother and daughter, must not return to Beijing and commit suicide halfway.

As for the engagement made with the Ninth Prince, it was made by the royal family to the legitimate daughter of Feng Mansion. Now that the legitimate daughter is the eldest lady, Feng Chenyu, this family has long had nothing to do with the Yao family.

The coachman sneered and no longer concealed it. He was just curious about why a little girl could be so sharp and sharp. "How did you find out?" He asked, but he already had the dagger in his hand. He only waited for Feng Yuheng to answer the question before he could take action.

Feng Yuheng also sneered, and the laughter sounded sinister.

"If you had been gentler when you slapped Xu, I might not have suspected you."

"That's it?"

"Not only." She pointed to his hand, "There is a thick callus on the tiger's mouth of the right hand, which is obviously caused by holding weapons for many years. If you are driving a car, the callus should be on the index finger."

After saying this, before the coachman could make any move, Feng Yuheng took action first. A palm-sized anesthetic gun had been summoned from the space a long time ago, and it was fired through the sleeve.

There was no process at all, the coachman fell on his back. Feng Yuheng stood up, grabbed the dagger, and wiped it on the man's neck without even looking. The blood spurted out splattered on her sleeves and the car curtain, causing everyone inside to scream in fear.

Feng Yuheng pulled the reins, kicked the body off the car, and then shouted: "Drive!" The car turned around and drove in the north direction.

The four of them were running for their lives along the way, fleeing to the capital.

Feng Yuheng is now looking forward to seeing the Feng Mansion. She really wants to see what her father with such a vicious heart looks like.