The Divine Doctor: The Daughter Of The Frist Wife
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Hearing this, the matriarch quickly waved her hand. "No way, no way. You are the official wife of Jin Yuan. From today on, you will be the safety and honor of the Feng family. We're still counting on you." While saying this, he looked at Feng Jin Yuan. Unfortunately, Feng Jin Yuan really did not want to deal with this.
At this moment, He Zhong finally managed to escape from Feng Jin Yuan's clutches and cleared his throat before saying. "Even if this servant went to invite her, it was impossible. I heard that the second young miss left the morning manor to watch the execution stage."
"What?" Feng Jin Yuan bit so hard that he almost destroyed all his teeth, "That little one ... That girl's heart, is actually made of what? His eldest brother will be executed, but he will actually watch."
"Why not?" Xiang Rong faintly spoke. "At the time when the eldest sister tried to kill him so many times, why didn't father ask what his heart was made of? Also, father, what is your heart made of?" Ever since this girl got engaged to Bu Cong, for some reason, she had developed a personality that had deliberately made things worse. He was no longer afraid of people from the Feng family. He would say whatever he wanted to say, and he no longer cared whether he was beaten or punished. Just like this time, he broke away from An shi and quickly walked out. As he stepped into the rain, he said. "I'll go and see it too!" He then sped up his pace and disappeared after a while.
An shi was afraid of being ridiculous. He was about to give chase, but he was captured by Feng Jin Yuan. He did not dare to curse Feng Yu Heng, but Xiang Rong did not have much support. In an instant, all his hatred for his second daughter was transferred to his third daughter, and he ruthlessly said to An shi. "You can't chase! It'd be better if he died out there!" He then turned around and said to his servants. "Catch him! He can't go anywhere!"
No matter how An shi cried or screamed, he could not break free from granny's strong restraints. He even stuffed his mouth with a cloth, making him unable to make a sound.
The leader's mother's heart also fell apart, asking He Zhong. "Is there still time?"
He Zhong said. "There's still an hour left."
The matriarch did not want to wait any longer and rushed over to the spiritual master, and said. "Let's start now!"
The masters do this for money. If their boss said to start, they would start, so countless candles were lit. Funeral pennants were raised (a kind of flag in taoism), and they began to flick rattles in their hands. The four of them started chanting silk while surrounding the hall.
No one else in the Feng family spoke, standing quietly by the side. Everyone was silently hoping in their hearts that Feng Chen Yu's death would be the end of the Feng family's troubles.
When Xiang Rong came out of the manor, he did not know who gave him the umbrella, but he held onto the umbrella and rushed towards the execution stage. Even before she could get out of the way, her umbrella had been torn apart by the wind. Xiang Rong simply threw it and increased his pace.
Why else is it said that there are certain things that require special circumstances to be resolved? Given Xiang Rong was weak and timid, if not for Feng Yu Heng's slight teachings, if not for the Feng family forcing him many times, if not for the Bu family's betrothal impulse, it would have been, if there was no heavy rain, perhaps he would never be able to do something like rushing through the heavy rain. Moreover, he had left the house after arguing with Feng Jin Yuan.
He was really scared. He did his best to straighten his body. However, it was in vain. Her scattered hair was stuck in a wheel, and the pain made her cry. Falling to the ground, his neck extended. Xiang Rong closed his eyes and could practically feel the wheel pressing against his neck.
However, at this time, the train suddenly stopped. The sound of a horse neighing sounded, and it seemed as if the carriage had really stopped. Immediately after this, someone crouched down next to him and reached out a hand to remove his hair from the wheel. They then went to hold her shoulders and face.
Xiang Rong heaved a sigh of relief. He has been saved.
He wanted to open his eyes to see who saved him, but he was currently facing upwards. It was raining too hard, and there was no way for him to open his eyes. However, his hands were still moving in fear. After moving it for a while, they were caught by the man, and he was picked up.
Right now, a girl's voice sounded, "Quick, it's almost time!"
The person who saved him took him to the carriage, and heavy rain arrived blocked by the carriage. Xiang Rong heard a voice near his ear. It was the voice of a man, saying. "It's raining very hard. Why are you running out on your own?"
He hasn't opened his eyes yet. However, after hearing these words, the corner of his lips involuntarily smiled.
Outside it is raining. Although the inside of the carriage was separated by wood, there was still a lot of moisture.
Xiang Rong was completely drenched, and he was placed on the tiger fur chair. The soft and thick fur blanket was instantly drenched. He subconsciously moved to stand up, not wanting to damage this person's item, but there was a hand that gently pressed down on his shoulder, pushing the person standing back.
"Just sit. It's okay." It was still a weak voice. However, it was very calming.
Xiang Rong looked at the man. That guy's guy. The man's previously clean white clothes became drenched from going out to save him. Her hair was also soaked. However, he did not lose his delicate appearance. He could not control himself, and tears filled his eyes. Embarrassed, he spoke using an almost inaudible voice, "Your Majesty the seventh prince."
This person was Xuan Tian Hua. He helped Xiang Rong sit down before moving his hand from his shoulder. He then sat down opposite her and ignored that she was wet. Slightly frowning, he asked her. "Where are you going?"