Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 25: White Lotus and Nepenthes

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The old lady lives in Shuya Garden, which is absolutely thousands of miles away from Liuyuan.

Manxi led the way and explained to her as she walked: "The old lady used to live in Minghui Hall. After the second lady left the house, the eldest lady renovated several gardens. The old lady thinks Shuya Garden is bigger and better. , so we moved there, and the original Minghui Hall was occupied by the third aunt An."

Feng Yuheng nodded and stepped faster.

"Second Miss, don't be too anxious. It's still early. The old lady has the habit of sleeping in and won't get up too early."

She pouted, "I'm not in a hurry to see her, I just want you to leave quickly so that the color of your clothes will dye faster if you sweat a little."

Manxi's stature is about the same as Yao's. If the material of this skirt were not defective, she would really look good in it.

"Listen, when we get to the old lady's place later, you just follow the usual rules, speak how you should, and don't let others see any flaws." She reminded Manxi, "The fault with these clothes is revealing. If you don’t show rejection at all to others, then there’s something wrong.”

Manxi nodded, "Miss, don't worry, I understand." Thinking about it again, she couldn't help but worry: "Although the eldest lady criticizes the servants harshly, she still cares about the four of us, especially Aunt Li. We Now that she has come out, Nanny Li must have sent a message to the eldest lady. Will you... make the eldest lady unhappy?"

Feng Yuheng laughed, "When have I ever made her happy? When I came back yesterday, she pointed at me and scolded me. If her daughter hadn't stopped her, she might have said all kinds of unpleasant things. I just entered the house. I'm not afraid even now, maybe she'll be more capable after a nap?"

Manxi has never been in contact with anyone who talks like Feng Yuheng. On the one hand, she finds it novel and on the other hand, she finds it enjoyable.

Which servant can not complain about his master? Coupled with the virtue of the eldest lady, Jinyu Mantang is better than others, but he has not gained any practical benefits. Now that Feng Yuheng said this, Manxi felt so relieved!

"That's what the second lady said."

"But your eldest lady is indeed a wise master, unlike Feng Fendai." She thought of Feng Chenyu in the main hall yesterday, and thought of the other person who had a compassionate face but also helped Shen's peace with her words. There is no leakage. It seems that this eldest sister probably inherited her brain from her father. The struggle between the two of them would really take some energy.

How do you say something? Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes! She, Feng Yuheng, had nothing and didn't care about anything, but Feng Chenyu was different. She had the reputation of being the most beautiful woman in the capital, her reputation as a virtuous and virtuous woman, and she had to resist the pressure from the Feng Mansion. She has so much self-esteem that she can't be as free and easy as herself.

It is difficult for a person who has too many concerns to display his fists perfectly. What's more, Feng Yuheng has never been afraid of trouble.

The two walked for half an hour, taking two detours along the way, and finally wandered to Shuya Hall after successfully dyeing Manxi's neck and wrists.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I met Feng Chenyu who also came to greet me. Today, Feng Chenyu was wearing a purple silk and emerald pattern skirt with beautiful orchids embroidered on it, and a thin piece of blue water veil draped on her arms. A soft belt is tied around the waist, which lifts the already tall figure up a bit.

Seeing Feng Yuheng, she didn’t have any resentment because of the unpleasantness that happened yesterday. Instead, she took the initiative to step forward, grabbed Feng Yuheng’s hand and expressed her considerate care: “Second sister, you slept well last night. ?Although Liuyuan is a bit remote, it is the quietest place in the house. I used to like that garden. I told my father several times that he would not let me live there. It seems that my father still loves me more. There are more second sisters."

Her eyes are sincere when she speaks, and anyone who looks at her looks like a good sister who cares about her younger sister. When Shu Yayuan's servants saw such an eldest lady, their faces were filled with pride. Having such a master in the house made them feel proud as servants.

It’s just that there may be something hidden under this sincerity. In Feng Yuheng’s eyes, a pure white lotus is worse than that pitcher plant.

"What can I say, eldest sister? All these years when I was in the mountains, it was my elder sister who fulfilled my filial duty in front of my father for me. How dare Aheng compete with eldest sister for this favor? What's more, my father is a man of love and justice. , whether it is thinking about the love between father and daughter, or thinking about Aunt Shen’s financial help, I will always put my eldest sister first in my heart."

When she said this, the pure smile on her face was even bigger than that of Feng Chenyu just now. For some reason, Feng Chenyu felt a dark cloud rise in his heart.

"Oh, **** it!" Thinking of something that suddenly occurred to her, Feng Yuheng stomped her foot, "Why did she say Aunt Shen when she opened her mouth? It seems that this childhood habit is really bad. She should call her mother. Fortunately, my father is not here. Otherwise, Ah Heng will be punished, and the eldest sister won’t complain to her father, right?"

"Second sister is really good at joking." Her voice was not as cheerful as before, and her eyes narrowed, "I will teach you the rules you don't understand slowly, so how could you complain behind your back?" Things are coming. Come in quickly, grandma will be impatient."

"Thank you, big sister." She also raised a smile, and the smile was even brighter than before.

The maid who came with Feng Chenyu was named Huang Ling. As the first-class maid beside the eldest lady, she was naturally close to the first-class maid beside the eldest lady. When Huang Ling saw Manxi coming with Feng Yuheng, how could she not understand the eldest lady's intention? She just noticed a red rash-like thing on Manxi's neck and felt strange.

The girl came closer to Manxi and asked her in a low voice: "Sister Man, why is your neck so red?"

Manxi pretended to be surprised and put her hand on her neck: "Are you red? I just feel itchy. This is what happened when I put on these clothes this morning."

Huang Ling stared at Manxi's clothes for a long time. She had some guesses in her mind, but she didn't specify them. They followed their master into the house.

When they arrived, Feng Xiangrong and Feng Fendai were already sitting there. Fendai was leaning at the old lady's feet, squeezing her legs with her little hands. The old lady closed her eyes slightly, looking like she was enjoying herself. Xiangrong, on the other hand, sat on the chair with lowered eyebrows and eyes, without saying a word.

Feng Chenyu took two steps, leaned over gently, and said in a soft voice, "Chen Yu came late to say hello to grandma. I hope grandma won't be angry. It's true that Chen Yu learned about grandma's death recently. The pain in my back came again, so I hurriedly made a pair of soft pillows for my grandmother, and she put them under her waist to try."

As she spoke, she took a pair of soft pillows from Huang Ling's hands. The soft pillows looked ordinary at first glance, but if you take a closer look, you can find the differences. It turns out that the surface is covered with fine Shu brocade, and even the embroidery on the brocade is extremely exquisite. Not only the old lady's favorite peony is used, but also gold thread is mixed in.

Feng Chenyu personally stepped forward to help the old lady with cushions on her waist. When she saw the old lady nodding with satisfaction, she felt relieved, but there was still worry on her face - "Grandma's back problems have not always been the same in previous years. Did it only happen in winter? Why did it start to hurt at the end of summer this year?"

"Alas." The old lady sighed and waved away Feng Fendai who was pinching her leg. "As people get older, each year becomes worse than the previous year."

"Chen Yu is a child of the Feng family, and everything is given by the Feng family. As long as grandma likes it, Chen Yu will give up anything." His words were still beautiful.

The two of them spoke as if no one else was watching, but they ignored Feng Yuheng who entered the room with Chen Yu. And she was not in a hurry when she arrived, she just stood in the middle and waited for the grandfather and grandson to finish chatting with each other. Then she properly imitated Feng Chenyu's posture and leaned down to salute: "Aheng, give my regards to grandma."

Feng Chenyu looked apologetic: "Ah, it's all my fault. I came in with sister A-Heng just now. I only focused on getting this soft pillow for my grandmother, and I left my sister in the cold."

After saying this, Feng Fendai was the first to roll her eyes fiercely and clenched her fists again and again.

She doesn't like Feng Yuheng, and she also doesn't like Feng Chenyu, or in other words, she hates all the legitimate daughters in this house. Precisely because of these legitimate daughters, except for his aunt, everyone in the family devoted their energy to the legitimate daughter. Not only did they not care about her, they probably didn't even want to think about it.

Just like just now, I squeezed the old lady's legs for a long time, and my wrists were sore, but I didn't get a nice word from her. But when Feng Chenyu arrived, he stole all her limelight with two soft pillows.

Feng Fendai hated them, whether it was Feng Yuheng, a legacy of history, or Feng Chenyu, the current legitimate daughter.

The old lady glanced at Feng Yuheng, and her brows furrowed after just one glance.

"Why are you dressed like this?"

The clothes I wore a few years ago were so short that it was obvious that the old lady disliked them!

Feng Yuheng was not afraid of being disliked. She wanted this effect, so she hurriedly explained: "Grandma, did you say that Aheng's clothes are not good? But...but this was specially given to me by my fourth sister yesterday. Huh? The fourth sister said that she has been keeping these clothes since I left home. Now that I am back, she hastily returned them to me to wear. Grandma, Ah Heng has just returned home, and she doesn’t want to refute the sister’s face. Since the fourth sister sent them Yes, of course I have to wear it."

When she said this, Feng Fendai's anger could be imagined, while Feng Xiangrong, who was sitting aside, lowered his head slightly, thinking silently in his heart: Here we go again, here we go again, second sister, I am beginning to look forward to it. What else will you say next?

Feng Yuheng did not disappoint her. She turned around and took the gauze skirt from Manxi, and moved closer to Feng Fendai: "The fourth sister likes my clothes so much, the second sister is very touched. But in the past, those were worn by the elder sister. Well, you don't mind it and you have worn it all these years. My sister is really feeling sorry for it. Come on, these are the new clothes my father-in-law sent me to Liuyuan yesterday. I gave them to my fourth sister. I hope my sister won't mind them."

Feng Yuheng put the clothes in her hands directly into Fendai's arms. Fendai subconsciously pushed them out. As soon as her hand touched the gauze material, she screamed with an "ouch" - "What the **** is this!"

The effect of this voice was remarkable, and everyone focused their attention on the skirt.