Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 1157: The person who wants to see Xuan Tianhua

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At this time, the frail scholar was holding a book and looking at it decently. But after hearing the scholar next to him say this, his eyes flashed, and the frail aura disappeared immediately, and he replaced it with , with a venomous face and an air of gloom all over him.

"Is it useless?" The scholar snorted coldly, "Well, it's just a few outstanding birds, of no great use. Mr. Duanmu said, if you can stir up chaos in Dashun, go ahead. If you can't stir it up, There’s nothing to lose.”

"But I heard that they have already said what we want to say through their mouths in the court." The book boy bowed and said, "Since they have raised questions about the Eighth Prince, Can our plan continue?"

"Of course." The scholar smiled sinisterly, "Go and spread this matter, saying that the eighth prince who was hastily buried by Dashun was just a faceless corpse. In fact, That's not the Eighth Prince at all, it's just a corpse that was obtained from nowhere. Go and spread the word! We just want chaos and unrest among the people. The more chaos there is, the happier I will be!" This man! As he spoke, he reached out and touched his face, and a mask as thin as cicada wings fell off from his face. It was the third prince of Zong Sui Dynasty, Li Guang, who sneaked into Dashun Kyoto after Bu Cong.

In a small house in Beijing, Dongying pulled Xiaobao back from outside, carrying many things in large and small packages. Xiaobao was very happy. As he walked, he shouted to Feng Fendai in the yard: "Sister, Sister Dongying and I bought your favorite jujube cake. Xiaobao kept it in his arms and brought it back. It's still warm! Sister, eat quickly."

The child ran to Fendai, took out a bag of jujube cakes from his arms as if offering a treasure, and handed it to Fendai. There was oil on the pastry, soaked through the oil paper bag, and stained Fendai's clothes. She frowned habitually and was about to scold Xiaobao. Seeing this, Dongying hurriedly said: "Miss, the young master is afraid that the date cake will not taste good if it is cold." , I carried it in my arms all the way, but be careful! Miss, please try it, the young master also has good intentions."

Fendai stopped the scolding she wanted to say. Looking at the pastry that had been squeezed out of shape in her arms, she couldn't tell how she felt. She is still not very kind to Xiaobao. She will hit him twice every now and then, and scold him three times a day. But this child didn't know why, he didn't hold grudges at all. No matter how she hit or scolded her, he was scared at the time, but soon he would rush to her again, calling her sister sweetly, and would always Give her everything he thinks is the most delicious and fun.

Dong Ying once told her that this is family love, and they are all connected by blood no matter what. But Feng Fendai didn't believe it, why were they connected by blood? None of the children in the Feng family were related to her by blood, but what's the use? Instead of plotting each other's life and death, to this day, those who are still alive have basically stopped communicating with each other. But think about it again, if this child was originally Feng Jinyuan's son, then he would be really close to her! One father and one mother, but they are much closer than the sisters in the Feng family. It's a pity that if this child is not Feng Jinyuan's son, she can treat him better. If it is Feng Jinyuan's son, she will be so disgusted that she wants to strangle him to death.

Feng Fendai always had something to think about, so Xiaobao stared at her in a daze, with a fierce expression on her face, and couldn't help but take two steps back. He knew that this was a sign that his sister was going to get angry, and he had to avoid it as much as possible to avoid being beaten again.

Dongying protected Xiaobao and whispered to him: "Young master, please go back to the yard first. This snack slave will help you deliver it to the young lady."

"What are you hiding from? Just sit here!" Feng Fendai came back to her senses. When she heard Dongying's words, she couldn't help but shook her head and kicked a small bench at her feet forward, "Xiaobao , sit down."

Xiaobao sat down obediently. He was like this. Even if he knew that his sister might beat him, he was willing to sit next to his sister because this was his only relative in the world. He always thought that his sister was just depressed. She would beat and scold him, but she was still kind to him when she was in a good mood. He can't leave his sister, even if she is beaten to death, she is still his sister!

The little hand was passed to Fendai again, holding a piece of jujube cake: "Sister, eat."

Feng Fendai took the cake and stretched out her hand to rub Xiaobao's head. This action made Xiaobao very happy and she smiled sweetly.

Fendai felt a little sad, and she asked Dongying: "I heard that Princess Yu left Beijing, do you know where she went?"

Dong Ying said: "I heard from people outside that I went to the Winter Realm, and many people are spreading the news! It is said that King Yu and Princess Yu have a deep relationship, and they must go together even if they go to the battlefield."

Fendai shrugged, her feelings are deep! It’s really profound! We must live together in life, and die together in death, but why can't she wait for such a person?

Dong Ying has been with her for too long. Just by looking at Feng Fendai's expression, she can tell what this person is thinking. At this time, she couldn't help but sigh: "Actually, there are people who are willing to live and die together with the young lady. ."

"Are you talking about Xuan Tianyan? He is a prince, why do you want to live and die with me?" Feng Fendai ate jujube cake. When Xuan Tianyan was mentioned, her expression did not change at all, but there was still a feeling in her heart. The gloom passed by, gently and without leaving a trace.

"I heard that the concubines in the Fifth Highness's residence are very favored. He also brought several concubines into the residence. Miss...don't you have any plans?" She originally wanted to ask Fendai if she would be angry or jealous. ? But one look at Fendai's expression and it's clear that this young lady's heart is so hard that she can't even be jealous. What she loves is only herself, never His Highness the Fifth.

"No." Feng Fendai said coldly: "Even if there is a plan, Xuan Tianyan will not be involved in that plan. There has been no connection between me and him for a long time, and nothing will happen to him in the future. Bring it up again!" She handed Xiaobao some saliva and told him: "Eat slowly, be careful not to choke."

Suddenly she remembered that many years ago, when the fifth prince mentioned the engagement to her, she and the Han family who were still alive at the time went shopping and met a concubine of Prince Li's palace. She was extremely angry at that time, but why is she not angry at all now? Because there is no emotion? No, she had never loved Xuan Tianyan much. All she wanted was the title of a prince and a concubine. After thinking about it, the reason why I am no longer angry is probably because my mood is different! Now that there is no comparison and vanity in the past, it is no longer so important whether one is a prince or a concubine. No matter how hard she tries, she can't compare to Feng Yuheng. Even if she spends her whole life, she will still be crushed by him in the end. So since this is destined, why should she keep fighting?

Without the desire to compete, she also lost the strength to be jealous. Whether there was another woman in Prince Li's mansion was meaningless to her.

She took her mind back and no longer thought about those past things, but when she heard a noise on the street outside her door, she told Dongying: "Go out and see, what are people making noisy about?"

Dong Ying followed the instructions and went outside to inquire. When she came back after a while, she had a somewhat solemn expression on her face. She said to Fendai: "Miss, when I took the young master out to buy snacks, I heard about something. It was said that someone in the court raised questions about the death of the eighth prince. The reason was that the eighth prince's face was completely covered when he was buried. They were all destroyed, and it was impossible to tell who the body was. The slave didn’t take it seriously at first, but she didn’t expect that the news would spread so quickly. Now people outside are actually talking about it. And not only that, the slave heard that it has even been Someone went to the Yamen Gate to beat drums and complain, saying that their family's newly buried grave some time ago was dug overnight. They originally thought it was dug up by wild beasts, but as soon as the incident about the Eighth Prince came out, they suspected that the grave was dug overnight. The eighth prince is the one in their new grave, and he wants to open the coffin for an autopsy!"

"What?" Fendai was shocked, "There is such a thing?" She thought about it again and felt that it was a bit ridiculous, "It can't be fake! That matter was handled by His Highness the Seventh Prince. His Highness was like that How can people lie and deceive? I'm afraid someone is deliberately using the eighth prince's death to make a fuss!" She told Dongying: "Go and drive away the loud people standing in front of our house. I don't like to listen to their chatter. ."

She got up and went back to her room, but she felt very uncomfortable. When the Eighth Prince's matter is brought up again, there will always be someone who falls into it. This time, who will it be? There was a faint worry in her heart.

Xu Jingyuan of the Ministry of Punishment personally handled the incident. The drummer was brought to the court of the Ministry of Punishment. They were a couple in their late fifties. As soon as they arrived at the court, they began to cry bitterly, saying that their son had died a few months ago. He died of consumption and they buried their son with their own hands. Because the family was too poor and had no money to buy a coffin, they rolled it up in a mat and buried it shallowly in the ground at the foot of a mountain in the suburbs of Beijing. But not long after, they found that the grave had been dug open and the body inside was missing. They thought it had been taken away by wild beasts, and they cried loudly. But when they heard that the Eighth Prince was buried today, they felt strange, because the time was almost the same, the day after their son's body was found missing, and the shameless Eighth Prince was buried, which made them suspicious.

After hearing this complaint, the people outside the court discussed the authenticity of the death of the Eighth Prince. Some even boldly speculated that the Eighth Prince might not be dead yet, and that the royal family just used a fake corpse without a face. To deceive the public, the Eighth Prince must still be alive.

There was a lot of discussion for a while. Even if Xu Jingyuan angrily attacked Jingtangmu, the people still couldn't stop their speculations. The Eighth Prince, who had not been mentioned for a long time, returned to people's topics in this way. Xu Jingyuan felt that this matter was probably out of control, and that someone must be controlling the evolution of the situation behind the scenes. But who is the person who controls it?

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Moving quickly, the 500,000-strong army led by the Seventh Prince Xuan Tianhua finally passed Fuzhou that night and arrived ten miles away from the south gate of Bincheng.

Under the cover of night, he ordered the army to set up camp. The tent had just been set up, and even before the interior had been decorated, a soldier trotted up to him and saluted: "Your Majesty, Seventh Prince, there is a woman outside. Please see me!"