Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 10: It’s actually him

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Twenty days later, the capital is in sight.

Feng Yuheng finally relaxed, the Emperor's feet were relatively safe.

The carriage stopped outside the city gate. Yao lifted the curtain and looked out, sighing.

Feng Yuheng patted the dust on her body and comforted her and said, "Mom, don't be afraid. When we return to the house in a while, we have to tell our father about the coachman and let him make the decision for us. ."

Feng Zirui also clenched his little fist: "Father will definitely punish the bad guys severely!"

Nanny Sun nodded, "If there is such a servant in the house, I will definitely investigate it thoroughly."

But Yao waved his hands repeatedly, "You can't cause trouble for your father as soon as you come back. It's a blessing that we can return home safely. As for the coachman... just say that he fell to death on the way. Don't mention anything else. Right."

"It would be lucky if the driver really caused trouble. I'm afraid it was the driver who couldn't tolerate us.

The husband's master. "Feng Yuheng's words made Yao and Grandma Sun frown at the same time.

Actually, everyone had several guesses in their minds, but no one spoke out like Feng Yuheng did. Grandma Sun is a servant, and she is full of joy thinking that her master will live a good life from now on. Although the Yao family no longer has too many extravagant hopes for Feng Mansion, she also looks forward to stability in the years to come. The matter of the coachman was a thorn in the hearts of several of them. They said they didn't want to mention it because they were afraid of trouble, but in fact they were just deceiving themselves.

"Mom, remember, sometimes, being patient for a while can't calm the sea, and taking a step back may not lead to a brighter future." Feng Yuheng was worried about Yao's temperament having to change, but she also knew that she couldn't rush now.

Now...she raised her eyes and looked at the official road not far away, and saw the crowd gradually becoming noisy. In the direction they came from, there was a team surrounded by people heading towards the city gate. March slowly.

The people were obviously well prepared. Feng Yuheng’s carriage was soon crowded by the crowd. A large number of people crowded from the city to the outside of the city following the sound of the triumphal horn. They automatically separated after meeting the team. On both sides of the official road.

Some were carrying flower baskets, some were carrying eggs and grain, some were carrying wine bowls, and some were holding children with tears in their eyes.

Some people simply knelt down and kowtowed to the team.

Feng Yuheng looked at the team and saw that behind the pioneer, a gorgeous car was heavily protected. The car was surrounded by navy blue curtains. Four soldiers stood at the four corners. Wearing heavy armor, holding a long blade, and looking solemn.

The people kowtowed to the car one after another, and she heard everyone saying: "The Ninth Prince won the battle two years earlier than the time limit set by the emperor. He is our God of War in Dashun!"

"The Ninth Prince is a thousand years old!"

Everyone knelt down, and for a moment, Feng Yuheng’s carriage seemed particularly out of place.

But no one paid much attention to them. When the Ninth Prince returned in triumph, people were busy cheering and singing, and people kept passing wine bowls to the soldiers.

But I never saw anyone picking up the phone.

The people are accustomed to it, except that the military regulations are strict. However, Feng Yuheng found that in this vast team, there was no joy in triumph. Even the pioneer officer walking in front had a gloomy look on his face.

But it was a fact that the Ninth Prince won the battle. She had confirmed this many times along the way. Post stations everywhere were announcing this great event, and good news was plastered all over the streets.

Happiness is not like joy, everything must happen for a reason.

She looked towards the car again, her eyes filled with more inquiry. As luck would have it, when the car passed by, a gust of wind blew by and lifted the curtain of the car window.

There is a face wearing a golden mask in the curtain, starting from the nose to the forehead, the entire face is covered by the mask. Only a small hole was opened between the eyebrows, and a faint purple could be seen faintly.

Feng Yuheng subconsciously stood up on the carriage and stared at the curtain of the carriage opposite being blown up and closed by the wind, blown up again, and closed again. She put her hand to her heart and couldn't breathe smoothly.

The three Yao people also got out of the carriage. Seeing her reaction, they just regarded it as a normal reaction after seeing a big scene for the first time, and did not ask any questions. But when Feng Yuheng's heart saw that purple color, it suddenly stirred up huge waves.

It's him!