Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 89: Private meetings with men

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What can Princess Ding'an say? Just like Feng Yuheng, Qing Le has no right to confront Feng Jinyuan. Now that Feng Yuheng has carried Feng Jinyuan out, it might not be good for them to persist.

So she changed her tune: "Then please ask the eldest lady of the Feng family to play a song!"

Feng Chenyu couldn't leave here right away. As the legitimate daughter of the Feng family, had she ever suffered such humiliation?

However, she did not think that this humiliation was caused by Prince Ding'an's palace. All the fault was Feng Yuheng's fault.

Glancing Feng Yuheng a vicious look, Chen Yu stood up and walked towards the lyre with an aggrieved look on his face. With the sound of the piano, her piano skills, which she had practiced hard for so many years, just waiting to amaze everyone on a grand occasion, were dedicated to a group of dancers and a bunch of ladies who couldn't get on the stage.

Feng Yuheng doesn’t care whether she feels wronged or not, she has to bear the consequences of her own sins.

Feng Chenyu’s piano skills are very good, quite good. The Feng family had mostly failed in cultivating Feng Chenyu's talents over the years, but this piano skill was unique enough for her to actually practice it.

After all, she is the legitimate daughter of a high-ranking official. It is not easy for these ladies and ladies who cannot go to the stage to meet her, let alone see and hear Chen Yu playing the piano with her own eyes.

The music that was originally reserved to amaze everyone was played for a group of maikos. Chen Yu’s music was full of sorrow and hatred.

Feng Yuheng, the humiliation you gave me today will be repaid twice as much in the future.

But at this moment, on Feng Yuheng's side, a little girl came over with tea, as if she was about to put it on the table, but for some reason, her hand turned away and spilled it all over Xiangrong.

Xiang Rong jumped up in surprise, and quickly patted the water stains on his body with his hands, but he was still a step too late, and all the tea soaked into the fabric.

"I know my mistake, please forgive me!" The little girl was very quick to do so. She knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. She kowtowed while begging for mercy until she felt soft.

"Come on, let's get up." Xiangrong helplessly asked the girl to get up. Looking at the water all over her body, she didn't know what to do for a while.

Feng Yuheng looked at the kneeling girl and intuitively told her that this was not an accident. If Feng Chenyu and Qing Le fail to succeed, they will always try another one, and I'm afraid this one will be used on Xiang Rong.

Sure enough, the girl just came up and said, "Miss, you can't wear these clothes anymore. The weather is cold now, and you will get cold if you wear wet clothes. Please go to the back hall with your slave and change, Miss."

Xiang Rong was a little embarrassed. He looked at Feng Yuheng and saw Feng Yuheng nodding towards her, and then followed the girl.

Feng Yuheng was still sitting at the table eating fruit and watching the dance. When she looked at Princess Qingle out of the corner of her eye, she found that she was also looking at her. There was a look in his eyes as if he was watching something good, as if he was sure that Feng Yuheng would fall down after this somersault.

Of course she didn't know what Qing Le was up to, but she was looking forward to it. She really wanted to see how smart this princess was at killing people.

After a while, another strange girl came over, stopped next to Feng Yuheng, bowed, and whispered: "You are the second young lady of the Feng family, right? The one just now went to change clothes. The lady asked you to come over and help her."

Feng Yu Heng said in her heart: It’s here as soon as it’s said.

"Very good." She stood up, turned her head and smiled at Princess Qingle, and then whispered to Wangchuan beside her: "Just wait here, I will go there myself." Then she followed This girl went in the direction that Xiangrong left just now.

The two of them walked all the way to a row of halls at the back of the garden. The girl who led the way kept her head lowered and said nothing. When they reached the third to last house, they finally stopped, turned around and said to Feng Yuheng: "That lady is inside, please Miss Feng Er, please come in."

Feng Yuheng looked at her and suddenly smiled, "My third sister has been timid since she was a child. I guess she is not used to being served by strange maids, so she called me here."

Seeing her taking the initiative to speak, the girl couldn't help but refuse to answer, so she smiled and said, "Yes, Miss Feng Er and Miss San are very close friends. Miss Feng San said that she was often taken care of by Miss Feng when she was at home. So it’s better for the second lady to help with things like changing clothes.”

Feng Yuheng nodded, took the initiative to push the door open, and said while pushing: "But I have left the capital since I was a child, and now that I have returned to the house, I can only see these three sisters in the morning and evening. She sees She always stays far away timidly when she comes to me. I don’t know where she got the courage to ask me to change her clothes."

After she said this, she walked up to the house, not caring that the girl behind her was pale and pale, she was just calculating in her heart what would happen next.

The girl who led the way did not follow Feng Yuheng into the house, but closed the door from the outside after she entered the house.

Feng Yuheng said "Huh?" and when she turned around, she heard the sound of locks being locked outside.

She laughed, it turned out that was her intention.

"Why do you want to lock the door?" She completed the show and turned around to pat the door a few times, "Open the door quickly!"

Unfortunately, there was no one outside the door. The girl had already run away in advance.

Feng Yuheng turned around, with a smile on her lips, and looked around the room, finally landing on a screen in the back room.

Seeing that there seemed to be a mist behind the screen, she stepped forward lightly, walked through the outer hall to the inner room, and stopped at a corner of the screen. Looking over, he saw a man sitting naked and with his eyes closed in a large steaming tub. Clothes were taken off and shoes and socks were scattered everywhere.

Feng Yuheng thought about how she had just spoken to the maid and even patted the door panel, but the man actually kept his eyes closed. Looking at his breathing evenly and his fingers moving rhythmically, he probably wasn't drugged by someone.

That is, if he had known about this drama, he would have waited for her to take the bait.

She sneered and deliberately made some noise outside the screen.

Sure enough, the man in the bathtub moved his expression, nervous and a little yearning.

She stood without moving, but took in a panoramic view of the environment around the screen, and then mentally measured the distance with her steps.

Not long after, I heard hurried footsteps outside the door from far to near. Feng Yuheng had sharp ears and could tell the difference after hearing the sound. The incoming people were divided into two groups. The two people in front were the vanguard, and the large troops followed behind.

Thinking about it, the instigator should have brought the onlookers to watch the fun.

Soon, the footsteps stopped outside the door, and the door lock was opened. Qing Le's voice was the first to be heard: "What do you think Miss Feng Er is doing here? Having a private meeting with a man? Damn it! Do you think I am? What kind of place is Ding'an Prince's Mansion? It can actually do such dirty things!"

Na Qingle rushed into the room while talking, and the man in the bathtub panicked! The pre-arranged plot has not finished yet, and the woman has not come to him yet. Why did Princess Qingle come in?

He was anxious and only thought about completing the task. He remembered that he heard a sound behind the screen just now and thought that the woman must be standing there, so he simply stood up from the bathtub and reached out to grab Feng Yuheng.

But when he reached over, he didn't catch anything. He obviously saw a figure moving when he opened his eyes just now, but when he stretched out his hand, he caught nothing.

The man thought it was strange, but at this moment, Qing Le's footsteps were approaching. As he walked, he said, "Didn't you say you were having a private meeting with a man? Where is the man?"

Then a girl replied: "Would you like to come to the inner room and take a look, sir?"

Qing Le raised her voice and shouted in a voice that could be heard by everyone: "In the back room? Isn't that a sleeping place? When Miss Feng Er has a private meeting, men will go to the bed?"

Seeing that Qing Le was about to come over, the man had no choice but to retreat into the tub again.

As soon as he sat back down, Qing Le was already approaching. But there was no sign of Feng Yuheng here. She couldn't help but frown and asked the man in a low voice: "Where is the person?"

The man shook his head, "I don't know, I haven't seen anyone yet. Princess, you are here. Are you here early?"

Qing Le turned to the girl next to her and asked, "Did she come in?"

The girl quickly replied: "Come in, I personally watched Miss Feng Er come in, and even locked it from the outside."

Qing Le said anxiously: "Quick, search in the house."

The little girl nodded, turned around and ran back outside.

Qing Le was about to turn around and give the man a few more instructions, but just when she turned around, she was suddenly pushed hard.

This time it was not just a push, but someone quickly pulled off the girdle on her clothes from behind, then pulled a handful of hair, and even pulled her collar.

Qing Le felt as if he was haunted by a ghost in a blink of an eye. His clothes were messy and his hair was disheveled. The most terrible thing was that the collar seemed to be torn, exposing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

Then the ghost hand increased its strength, and she lost her balance and fell straight towards the big tub.

With a "plop" sound, Princess Qingle fell completely into the tub, collided head-on with the man, and was hugged directly by the man.

The two of them were shocked and looked back, but they didn't even see a ghost.

The little girl who was looking for Feng Yuheng outside heard the noise and ran over here. As she ran, she asked, "Princess, what's wrong with you?"

But at this moment, the large army outside the door arrived. Led by Princess Ding'an, followed by Feng Chenyu and other guests, all the guests arrived in this room. Chen Yu's voice could be heard saying: "Second sister will not do that kind of thing. Please believe me, Princess."

Princess Ding'an snorted coldly, "I only believe my own eyes! Why did the second young lady of the Feng family come to the back hall if she wasn't watching the singing and dancing at the banquet?"

As he spoke, everyone rushed through the outer room and rushed into the inner room. I saw a little girl standing next to the screen, covering her eyes with her hands, as if she was frightened by something.

Princess Ding'an shouted: "Bold slave, what are you doing?"

Feng Chenyu was overjoyed. This girl behaved as they had planned. She was exactly how she should have seen Feng Yuheng bathing with a man.

She quickly followed: "What did you see?"

The girl was so frightened that she was trembling and speechless. She just pointed at the back of the screen, her face full of horror.

Princess Ding'an was anxious and stepped forward. Chen Yu and the female guests behind her all squeezed in to take a look.

It didn't matter what he saw, everyone was shocked.

I saw Princess Qingle of Prince Ding'an's house with wet hair and half-undressed clothes, embracing each other and soaking in a large bathtub with an unclothed man. The shape, movements, and expressions are simply... so captivating.