The Divine Doctor: The Daughter Of The Frist Wife
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Seeing that Feng Yu Heng was about to battle with the fragrant shoulder of a pig, Xuan Tian Ming helplessly asked Bai Ze, Huang Quan and Wang Chuan. "Do you know pigs are prepared this fast?"
Feng Yu Heng reminded him. "It's noon now. The kitchen should have made the food."
Xuan Tian Ming rolled his eyes at him, "Just eat your food! No one in the palace would dare eat a pig's shoulder that big."
Bai Ze nodded, “True, everyone in the palace cut it into slices or formed to look beautiful before being taken to the dining table. Apparently this pig's shoulder was already ordered by His Majesty this morning, saying that the county princess will be eating today at the palace, so the imperial kitchen started its preparations early in the morning."
“Hmph.” Xuan Tian Ming let out a cold snort then waved his hand, “Alright, alright, you may go.” Turning his head away, he once again saw Feng Yu Heng happily enjoying his meal. He accepted his fate and wiped the oil around his mouth.
After Feng Yu Heng took care of the pig's shoulder, he very professionally dragged Xuan Tian Ming to the Winter Palace to give the infusion to imperial concubine Yun. Fortunately, the Emperor had returned to Zhao He Hall to sleep, so he did not need to jump over the wall. However after he finished giving the infusion and was about to leave, he heard imperial concubine Yun ask one of his palace maids. "Huh, is it true that there are so many people who are interested in that damn throne?"
Feng Yu Heng and Xuan Tian Ming thought of the shadow that would appear in the hearts of those palace maids and increased their steps, escaping from the Winter Palace.
He thought there wasn't much more to do. The rebellion that happened last night. Everything that needed to be known was already known, the third prince had been locked up, and Duan Mu Qing had died. All that was left was for the Emperor to finish his affairs, so he decided to leave the imperial palace. Who knew that before the two could pass through the palace gates, Zhang Yuan would bring the entourage towards the palace gates."
Feng Yu Heng waved at him. "Hey! Eunuch Zhang, where are you going?"
Zhang Yuan looked at the two and went to greet them before replying. "Your Majesty said that the gate was badly damaged by the beating that was done last night. It should be fixed immediately, but the state treasury is not willing to pay it.”
Xuan Tian Ming raised the corner of his lips, "The Father Emperor's intention is..."
"Your Majesty intends to say that whoever damaged it will have to pay the cost of the repair. That was why this servant was preparing to bring people to Xiang Palace. In hindsight, the palace of His Highness the Third Prince should not be so poor that it could not even be able to repair the gate. His Majesty said that if Xiang Palace is really poor, it can be sold at any price. After all, this would save the state a little cash."
Xuan Tian Ming nodded, "Good. Please!"
Zhang Yuan looked at Feng Yu Heng and added. "His Majesty the Empress has prepared a small residence for Princess Xiang. County princess, don't worry."
Feng Yu Heng nodded but did not say anything.
When the two finally walked out of the imperial palace, it was already afternoon. Feng Yu Heng sat on Xuan Tian Ming's imperial carriage and stuck his head out the window.
He could only sigh. "People in the capital are really tough!"
With sincere praise for the ordinary citizens, the two returned to Yu Palace. Feng Yu Heng went there to pick up Xiang Rong and also wanted to see how the third young miss of the Feng family had embroidered the fourth prince of the Xuan family.
The palace attendant told them. "The two guests were still in the Han Hall. From last night until now, the third young lady has not slept once."
Feng Yu Heng understood what was said. "You mean, Your Majesty the fourth prince has fallen asleep?"
The waiter said. "The princess should go and see for herself!"
When the two finally approached the Han Hall, Xuan Tian Ming raised his arm and gently held onto his shoulder, saying. "Stand up straight." He quickly brought his wife in.
Upon entering the Han Hall, Feng Yu Heng heard his third sister let out a "oh" voice, "Your Majesty! Why are you sleeping again?"
Looking up, he saw Xiang Rong sitting at the chess table, with one table on each side. It was just that Xiang Rong was somewhat free, whereas Xuan Tian Yi was tied up in a chair, and several large stones were hung under the chair. The waiter explained to both. “The third young lady said that His Highness the fourth prince did not listen and always moved too much. After the fall, he needed to help lift it up and felt it was quite troublesome, so he had us servants look for a boulder to stabilize the chair. This way, he won't fall.”
At this moment, Xiang Rong was holding a sewing needle in his hand, and his leg continued to kick Xuan Tian Yi under the table. "A grown man can't even stay up late better than me. I really can't. Somehow you can be a prince for many years. Could it be that you want to be stabbed by a needle again?" He moved stabbing Xuan Tian Yi with his sewing needle.
Feng Yu Heng covered his face, "I think I might have taught this child too much."
Palace Maid Yu also said. "There's no harm in her being the daughter's younger sister. This personality, really. ck ck."
Feng Yu Heng covered his face and advanced to grab Xiang Rong, "Let's go. We're going home."
Xiang Rong smiled as he looked at it. "Second brother, you're finally back!" After saying this, the area under his eyes turned red. The heroic spirit that was just now disappeared, and fatigue soon swept over him. His legs became weak, and he fell towards Feng YU Heng.
Feng Yu Heng quickly caught up to him and looked once more. The girl fell asleep. He breathed slowly. From the night before until now, he had not closed his eyes. For a girl who was ten years less, this was quite difficult. Moreover, he had to pretend to be strong when dealing with Xuan Tian Yi. It's strange if he doesn't feel tired.