Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 1223: Eighteen years old

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At dawn, Feng Xiangrong fell into coma again in the princess' mansion. The doctor who stayed in the house came to see her, but he shook his head and said to An: "Miss Third's nerves are always stimulated inexplicably. If she continues like this, she may not be able to wait for her boss to come back."

An was anxious, "What should we do? Doctor, please think of a way, even if you drag it hard, you have to wait until the second lady comes back!"

The doctor sighed: "Now is not the time to rely on external forces to delay the third lady's life. She has to rely on herself for everything. If she never gets over the shadow of His Majesty Seventh Prince's death, I am afraid that this disease..."

When it came to His Majesty Seventh Prince, An had no choice but to do so. Do you want this child to come out of that shadow? She tried hard at first, but after what happened last night, she no longer had any hope.

It is impossible for Xiang Rong to get out of that shadow. She even has an inexplicable and strange premonition about the Seventh Prince. People who are still sleeping can know that Prince Chun’s Mansion must have come out, and Ren Xifeng has gone to see it. Afterwards, the news came back from the secret guard that something really happened there. Such an accurate premonition made her feel very scared. If this continued, her daughter would definitely follow His Majesty the Seventh Prince! She also felt sorry for the prince who was as good as a god, but she felt even more sorry for her daughter. Xiang Rong was only fifteen years old and had just grown hair. How could he disappear from this world so early?

Concubine Yun's illness was concealed by the Sixth Prince, and all insiders such as the Prince Chun's family and the doctor of Baicaotang were ordered not to tell anyone about it. Everything must be the same as before, and no outsiders could see the clues.

Da Shun is already chaotic enough. After finally calming down in the east boundary, something happened to Lao Qi again. Now that strange force has emerged among the people. Under such a situation, if the news about Concubine Yun is spread, if it reaches the ears of his father, based on his father's feelings for Concubine Yun... the consequences will be for him It is absolutely unthinkable.

So, this matter can only be concealed. From the outside, it means that Prince Chun's palace accidentally leaked water. The reason is that the servants are burning paper money for His Majesty the Seventh Prince. It's also acceptable.

However, the atmosphere in Beijing became even more dull and depressing.

The fastest journey from the original Sui capital to Dashun capital would take more than four months. When the carriage of Xuantian Mingfeng Yuheng finally approached Kyoto, it was already the twelfth lunar month.

In the carriage, Feng Yuheng was wrapped in a down quilt, holding an electric hot water bottle and leaning against Xuan Tianming. Huang Quan was pulling a corner of the duvet and studying it: "Are these duck and goose feathers packed in here? Can this thing be warmer than cotton?"

Feng Yu Heng nodded: "It's definitely warmer than cotton. But to be precise, it's not duck feathers. It's called down. Down is the reed-shaped fluff that grows on the abdomens of geese and ducks. It's a kind of fiber called fiber. It has higher thermal insulation than cotton." She explained simply that in fact, there is much more to say about down than just this. She had even done experiments in Dashun to put down jackets for the soldiers. Huang Quan had actually seen down jackets before, but no matter what she said, people in ancient times still couldn't fully understand what down was, and why down was warmer than cotton.

She stretched her legs under the quilt, kicked Xuan Tianming, and said dullly: "In terms of years, I am already eighteen years old this year, so fast. This battle lasts for a year. The journey back and forth is long, so we have to fight fast. If it were any slower, we would all be old."

Xuan Tianming smiled bitterly, "Don't tell me, there used to be a dozen or so battles that lasted half a lifetime. When Dashun was founded less than a hundred years ago, the four continents were not very peaceful, especially the northern border. Something happened. The emperor sent a general to suppress the unruly people in the northern border. He held the town for forty years. The general left when he was in his twenties and was already over sixty when he came back. His hair and beard were all gray. His grandson looked exactly like him when he was young. The emperor was moved and promised one of his princesses to the grandson of the general, and left him to enjoy his old age in Beijing. Although the process was sad, the ending was considered happy. ."

Huang Quan was stunned when he heard this, "Forty years! God, if you spend forty years on the border battlefield, you will go crazy, right?"

Wangchuan is more rational than her, and what he thinks of is: "I have been stationed at the border for forty years, and the general will not be given military orders abroad. I am afraid that the old general's temper is also extremely difficult to tame, so let him stay in the capital and let him enjoy his old age." In addition, it should also have the meaning of imprisonment."

Xuan Tianming nodded, "Indeed. Every king has to guard against those who have great achievements. Therefore, later the kings of Dashun no longer delegated too much military power to their ministers, but mostly handed it over to the princes. In this way, even if the prince rebels, he is still rebelling against his own family, and Dashun is still named Xuan."

As he spoke, he glanced at Feng Yuheng and said helplessly: "You are distracted again, and you are also absent-minded when I tell you a story. Hengheng, something has happened. Let's find a way to solve it. We can't keep doing it. Being immersed in regrets will not help."

Feng Yuheng also knows this truth, but she is just upset! "Do you think it was Duanmu Anguo or the remnants of the Zongsui royal family who sent the news back to Dashun? Isn't this just adding to the **** chaos? How sad my father and mother must be to know about Seventh Brother, and what else do they think? I don’t know if that girl Rong can survive until I return to Beijing." She said as she opened the car curtain. It was snowing outside, and they huddled in the carriage to keep warm, but in the prison car outside, Duanmu Anguo Just sitting like that, with the wind and snow covering the ground, I was almost freezing.

Unfortunately, no one showed mercy to him, and the accompanying secret guards even took off his clothes. The old thief could still curse a few times at first, but gradually, as Kyoto got closer and closer, the weather became colder and colder, and he was so cold that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"If I didn't think that it would be too easy for him to die all at once, I really want to stab him to death right now." Feng Yuheng gritted his teeth, "I always wanted to hide the matter about Brother Qi, but in the end Jingli still knew about it. , the secret guard came back with news that the entire capital was in mourning for Brother Seven, how could the mother and concubine not know. Xuan Tianming, you shouldn't have sent a letter back to confirm that Brother Seven had passed away. After all, he didn't... ”

"But we can't confirm that Seventh Brother is still there, can we?" He pulled his young wife back from the window, and Huang Quan quickly lowered the car curtains to block out the ice and snow outside. "Since it can't be confirmed, it's better to go with what the outside world says. Otherwise, how should we explain it? Just say that Seventh Brother is still alive, but where is he? He went to Renxian Island? That reason may not be able to deceive even the mother and concubine. , why deceive the world? Besides, too many people know about the Tongcheng explosion, and we can't stop everyone from talking about it no matter what. Therefore, even if no one did it intentionally, the people should spread it by word of mouth. Dashun Kyoto."

Feng Yuheng had to admit that Xuan Tianming was right. She couldn't hide the seventh prince's affairs if she wanted to. She told people that Xuan Tianhua was not dead, but where was the evidence? Under such a thunder explosion, even if you don't die, you will still be seriously injured, right? What about the injured?

In the end, she couldn't produce any evidence. Xuan Tianhua could only stay in her space now and use the special characteristics of the space to stay in the same state without deteriorating. Once it is taken out, it is very likely that the injury will worsen in an instant and there will be no way to recover.

She couldn't take that risk, so there was no other way except to admit Xuan Tianhua's death.

She had a bad premonition just because she was worried about Jingli. Even though Emperor Tianwu was in a high position, he was fully prepared to be alone, but what about Concubine Yun? What will happen to Concubine Yun who has always regarded Xuan Tianhua as her biological son?

"Can it be faster?" She was anxious to return to Beijing. "The New Year is coming soon. The last New Year was spent in Jiancheng. After all, this New Year must be at home, right?"

Xuan Tianming nodded, said a few words to Bai Ze who was driving outside, and the car speeded up again. But Feng Yuheng was still anxious. Xuan Tianming saw that she was upset and comforted him: "This is the fastest. It's snowing and the horses' hooves are slipping. Don't worry, no matter what happens, we'll be together when we get back to Beijing." Just take care of one thing." He comforted his wife, but in fact, he was also very confused. He also had that bad premonition, but he didn't dare to say it for fear of hitting the nail on the head.

In the capital, the small courtyard where Feng Fendai lives is very lively. Xuan Tianyan has hired many servants for her. Although the whole capital is not happy because of the Seventh Prince's incident, no one is wearing red even during the Chinese New Year. Add new tiles to the lamp. But if the atmosphere is not good, you have to prepare some food. Dongying said: "His Fifth Highness sent two chefs from Prince Li's Mansion over, saying that he would prepare a good New Year's Eve dinner, and he would also come to our place to eat on New Year's Eve. ”

Feng Fendai nodded: "Okay, the cook in Prince Li's Mansion knows his taste better. Just tell the cook to cook what he likes. I don't have any preferences in food, so just follow him."

"Miss." Dongying advised her: "We can't let the cook control the stomach of His Highness the Fifth Prince. You are his fiancée. You must know best what he likes to eat." As soon as Dongying started talking, I felt that I had a lot to say to Feng Fendai, so I simply put down the pattern I was embroidering in my hand and sat next to Fendai: "When the young lady first told His Highness the Fifth Prince that she wanted to postpone the wedding, the servant really pinched her. Sweat it. It's hard for you two to talk about marriage, and His Highness Five's wedding room is ready, but you have postponed the wedding date. If His Highness Five is angry, we will lose more than we gain. Fortunately, Five Your Highness listened to the young lady and agreed to postpone the wedding date. However, young lady! You still have to be more enthusiastic. When you meet the fifth highness, you should at least smile before him and learn more about his preferences, such as love. What kind of food you eat, for example, what kind of clothes you like to wear, this is what you should do as a wife in the future."

Fendai laughed, "You girl, you look like you have a lot of experience, but in fact you are not a young girl who has not left the palace." She sighed and put down the wedding dress she was embroidering in her hand. Looking at the awkward stitches, he shook his head helplessly, "I'd better not embroider it myself. I'd rather go to an embroidery shop and hire an embroiderer! Even with my little red skills, it would be a joke to wear it out."

Dong Ying nodded: "That's fine, His Highness the Fifth Prince also said that the young lady doesn't need to do anything by herself, just leave it to the servants."

"Actually, when I got married once, I really wanted to embroider a wedding dress for myself. However, I don't have that skill. I didn't have a good foundation when I was in Feng Mansion. Now I haven't touched needlework for so many years. What's more, It was a baby." Fendai thought of Feng Mansion and sighed, "I never thought that I would get married in such a simple little courtyard. I once thought that no matter what happened, I would marry from Zuoxiang Mansion! However, That’s good, at least I’m living more comfortably now than before, but...” She lowered her head, looking sad, “I have to postpone the wedding date...”