Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 75: Hengheng, come here
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"Mother!" Just when Shen's spoon was about to touch her lips, she was suddenly stopped by Chen Yu.
Ms. Shen was startled by her. When she looked up again, she happened to see Chen Yu's anxious and worried expression. She couldn't help but persuade her: "My dear daughter, don't worry, your uncles will not let Feng Yu go." Damn it, she will definitely not live to get married at the age of fifteen!"
Feng Chenyu's heart was churning, and her eyes were full of tangles. She really hoped that this mother would never be a stumbling block for her to ascend to the throne, but she still stopped Shen when she wanted to drink the bowl of soup again. Coming down: "My daughter just remembered that she forgot to put salt in the soup. Mother will drink it later, and my daughter will go and get through it again." He hurriedly grabbed the soup bowl from Shen's hand and left the room as if he was running away.
Ms. Shen didn’t understand what was going on, but looked at Shen Yu leaving and murmured: "My good daughter, all the good things in this world should be yours. All the money from my mother, all It’s all left to you.”
At midnight this evening, Ban walked back.
He placed something in front of Feng Yuheng. Feng Yuheng picked it up and looked at it. It was an old hairpin.
"That grandma has a fifteen-year-old granddaughter, who is the ninth concubine of the third master of the Shen family. My subordinate took a hairpin from her. The style is old and looks like something from the past."
Feng Yuheng nodded, as expected.
She felt that there must be some reason for Nanny Sun's betrayal. Otherwise, how could Nanny Sun, who had followed the Yao family as a dowry from the Yao family, switch to someone else in just three years.
It’s just that Grandma Sun hid her little granddaughter so well that even when she was fifteen years old, Mrs. Yao didn’t even know about it.
She handed the hairpin back to Ban Chu and told him: "Send this hairpin to Grandma Sun tonight."
"As ordered." Ban Zao nodded, and was about to say something, but suddenly his expression changed, and then he said: "Your Highness is here." After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.
Feng Yuheng was stunned on the spot. Wangchuan smiled and pushed her: "Ban Zou said that His Highness is here. Miss, please go out and take a look."
It was only then that she realized what she was doing. She quickly stood up and ran out for two steps, but then she stopped, turned around and asked Wangchuan: "Are my clothes okay?"
As soon as these words came out of her mouth, she despised herself. Since when did the man with the purple lotus between his brows capture her heart like this?
Perhaps there will never be an answer to this question, but in fact she knew in her heart that on the night she first came to this world, the moment she waved goodbye to him, her heart had already begun to miss him.
"You look good in anything you wear." A voice came from the back window, and the girl who hadn't turned around pursed her lips and laughed.
Looking back following the sound, through the open window, under a big tree not far away, there was a man in purple robe sitting in a wheelchair, with the golden mask still covering his face. She But all of a sudden you can see the purple lotus through the small hole.
"Hengheng, come here."
The voice was like magic, bewitching Feng Yuheng to run to the window, leaping over the window nimbly, holding up the hem of her skirt, and ran towards him.
"Why are you here?" Her eyes were bright and sparkling with intelligence. In Xuan Tianming's eyes, they were like stars in the sky, making people's hearts beat with every blink.
"Let me see you." He took her hand, brought her to him and put her on the handle of the wheelchair. Then he clapped his hands and the wheelchair flew up and ran to the top of the mountain. He rushed out in the same direction.
Feng Yuheng could only hear the whistling wind in her ears, and she felt as if she was riding a flying carpet and experiencing a wonderful journey.
She hugged Xuan Tianming's neck tightly with one hand, and stretched out the other hand, excitedly flicking the branches along the way, like a child.
Xuan Tianming had never seen her look like this before. While he was surprised, he also felt that she looked like a twelve-year-old child.
On a night like this, the two of them were soaring into the air through Qinggong, their eyes facing each other, and they looked at each other with a touch of tenderness.
Finally reaching the top of the mountain, the wheelchair landed firmly on the ground. His luck stopped and a slight sweat appeared on his forehead.
She subconsciously raised her sleeves to wipe him. Xuan Tianming was stunned for a moment, but did not hide. It was not until Feng Yuheng finished wiping that he said: "This is the first time I saw a girl wiping someone with her sleeves. Sweaty."
"Uh... I should use a handkerchief, right?" She touched her body and said, "I don't have a handkerchief." She stopped continuing the topic and sighed sincerely: "That's so cool! Xuan Tianming, this Is this what you call Qinggong?"
He enjoyed the feeling when she called him Xuan Tian Mingshi. Although this name belonged to him but was extremely unfamiliar, after she called him, he finally found a sense of belonging again.
In this world, she is the only one who calls him like this, Xuan Tianming, eh, very good.
Feng Yuheng jumped out of the wheelchair and happily walked around the top of the mountain a few times. Then she stood still and looked at Xuan Tian Mingshi, feeling that the haze that had accumulated over the past few days had been swept away. All that was left in her eyes and heart was his black hair blowing in the wind, and the looming purple lotus under the moonlight at night.
She thought that if a girl fell in love with a boy first, she would be at a disadvantage, right? She still remembers her partner from her previous life telling her that in love, whoever falls in love first loses first.
But now, she is convinced that she has lost.
"Do you want to learn it?"
Feng Yuheng shook her head, "It's too difficult if you don't learn. You see, I'm so busy every day. Just the people and things in Feng Mansion are enough for me. I also have to read medical books and... Studying medicinal materials and taking care of the business of the shop outside, how can you have time to learn Qinggong?"
She was a little depressed, but in an instant she felt cheerful again. She ran forward and pulled Xuan Tianming's sleeve as if to offer a treasure and said, "But I can also do some kung fu."
Xuan Tianming nodded, "When I was in the mountains, I saw your hand playing stones, and I knew you were not incompetent."
She poked his golden mask with her finger with a smile: "It's more than just a little skill! Although my body is a bit weak now, these are temporary. I will eat more good ones in the future and smoke more every day. Give them some time to train and you'll recover quickly. Although you can't return to your peak condition so quickly, it won't hold Huangquan and the others back too much when they encounter another fight."
Xuan Tianming didn't quite understand what she said. What does it mean to return to peak condition? Does she mean that she once had very good skills, but now she has declined?
But he still nodded seriously and told her: "Since you have the foundation, don't waste it. Even if there is someone around you to protect you, there is always a chance. I am always worried that something will happen to you. Today I heard from Banzou that he met someone from the Palace of Hell again last night and was worried about you, so he hurried over."
She asked Ban to go out to do errands. Since the Shen family was in Beijing, Ban Zou naturally had to go back to Beijing.
Feng Yuheng was not angry at all with Ban Zai for telling Xuan Tianming about her situation. Instead, she was very happy because he rushed over because he said he was worried about her.
"Do you want to try it?" She took two steps back playfully, keeping a certain distance from him.
"What are you trying?" Xuan Tianming was startled for a moment, then came to his senses. Do you think this girl wants to show fists with him? But no matter how you look at it, it looks like he is bullying a child.
But he couldn't bear to spoil her mood, so he nodded, "Okay." He just thought of it as accompanying her to stretch her muscles.
Feng Yuheng happily opened her stance, slipped on her feet, and swung around behind him.
Xuan Tianming's reaction was not slow, and he patted the wheelchair and ran away diagonally.
I heard Feng Yuheng shout: "You don't have luck and lightness!" The man rushed towards him and hit him.
Xuan Tianming studied ancient martial arts, and Feng Yuheng had never been exposed to moves and routines.
What Feng Yuheng used was the actual combat and grappling techniques learned in the Marine Corps in the 21st century, which focused on subduing or killing targets in a short period of time. The complete routine is just a set of military boxing, but she has slightly modified it to make it more flexible.
The more Xuan Tianming beat him, the more surprised he became. Although Feng Yuheng was indeed what she said, her small body was really not up to par. He was so weak that he almost didn't dare to touch her little arm directly for fear of hurting her. , but the moves she used were something he had never seen or heard of before.
Feng Yuheng’s moves don’t look even remotely gorgeous, let alone pretty. Most of the girls who practice martial arts will choose Qing Kung Fu or swordsmanship, which are beautiful skills to perform, but what Feng Yu Heng uses is completely close combat. Every move is extremely powerful, tricky and practical.
Xuan Tianming believed that if Feng Yuheng's physical condition improved and she could use this skill, she would be able to compete with even a superior martial arts master. What's more, vaguely, he always felt that although this girl's kung fu did not seem to be assisted by internal strength and mental methods, in fact, there must be a matching set of internal strength training, but she had not yet mastered it.
The two of them fought for more than a hundred rounds before they both stopped. Feng Yuheng was a little tired. She put her hands on her knees and panted. While panting, she waved her hands to Xuan Tianming: "I can't do it, I can't do it, this is broken. My body will get tired after playing for a while. You let me rest, there are many moves that I haven't used yet." After saying that, he sat down on the ground and rested by himself.
He turned the wheelchair to her side, pulled off the cloak behind him and covered her body, "The mountain breeze is cool at night. You just sweated, be careful of freezing." After thinking about it, he added: "You It must be that you haven’t practiced the internal strength of this set of moves yet, right?”
Feng Yuheng nodded. Regardless of whether they are ancient or modern people, anyone who practices martial arts knows that it is useless to rely only on external tricks. What is important is internal cooperation.
This point was called internal strength and mind method by the ancients, but in modern times, it is what everyone knows: qigong.
"My set is a combination of fighting and grappling, and it also combines a set of military boxing." She could see Xuan Tianming's curiosity, so she took the initiative to explain to him, "They are all close combat skills. There is nothing to see, but every move is very practical. As for the internal strength that goes with these moves, I call it hard qigong."
"Hard Qigong?" He pondered for a while and analyzed it with his own understanding: "I see that you are very strong when fighting. The so-called hard Qigong, if you master it, most people will be afraid that their arms will be damaged if they take a move. Is it going to end?"
Feng Yuheng nodded, "It's almost the same, it depends on how far you practice it. But even if I'm good at it, I'm still a lot worse than you in fighting." She had to admit that Gu Wu was profound and profound, "You all know Qing Kung Fu. , and long weapons. Combining them will put me at a disadvantage, as I can see from these two fights."
Xuan Tianming nodded in agreement, looked at her again, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes, changed the subject, and asked her directly: "Who did you learn this from?"