Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 55: Xuan Tianming, who gave you the courage to destroy my things?

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Xianya Tower is a restaurant and a special place in the capital.

To say it is special, the most important thing is its location.

There is a lake in the center of the capital, which has always been the most interesting place for leisurely people. Every night, many people will go boating on the lake, listen to the music of the piano, drink a cup of tea, shake a folding fan in their hands, and dress up to flirt with girls, everything is good.

In the middle of the lake in the heart of the city, there is a restaurant built on the lake, which is the most expensive, the best food, and the most difficult to locate in the whole capital. It is the Xianya Restaurant.

All diners who come to Xian Ya Restaurant for dinner must first spend money to hire a small boat by the lake, and ask the boatman to take you to the door of the restaurant. After the meal, they will hire a small boat to boat back.

This is how Feng Yuheng and the others came to be.

Huang Quan is obviously very familiar with this Xianya Building. When he was still on the boat, he pointed to that place and introduced it to Feng Yuheng: "When your highness was nine years old, he drove it for fun. Unexpectedly, he drove it here and there. Fame has come. No matter whether you are a nobleman or a young lady in Beijing, you are proud to go to Xianya Tower to eat. In the past, it was difficult to book private rooms, but now it is not easy to book even dine-in meals."

Qing Yu was stunned when she heard this: "Who is the person who invited our lady here?" She came to the Feng family after being hired by Prince Yu's Mansion, so she had a very vague impression of His Highness in Huang Quan's mouth.

Huang Quan said with a smile: "Of course I am the master here."

Just as he was talking, the ship docked.

Someone in the restaurant immediately came forward to greet the guests. Seeing three girls coming up, a waiter asked: "Can we reserve a table for you three?"

Huang Quan greeted him with a fist: "I'm here and I need to book a table?"

The waiter was stunned and quickly recognized Huang Quan - "Yo! It's Miss Huang Quan."

Before he could say anything more, a well-dressed man who looked to be in his forties walked out of the Xianya Building. He nodded to Huang Quan first, and then gave a deep salute to Feng Yu Heng: " Princess." Then he turned sideways and made a gesture: "Please come inside, the prince is on the third floor."

Feng Yuheng was originally not very accustomed to this name, but sometimes Wangchuan and Huangquan would call them this, so she wouldn't find it too abrupt. Just when she heard that the person was on the third floor, the princess's voice made her blush slightly.

Huang Quan, who had always been laughing and joking, became serious after going up the stairs, making Qingyu also nervous.

It was not until the shopkeeper personally led the three of them to the door of a private room on the third floor that Feng Yuheng saw Bai Ze.

She twitched her eyebrows, remembering their first encounter in the mountains, and the purple lotus that had been floating in her mind and refused to go became clearer.

The shopkeeper handed the three of them to Bai Ze and then returned downstairs. Bai Ze grinned at Feng Yuheng and said nothing. Feng Yuheng was so angry that she just gouged out his eyes.

Finally, Bai Ze could still think of business. After a while, he put away his smile, turned around, pushed the door open, and said inside: "Master, the person you were waiting for has arrived." Then he made a gesture to Huang Quan. With a gesture, Huang Quan pulled Qingyu and left with Bai Ze.

Qing Yu was uneasy at first, but Feng Yuheng nodded slightly to her, and then the little girl reluctantly followed Huang Quan.

Feng Yuheng herself stood at the door of the room, not daring to take a step closer for a long time.

One of the two people was inside the door, the other was outside the door, as if they were having a fight. Neither of them spoke, the one inside didn't come out, and the one outside didn't go in. They stayed in a stalemate for as long as a stick of incense.

It was the man inside who sighed helplessly: "My legs are inconvenient, so you can't let me go over and invite you in person."

She just came back to her senses, but her words "It's not convenient for her legs" made her heart twitch a few more times.

Feng Yuheng once imagined the scene when the two people met again. She once thought that she must first ask whose hands injured his legs and face, and then write down the name of the enemy, and she must help him in the future. He takes revenge.

She was indeed ready to say this now, but there were some words that she had clearly thought about in her heart, but the taste changed as soon as she said them.

Just like Feng Yuheng now, she entered the private room, closed the door behind her back, walked up to Xuan Tianming, and the first thing she said to him was: "You hurt your leg and ruined your face, what's wrong with you?" Why not just throw away your life?"

She really wanted to slap herself in the mouth!

Xuan Tianming was not surprised at all. This girl never gave him a kind word or a good look from the beginning to the end. Thinking about how he was treated in the mountains, he felt that it was pretty good now.

So he spread his hands, leaned on the back of his wheelchair, looked at her, and said, "If you lose your life, who will come back to Beijing to support you?"

She responded reflexively: "I would deal with them without you!"

Xuan Tianming laughed.

She looked at the man facing him and his lips curved upward slightly. The arc just touched her heart. He was so deceptive that she couldn't continue the bickering.

Looking blankly at the man in front of him, the golden mask is very delicate, and there are even delicate carvings on it. The purple lotus is looming through the small hole between the eyebrows, which strangely sets off this man. The evil spirits are coming.

She didn't think much about it, but without any warning, she raised her paws and went straight towards the mask.

But just when his fingertips touched the metal, he was gently held by a hand.

"What are you doing?" He said helplessly, "It's ugly."

She suddenly turned her head, her back to him, her mouth pressed together stubbornly, her eyes staring straight at an unknown corner.

There was a surge of liquid in the eyes that was forced to flow out, and it was painfully suffocating.

Xuan Tianming was also stunned. Looking at the awkward back, he felt that this girl seemed to be thinner than when she was in the mountains.

"The Feng family still dares not to give you a full meal?" He had a thought in his mind, so he asked casually, reaching out to pull her sleeves like a nagging person, "I thought Mrs. Zhou was going At least they should know to restrain themselves after this trip, why are you still so thin?"

She lost her temper because of him, turned around and opened his hand, "The food was okay after that. I have a good foundation, so I don't have to lose weight after eating fat."

Xuan Tianming had never heard of the word weight loss. After thinking about it for a while, he concluded that girls might be afraid of getting fat. He shook his head angrily: "How old are you? It's the time when you are growing up. How can you have those things?" Said."

"Hey!" After saying this, Feng Yuheng became more energetic. She twisted around and sat down on the table with her legs dangling. "You also know that I'm young? Why are you so anxious to give me a betrothal gift when I'm so young? You even said that you should marry me when you're fifteen years old. I've never seen anyone so impatient. Besides -" she raised her eyebrows, "you ask Do you want to live with me?"

"When I got married when I was young, no one asked me if I was willing or not." He told the truth, "It doesn't matter if any of us said anything about the marriage."

Feng Yuheng frowned, her legs that were dangling suddenly stopped, and she stared at him blankly——

"So, you are unwilling?"

Xuan Tianming shook his head, "What kind of logic is this?"

"Why did you pay such a heavy betrothal gift?" She asked the question she had always wanted to ask, "When did you know that I was the second young lady of the Feng family?"

He answered honestly: "I saw you at the gate of the city on the day I returned to Beijing, so I asked Bai Ze to check. Those betrothal gifts... are the medical fees I owe you."

She shook her head and stared into his eyes: "You have already paid the consultation fee."

"Twenty taels is too little."

"Quite a few. Without those twenty taels, I wouldn't be able to return to the capital."

Both of them were silent for a while.

He thought about that night in the mountains when he saw her playing with stones and picking off the bad guys; he thought about her dragging him out of the crack in the mountain; he thought about her scraping his flesh and bones for him; he also thought about her loneliness when she left the beginning. A thin and lonely figure.

And she thought about the thrilling escape from the northwest to the capital, relying solely on the twenty taels he gave her to support her.

Feng Yuheng's stubbornness relapsed in an instant. She jumped directly from the table to Xuan Tianming, reaching out to grab the mask.

"Show me."

Xuan Tianming was startled by her and quickly caught her, avoiding her hand while shouting: "Hengheng, don't make trouble."

She tried to grab it a few times but failed to get it, so she obediently took her hand back, but she was still lying on him, one hand tightly grasping his front, and two tears rolled down her cheeks. Falling.

Without any warning, Feng Yuheng cried.

She cried aggrievedly, but did not make a sound. Her throat was sore and painful from holding it in, her two rows of silver teeth clenched loudly, and her nose was dripping with snot.

In the years before Xuan Tianming went to the northwest to fight, many girls cried in front of him, including the daughter of the king of the opposite **** whose palace he burned down.

But no girl can cry so innocently and sincerely, and yet...with such disregard for image.

Suddenly, a burst of heartache came over me. A strange feeling that I had never experienced before came over me. Xuan Tianming subconsciously reached out his hand to rub her soft hair, and said to her in a coaxing tone like a child: "Be good, no. Cry."

But she cried even harder.

He had no choice but to endure the pain in his legs from being pressed by her. He held the child in his arms and patted her back again and again.

Yes! This is a child. He was just twelve years old, a full eight years after he was born.

"Do you regret it? The person you want to marry is a disfigured cripple, are you disappointed?"

He was teasing her on purpose, but who knew that Feng Yuheng, who was still crying in his heart in a very tasteless manner, suddenly raised her head. Although her tears were still hanging, she stopped sobbing and just stared at him. After a long while, he said quietly: "The leg that the doctor and I finally cured, why is it broken again?"

He took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped her tears and nose, "After you left, Bai Ze and I couldn't get out of the mountain safely, so we were ambushed at the mountain pass."

He said it easily, as if it was just a small fight.

In fact, that ambush almost killed him and Bai Ze.

"Who set up the ambush?" She thought for a moment, "An enemy country?"

He shook his head, "No way. This matter is under investigation, don't take it too seriously."

Feng Yuheng was angry, "My legs are also lame, and my favorite face is ruined. Xuan Tianming, who gave you the courage to destroy my things like this?"