The old lady who was sitting here with an awkward look on her face and was waiting for someone to talk to her was no longer in the mood. Her mind was full of Feng Yuheng shook her head and apologized at Mrs. Zhou, and she also said that she would go to the palace to apologize to the emperor. Why did the old lady think that this was a loss-making business, and the doctor was not omnipotent. She had broken her legs for so long, how could it be cured in an instant?

"Aheng." She spoke, but didn't know what to say.

Feng Yuheng looked at the old lady with a smile, and did not mention Xuan Tianming anymore. He started chatting with her: "I haven't been able to look at my grandmother's waist these days. Did the medicine sent by Qingshuang have been using it all the time?"

The old lady said with a bitter face: "It's use, it's use, it's okay to see it. Look, you can go out now." She was anxious to ask the Ninth Prince about the matter. Before Feng Yuheng could speak, she quickly asked: "Aheng, is the leg of Your Highness Ninth... really not cured?"

The old lady asked a question, and everyone was nervous, even the same was true for Wangchuan Huangquan.

Feng Yuheng looked at everyone and shook his head helplessly, "It's really hard to stop it for too long."

"No hope at all?"

"The granddaughter is incompetent."

"You are incompetent!" Feng Fandai shouted, pointing directly at Feng Yuheng and said, "If you don't have that ability, don't show off. If you delay Your Highness Ninth's legs, can you afford it?"

Feng Yuheng was not interested in calculating a child, but the girl was resolutely resigned and she was really upset, and she couldn't help but glared coldly - "I heard that you went to the Imperial Palace to invite Mrs. Zhou to catch the adulterer? I really have to worry about me. When a teaching nanny comes to Feng's house tomorrow, my sister will remind her to teach her well."

The old lady was also so angry that she was so angry that she shouted to the servants: "Take her to the Buddhist temple and kneel down, and you are not allowed to eat today!"

At the old lady's instructions, two servants immediately stepped forward, grabbed Fandai and dragged it outward.

Fandai shouted: "Let me go! You let me go! Grandma, Fandai should not kneel on the Buddhist temple! Grandma!"

Unfortunately, no one would hear her screams. The old lady was just concerned about explaining to Feng Yuheng: "It was Fandai who ran to the Royal Palace by herself, and my grandmother didn't know about this in advance."

Feng Yuheng comforted her and said, "Don't worry, grandmother, Ah Heng understands it."

"Oh, just be sure you understand." The old lady breathed a little relieved and wanted to ask a few questions about the ninth prince. It was obvious that Feng Yuheng really didn't mean to say more, so she had to give up. "After busy these days, you are tired, so take a break, grandma will go back first."

"Okay." She nodded and then ordered Wangchuan to "send grandmother."

"No need." The old lady waved her hand, "all rest."

After saying that, he signaled the servant who was carrying the chair, and the group rushed to the small door of Liuyuan and opened.

Chen Yu also followed behind him, lowering his head and wondering what he was thinking, but he didn't know that Feng Yuheng behind him was looking at them and sneering.

After passing the moon gate in Liuyuan, Chen Yu and the old lady quit their leave, changed direction and headed for their own yard first.

Yilin saw that she was in a bad mood and couldn't help but ask: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Yu frowned and thought for a while before he instructed Yilin: "Go and notify his third uncle and ask him to find an experienced nanny from outside to prepare. After I ask Feng Yuheng to treat it, I will check it for me again."

"Does the lady not believe in the second lady's medical skills?" Yilin saw it and said, "But if I find the nanny again, will this matter be spread?"

"No." Chen Yu's face was gloomy, "My uncle has his own way to keep her secret forever, you can do it."

After the incident of the Ninth Prince, Chen Yutou once became suspicious of Feng Yuheng's medical skills. She once thought that Feng Yuheng's medical skills were omnipotent, but only today did she know that there were times when she was beyond her ability. So, is she sure that she would succeed in what she promised herself?

While Chen Yu was worried, the old lady who went to Shuyayuan was also worried. Her face had never been cleared along the way. Madam Zhao couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Old lady, what's wrong with you? The matters on the second lady have been clarified. What else do you have to worry about?"

"Oh." The old lady sighed again, "I'm not worried about that. Have you ever seen Mrs. Zhou's face when she left? Her Highness Jiu's legs were not cured, and she was obviously unhappy."

"But Your Highness Ninth's legs have been broken for so long, so it's reasonable that it can't be cured!"

"We say it's reasonable, but the Tian family doesn't think so." The old lady analyzed by herself: "In the past, I thought about why the emperor was so good to Ah Heng. Even the Yao family's affairs were gradually relieved. Now I figured it out, I'm afraid that they would hurt Your Highness Ninth's leg. The emperor thought that Ah Heng was skillful in our family and hoped that she could cure Your Highness Ninth's leg, which hurt her a little. But now...ah!" She sighed again, "I'm afraid that Ah Heng's good life will come to an end."

Madam Zhao shuddered: "No way?"

"Why can't it?" The old lady felt that her analysis was very reasonable. "The emperor has always been pampering His Highness Ninth. Although there were rumors before that His Highness Ninth's descendants might be hopeless, but after the past few months, looking at the emperor's intentions, it doesn't seem like he is completely desperate. If Ah Heng could cure His Highness Ninth's leg, maybe his position would be his. The matter of the descendants was probably a rumor. But now that the leg cannot be cured, I am afraid that the emperor's heart will really be cold."

After hearing the old lady's words, Madam Zhao also felt cold all over her body. If it was really as the old lady thought, I was afraid that the Feng Mansion would also have another storm.

"Old lady," she asked tremblingly, "Should we make some plans in advance?"

The old lady thought for a while and said, "No hurry, let's talk about it when Ah Heng comes back into the palace tomorrow."

There is a large Buddhist temple in Feng Mansion, built on the back of the Jinyu Courtyard, which was built by Shen at that time.

In fact, she hadn't entered the Buddhist temple several times after it was built. But she saw that there was this in other people's houses, so she also built one as standard.

Speaking of which, only the old ladies often manage Buddhism. In any courtyard in which the old ladies live, they are willing to leave a house in their own yard to make a small Buddhist temple. She would never go to the one built by Shen. Especially after Shen passed away, no one had used the Buddhist temple again. Later, the servants stopped going in to clean it. After a while, they said that it was the Buddhist temple in the large mansion, but it was almost the same as the dilapidated temple full of dusty huts outside the city.

The old lady punished Fandai to kneel on the Buddhist temple, so the people naturally could not send it to Shuya Garden's small Buddhist temple. After thinking about it, they could only send it to the Jinyu Garden. When Fandai saw that the direction of the Jinyu Garden was in the Jinyu Garden, she immediately started crying and refused to go over no matter what.

But with a lot of manpower, how could she, a 10-year-old girl, be able to earn more than adults? She was dragged to the side by someone.

When they arrived, there was a man standing with his hands behind his back at the gate of Jinyuyuan, facing inward, and his body was lonely.

Fan Dai's eyebrows moved, and immediately recognized the man, shouting: "Cousin! Cousin Shen Qing!"

The person at the door was Shen Qing. When he heard someone calling him, he quickly turned around and saw Fandai being dragged by his servants like this. He was shocked - "What's wrong with Miss Four? Why do you servants treat the lady in the house like this?"

Although the two servants were polite to Shen Qing, they did not respect much. They only answered his question in a programmatic manner: "I will take the fourth lady to the Buddhist temple on the order of the old lady."

"Cousin! It's all Feng Yuheng who killed me!" Fan Dai saw that these two servants had not stopped even if they answered Shen Qing's question. Seeing that she was about to be dragged into the yard, she quickly said loudly: "Feng Yuheng not only harmed me, but also harmed my elder sister! The elder sister is not having a good life in the mansion now, cousin! You must help the elder sister!"

The shouts were getting farther and farther away. After the two servants dragged Fan Dai into the yard, they had already bypassed the corridor in just a few steps and disappeared.

Before Shen Qing could even ask a few more questions, she wanted to chase after him, but she felt that it was inconsistent with her identity, but Fandai's words made him feel worried.

He saw what kind of life Chen Yu lived in Feng Mansion with his own eyes. Now that a four-girl can be treated like this by his servants, how much suffering did Chen Yu’s cousin suffer? From being demoted from a legitimate daughter to a concubine, can a person like her bear the sorrow of this?

Shen Qing thought about it and decided to go to Shuyayuan in person. Now that my aunt is gone, my cousin is no longer there. Chen Yu is alone. If he, the cousin, doesn't he stand out, will Chen Yu be bullied to death?

Thinking of this, Shen Qing did not hesitate anymore and walked towards Shuyayuan with big strides.

At that time, the old lady was sitting in the hall and worried about a bowl of bird's nest. This thing was her favorite supplement, but today she couldn't eat it at all. She always had a lump in her heart and could not untie it no matter what.

A little girl came to report that it was the Shen family's cousin who had arrived. Before the old lady could react, she had to remind Madam Zhao again: "It was the master who ordered the Shen family to take care of her too much."

The old lady then understood, but frowned and asked, "What is he doing here? Didn't he just study?"

Madam Zhao said, "People are outside, so why not call them in and ask."

The old lady nodded, "Then let him in."

Only then was Shen Qing agreed to come into the house.

The old lady has never had a good expression to the Shen family. Although Shen Qing and Feng Jinyuan were closer, his surname was Shen after all, and he always looked at him.

Shen Qing knew the etiquette very well, gave a big gift to the old lady, asked her again, and then stood up again, saying, "Shen Qing has not greeted the old lady for many days, and asks the old lady to forgive her guilt."

The old lady waved her hand, "You don't have to come to pay my respects all day long. It's the Feng family's children who wake up in the morning and evening, and it has nothing to do with your Shen family."

Shen Qing showed a little embarrassment on his face. He had heard more or less about the grudges between the Shen family and the Feng family, but he didn't expect that the old lady was reluctant to do even the superficial work. Did she hate the Shen family to such an extent?

"I wonder what happened to the young master of the Shen family here?" Seeing that the old lady didn't like to speak, Madam Zhao had to take on the responsibility of asking for advice.

Shen Qing calmed down and took a few deep breaths. As if he had made up his mind, he lifted his robe and knelt on the ground, and shouted: "Shen Qing is here to propose marriage today, and ask for the eldest daughter of the Feng family Feng Chenyu! Please help the old lady!"
Chapter completed!