Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 82: Aheng, domineering!

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Princess Qingle suddenly turned her head and faced Feng Yuheng with a wave of resentment.

"Who did I think she was? It turned out to be a little concubine from the Feng family." Qing Le said with a strong sense of contempt. "Thirty thousand for a bowl, little concubine, how do you calculate this account?"

Feng Yuheng crossed her arms across her chest and stared at Princess Qingle: "Who did I think she was? It turns out she is a princess with a different surname from the Wang family. A skirt costs ten thousand, and a princess with a different surname. What's your account?" How do you calculate it?"

“You don’t care how I calculate this!” Qing Le pinched her waist with both hands, pointed at Feng Yuheng and said: “Little concubine, if you see this princess not kneeling down to salute, this is your Feng family’s. Rules?"

"Hey!" After hearing this, Xuan Tiange quit, "A daughter of a different surname from the Wang family, why don't you kneel down when you see this county?"

Qing Le then saw Xuan Tiange who had been standing behind Feng Yuheng and couldn't help but frown. Although they are both princesses, their meanings are absolutely different. He is a serious descendant of the Xuan family, but his father is just a prince with no real power at all. Now that Xuan Tiange was attacking, it really made her a little embarrassed.

As Xuan Tiange spoke, Feng Tianyu and Ren Xifeng, who were also standing behind, also stepped forward, and heard Feng Tianyu say: "It's true that A'heng is a concubine of the Feng family, but I am Feng Tiange. The legitimate daughter of the family. I would like to ask this princess, do you have anything to say to our Feng family in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Ren Xifeng also spoke: "I, General Pingnan, would also like to hear Princess Qingle's advice, or I can ask my father to go to Ding'an Prince's Palace and hear what Prince Ding'an has to say. Bai Furong She is our sister, no matter what her family status is, we are her backing. And Aheng, even though she is a concubine of the Feng family, don’t forget, she is also the future imperial concubine."

Feng Yuheng suddenly laughed, covered her mouth and giggled, then turned her head and said to the sisters beside her: "Prince, nobles often forget things, and it's normal that they can't remember them. But it doesn't matter. I'll look back. Let Xuan Tianming set fire to Prince Ding'an's Mansion again and remind Princess Qingle. Princess, you are welcome, Xuan Tianming is not tired."

She kept mentioning the name of the Royal Prince, and those who heard her would naturally understand how close this pair of betrothed men were to each other. Princess Qingle was so angry that her lungs were about to explode, but these few in front of her were not easy to offend. She had nowhere to get angry. She glanced at the waiter who was still kneeling on the ground, raised her foot and kicked him.

But as soon as she lifted her foot, she suddenly felt something hit her knee. The pain made half of her legs numb, and the foot that was supposed to kick up stopped in mid-air.

She turned to look and realized that it was Feng Yuheng who just casually threw a spoon on her leg. The force was not that strong, it was like a big stone hitting her. My legs are sore and painful.

Qing Le was unwilling to give in. She couldn't lift her feet but she still had hands. He bent down and pulled the waiter up from the ground, then raised his hand and flicked him over with a slap.

The waiter in the shop cried in pain, but he couldn't offend the princess, so he shed tears of grievance.

Princess Qingle felt a little more relaxed, pushed the waiter forward, and then turned back to look at Feng Yuheng provocatively.

But it was better that she didn't look. When she turned around, she realized that Feng Yuheng had walked up to her at some point. Then, imitating her behavior just now, she grabbed her collar and raised her eyebrows. He raised his hand and said, "Pap-pap-pap." Three ear-scratchers blew down on her face.

Princess Qingle was fooled by Feng Yuheng. She never imagined that a little concubine from the prime minister's mansion would have such courage to hit her. Her cheeks were burning with pain, and she wanted to fight back, but she heard Feng Yuheng say: "Don't think that I really didn't see you three when we bumped into each other just now. How could it have been possible if you hadn't stretched out a foot and just stirred the lotus?" There is this accident. Princess Qingle, when you are looking for trouble, please keep your eyes open and see who you are offending! Today I will tell you that I, Feng Yuheng, am half the owner of this Xianya Building. When a servant is bullied, I must not ignore it. I give you these three slaps to give you a little memory."

Qing Le couldn't bear to listen to her words, especially the phrase "half owner of Xianya Tower" which stimulated her to the point of irritation. As soon as he turned his hand, he pulled out a dagger from somewhere on his body!

Ren Xifeng, who grew up in the General's Mansion, has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his eyes are the most poisonous. He was the first to see this and quickly warned: "Aheng, be careful."

Feng Yuheng bent back the moment Qing Le drew out the dagger.

Seeing that her slender waist was bent at a 90-degree angle, Qing Le stabbed her with a dagger and threw it away.

Feng Yuheng was so angry that she moved her foot and kicked Qing Le in the abdomen.

She can avoid Qing Le, but Qing Le can never avoid Feng Yuheng. This time it was kicked firmly, causing Qingle to bend over in pain. Feng Yuheng turned around and struck her on the back, hitting Qing Le until she half-knelt on the ground.

I just heard Xuan Tiange say: "Pingshen."

Then Feng Yuheng raised her feet and straightened the man up again.

Qing Le was in pain and angry, and almost vomited blood. He raised his head again and looked at Feng Yuheng fiercely: "You are so brave!"

Feng Yu Heng replied to her: "You are also very courageous. Princess Qingle, I had no intention of opposing you, but you are being aggressive step by step. This person always needs to think carefully before speaking and doing something. You You have to know whether you can beat the opponent before you take action. You need to compare family strength, which is very good. One of us here represents Prince Wenxuan’s Palace, one represents Right Prime Minister’s Palace, and one represents General Pingnan’s Palace. The little girl is not talented, but she can represent Prince Yu's Mansion. Let me ask you, why are you so arrogant in front of us? Who can you offend?"

Qing Le was speechless by what she said, and even her cousin and several other wealthy children who came out of the private room later lost their arrogance. Indeed, none of these people Feng Yuheng could afford to offend.

What should I do if I can’t afford to offend you? Can only hide. The cousin stepped forward, hugged Feng Yuheng's fists, and said, "I'm sorry." Then he carried Qing Le and went downstairs. Even after walking all the way, I could still hear Qing Le shouting: "Feng Yuheng, just wait for me! Sooner or later, you will regret it!"

Feng Yuheng laughed and was too lazy to pay attention to her. She just shouted downstairs: "Shopkeeper, don't forget to ask Princess Qingle to pay for the bowl. Give her a discount and charge her five taels of silver. Let’s go!”

The beaten waiter wiped his tears and thanked Feng Yuheng, collected the broken bowls on the floor and hurried downstairs.

After a good meal, Qing Le ruined it, Xuan Tiange asked the waiter to pack the uneaten dishes in food boxes and take them back to Bai Furong. Bai Furong was slapped by Qing Le, and she was in a bad mood. She gritted her teeth and asked for two more dishes, and then she finally calmed down.

In the same private room in the other direction of the restaurant, Xuan Tianhua was holding a tea cup and leaning on the back of a chair to watch the excitement.

From when Qing Le used his identity to blackmail Bai Furong, to when Feng Yuheng came forward to attack Qing Le, and then when Feng Yuheng beat up Qing Le, a series of processes were witnessed by him. The prince, who had always been kind, gentle and elegant, couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. He just said that this is really not a family that does not belong to the same family. He thought that the ninth brother who had always been willful would not be able to find a suitable marriage in this life, but he did not expect that , in the end, they really found a girl who was more willful than him.

This is what people often call fate, right?

Xuan Tianhua's eyes were full of expectation. He was a little curious about the second young lady of the Feng family, wondering what else would happen to her.

On Feng Yuheng's side, several sisters left the Xianya Building and separated at the small dock and went back to their respective homes. Before leaving, Feng Yuheng pulled Xuan Tiange and asked her: "It is said that Princess Ding'an will celebrate her birthday in a few days?"

Xuan Tiange thought for a while and nodded, "It seems that the time is almost here. We hold one at this time every year."

"Are you going?"

"I'm not going." Xuan Tiange snorted contemptuously, "What's the name of their palace? I haven't heard of any of them having a close relationship with them, so they just rely on the title of Prince Ding'an. It’s a pity that they are putting on airs and have no successors. I don’t want to give them this face.”

Feng Yuheng was a little confused, "It's supposed to be a hereditary throne. King Ding'an doesn't have a son, so he didn't think of other options?" For example, isn't it normal to have one succeed him?

Xuan Tiange told her: "Who can let him do this? In the past, King Ding'an didn't want to come over and adopt a child to inherit the throne, but the emperor's uncle said that the adopted child would not count. Then King Ding'an made trouble again The story of a princess changing sons was exposed by the emperor's uncle more than ten years ago with a blood test, and he was told that the hereditary throne must be based on his own blood. If he dared to confuse the royal blood again, he would be crowned King of Ding'an. Just take it off for him. Later, he became honest and no longer dared to think of those crooked ideas, waiting to die of old age. Now he has a nephew by his side. I heard that he has done some business. I think I want to do something for him. Let’s leave a way out for our legitimate daughters and concubines.”

Feng Yuheng was heartbroken, thinking that the current Holy Emperor did not want to see this king with a different surname at all.

“Huh?”

Feng Yuheng told her: "I was in the temple that day. When I came back, Princess Qingle came to tell my father."

Xuan Tiange thought for a while and said: "It seems that the Feng Mansion has not sent anyone there before, but only gave some symbolic gifts. Your eldest sister Feng Chenyu is treated like a treasure by the Feng family, so she should I feel that the birthday banquet at Ding'an Prince's Palace is not high enough, and I am waiting to make an appearance at the palace banquet. As for the two sisters, I heard that they are too young and not suitable for such an occasion. You are back this year. I don't know what Feng Mansion plans. ." Xuan Tiange said to her while calculating: "If the Feng family wants you to go this year, then I will accompany you to save you from being bullied."

Feng Yuheng waved her hand, "No need. If I can't even deal with a Ding'an Prince's Mansion, how will I enter Prince Yu's Mansion in the future!"

Xuan Tiange gave her a thumbs up: "Domineering!"

The domineering Feng Yuheng took Wangchuan back to Feng Mansion in a domineering manner. As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted by the housekeeper He Zhong: "Second Miss, you are back."

She stopped and asked, "Is something wrong?"

He Zhongdao: "The old lady asked the third lady to be in Shu Yayuan, and now she is waiting for the second lady to come over!"