Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 132: Who do you think is useless?

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This shout startled everyone. Huang Quan jumped in front of Feng Yuheng to protect her in the blink of an eye. Qing Le, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly jumped out and quickly moved his right hand from Feng Chenyu pulled out a hairpin from her head, went straight to Feng Yuheng, and stabbed it.

Feng Yuheng did not even try to hide, but looked at the crazy Qing Le and Huang Quan who had already taken action. With a slight smile, Qing Le had already been kicked far away by Huang Quan.

It was the first time that Feng Chenyu saw the girls beside her taking action. In the past, she only knew that the two girls sent by Prince Yu's Mansion were good at martial arts, but she didn't expect them to be so strong.

She stared blankly at Feng Yuheng, looking at the coldness and determination in this younger sister's eyes, and suddenly felt as if she didn't know this person. Whether it is the former legitimate daughter Feng Yuheng or the current concubine Feng Yuheng, it seems that it should not be like this.

She couldn't say there was anything wrong with Feng Yuheng, but a sense of despair gradually rose in her heart.

This sister, she seems... can't fight.

Qing Le knelt for the whole night, and now he was kicked by Huang Quan again. He had already passed out in the process of flying out. There was only a thud when she landed, and no one came forward to help her.

The nanny didn't mind at all that Huang Quan was kicking people at the palace gate. She was an old man in the palace, and she had met Huang Quan and Wangchuan before. Who dares to offend the maid that Concubine Yun used?

She looked at Feng Yuheng with a smile, ignoring the unconscious Qing Le, and only said respectfully: "Is the princess leaving the palace? Do you want me to arrange a carriage to take you off?" As she spoke, she turned her gaze to It was handed over to the Feng family's carriage not far away.

Feng Yuheng laughed. As expected, the nannies in the palace were all experts in keeping track of the door, so she was not polite: "In this case, I have a helper."

"What did the princess say?" The nanny quickly saluted, turned around and sent someone to prepare.

It was already Chenshi when Feng Yuheng returned home in the palace carriage. What happened at the palace banquet last night, Feng Jinyuan had already told everyone after taking Xiangrong back home. Now Chen Yu is still kneeling outside the palace gate. Originally, the old lady wanted Feng Jinyuan to come and take a look, but Feng Jinyuan felt that if he went, it might make the queen even more angry, so he could only arrange a carriage to pick her up. He stayed in the house and waited silently.

Unfortunately, the daughter he was waiting for back early in the morning was not Chen Yu whom he cared about most, but Feng Yu Heng.

"Have you seen your eldest sister?" As soon as Feng Yuheng entered the house, Feng Jinyuan greeted her directly and asked this question.

She was slightly startled. She hadn't slept all night and was a little depressed. Feng Jinyuan's question directly ignited the anger she had been holding back in her heart - "My daughter stayed in the palace all night, and her father didn't say he cared." For a moment?"

Feng Jinyuan frowned and said unceremoniously: "You didn't come back well! Your eldest sister was punished to kneel at the palace gate, how can it be compared to you being detained by the emperor for diagnosis."

She also frowned and looked at Feng Jinyuan, and there were three words in her mind like thousands of horses galloping and roaring past - shameless!

"I didn't see it!" She was too lazy to talk nonsense, turned around with Huang Quan and walked in the direction of Tongshengxuan.

Feng Jinyuan also stayed up all night and had a bad temper. Seeing that Feng Yuheng was bold enough to talk to him like this, he was so angry that he shouted: "Stop!"

Feng Yuheng ignored him and acted as if he didn't hear anything and walked straight ahead. But after only a few steps, he was stopped by a girl running over - "Second Miss, the old lady invites you to Shuya Garden!" Her words were full of politeness and joy, completely different from Feng Jinyuan's attitude.

Feng Yuheng nodded, took Huang Quan and followed the girl to the Shu Yayuan. Before leaving, she said to Feng Jinyuan: "If father still has anything to ask, why not go with Aheng to ask for help?" Greetings from my grandmother, my eldest sister is the legitimate daughter of the Feng family, but she has lowered her status to become Miss Qingle’s maid. I really don’t know what the status of our family is in the capital."

Feng Jinyuan's face turned red and white due to being choked. When he saw Feng Yuheng walking towards Shu Yayuan with the maid, he stomped his feet in desperation and followed her.

Unlike Feng Jinyuan who was only thinking about Chen Yu, the old lady and the entire Shu Yayuan were all beaming because of Feng Yuheng's return home. Aunt Zhao was the first to greet her. She didn't even bother to talk to Feng Jinyuan behind her. When she arrived, she gave a big salute to Feng Yuheng: "Old slave, please give your regards to the second young lady! The second young lady has been busy in the palace all night. , must be exhausted, the old lady prepared squab soup before dawn to replenish the body of the second lady."

Feng Yuheng also had a bright smile on her face, and said to Aunt Zhao: "I'm really sorry that Grandma is thinking about me. In this house, I am the only one who loves me the most!"

Aunt Zhao quickly moved the person to the hall, and at the same time followed her words and said: "The old lady really loves the second lady. Not only has she prepared pigeon soup, but she has also ordered the best tailor in Beijing. Just wait. Second Miss will be cutting new clothes for you when she returns home."

"Oh?" Feng Yuheng was puzzled, "Why are you in such a hurry to get new clothes?"

While they were talking, the two of them had already entered the main hall. The old lady was sitting on the main seat, looking at Feng Yuheng with a smile on her kind face. When she asked, the old lady took the initiative to answer: " We, Ah Heng, have won the crested golden hairpin, so naturally we have to match it with the most suitable and beautiful clothes."

This is what I was thinking about.

Feng Yu Heng raised the corners of her lips without leaving any trace, and bowed down to the old lady: "My granddaughter is paying my respects to my grandma. Grandma Lao forgot about it. It's my granddaughter's fault."

The old lady quickly gave a look to Aunt Zhao. Aunt Zhao went forward and helped Feng Yuheng up. Then the old lady said again: "What's wrong with Aheng? He can be appreciated by the emperor and the queen." It is your blessing, and it is also the blessing of our Feng family. Your father and I are grateful to you for bringing such great honor to the Feng family."

"Really?" Feng Yuheng turned around slightly and looked at Feng Jinyuan who had already entered the hall: "I'm afraid my father doesn't think this is a face."

"Hmph!" Feng Jinyuan vigorously shook his sleeves, and did not bother to say hello to the old lady. He sat directly on the chair sitting sideways, glared at Feng Yuheng and said angrily: "I only know that I am in the limelight, but I don't care about it at all. As for your eldest sister, there is no child like you in our Feng family!"

"Jin Yuan!" The old lady was afraid that Feng Jin Yuan's attitude would offend Feng Yu Heng, so she quickly shouted: "A Heng is A Heng. Fighting for face means fighting for face. Why are you dragging Chen Yu with her? ?" Seeing that Feng Jinyuan still had an angry look on his face, he continued: "What is the phoenix-headed golden hairpin? Now that the Holy One has given it to us, Ah Heng, this is a great blessing for the Feng Mansion. ? As a father, it’s okay if you don’t praise me. Why do you want to reprimand me?”

After hearing the old lady mention the crested golden hairpin, Feng Jinyuan's anger subsided a bit. To be honest, he was also shocked when Feng Yu Heng got the crested golden hairpin. Especially those three arrows fired by Feng Yuheng not only completely wiped out Bu Nishang's energy, but also made everyone present marvel.

He could never forget the expressions that the officials looked at him at that time. Although it was complicated, he knew that everyone was envious of him for having such a daughter. As for himself, he was more confused than shocked.

He couldn't figure it out no matter what, how could Feng Yuheng have changed so much after living in the mountains for three years? . It is understandable to say that the character has changed, but where did that good kung fu come from?

He calmed down slightly and turned his gaze to Feng Yuheng again, slightly relieved. "Aheng won the phoenix-headed golden hairpin, which is naturally the glory of the Feng family, but..." He felt uncomfortable when he thought about Shen Yu: "Your eldest sister is still kneeling at the gate of the palace. You won such a prize at the palace banquet." You have so much dignity, why don’t you know how to plead for your eldest sister?”

Feng Yuheng took a deep breath. She rarely got angry, but facing the shameless father of the original owner, she really wanted to rush forward and slap him hard.

"Father, you must know what contentment is. Although I am appreciated by the emperor and the queen, if I don't know what to do, the Feng family will not be able to protect anything." Her eyes gradually became sharper, "I won the crested golden hairpin, the emperor's golden hairpin Granted, the Empress personally plugged it in for me, and the Emperor allowed me to call him Father. With such honor, the Feng family didn’t even give me a ride in the carriage. I’m afraid this matter has already spread to the palace."

The old lady was stunned, "What carriage?"

Feng Jinyuan was a little embarrassed, but felt that he had done the right thing, so he said: "My son sent a carriage to pick up Chen Yu at the gate of the palace."

"Then how did Aheng come back?" The old lady seemed to have thought of something: "You only sent a carriage to pick up Shen Yu who was punished to kneel, but you didn't send another carriage to pick up Aheng?"

Feng Jinyuan lowered his head and said nothing.

Feng Yuheng said: "Back to grandma, the old nun at the palace gate saw that my granddaughter was really pitiful, so she prepared a palace car to take her back to the house. Otherwise... I'm afraid my granddaughter will have to walk back."

"Confused!" The old lady was so angry that Quan Zhan banged the ground: "Chen Yu was convicted by the emperor himself, and Aheng was praised by the emperor himself. Why don't you understand which one is more important?"

Feng Jinyuan was a little irritated by the old lady's scolding, so she couldn't help but retort: ​​"Why don't you understand? But no matter how much you praise her, she is just a concubine! With the crested golden hairpin in hand, the Ninth Prince is also a concubine. You useless person with no hope of succeeding to the throne! Who is the daughter that my Feng family wants to protect? Mother will not forget, right?"

When he reminded her like this, the old lady, who had always been on both sides of the fence, began to feel the balance in her heart tilted again. Yes, she was only happy that Feng Yuheng got the golden hairpin, but she forgot that the Ninth Prince and the throne were hopeless!

For a time, the atmosphere in the main hall became more and more depressing. The old lady and Feng Jinyuan's thoughts were racing, especially the old lady's eyes were darting around with complicated thoughts.

Last night, when she heard Feng Jinyuan talk about what happened at the palace banquet, her whole heart was attracted to the crested golden hairpin. She knew that winning the crested golden hairpin was equivalent to winning half of the world. The emperor has not established a throne yet, but he was rewarded with a crested golden hairpin at this year's palace banquet. Is this a disguised way of identifying the future prince?

For her, whether it is Feng Chenyu or Feng Yuheng, or even Xiangrong and Fendai, as long as they are children of the Feng family, regardless of their legitimate concubines, if they get the crested golden hairpin, they are all Feng. The family is full of glory.

So she ignored Chen Yu who was still kneeling at the gate of the palace and devoted herself to fawning over Feng Yuheng. But now that her son reminded her, the old lady felt that the golden hairpin she got was not as good as she imagined.

She subconsciously turned her gaze to Feng Yuheng, wanting to ask her if the emperor had said anything else since she hadn't returned home that night.

However, he saw that Feng Yuheng had a dark face at this moment and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. He stood up from his seat and walked towards Feng Jinyuan step by step.

Feng Jinyuan felt an unprecedented sense of oppression rushing towards Feng Yuheng, just like the three arrows that were shot at the palace banquet, and he became a bullseye, following Feng Yuheng As Heng got closer and closer, his breathing actually stopped.

"Father--" Finally, she walked up to Feng Jinyuan, leaning on the corner of the table with her hands, leaning forward, and leaning towards him with a small face-"Who did you just call a useless person?"