As the class walked, "There was someone outside the door", the door was pushed open openly by someone from outside. The class walked away with a flash of figure in the white clothes and rushed over, stretched out his hand and headed straight into the man's throat, but heard the man say calmly: "Don't be nervous, it's me."

Ban Zuo almost touched the skin of the person who came, but suddenly stopped, then looked at the person who came and said in a daze: "Seventh...the seventh prince."

The person who came was Xuan Tianhua, wearing white clothes. Even on such a night, he was still wearing white clothes, as if he had never changed.

He gently stretched out his arm down, and then said, "I heard that Feng Jinyuan and Yao were missing, and I was always thinking about it. I thought of going to the princess's mansion to see her, but I found that she was not here." As he said, he rushed to Feng Yuheng.

At this time, Feng Yuheng was still holding the paper and standing there, his little face turned pale, his face full of unwillingness and grievances.

Xuan Tianhua walked up to her and tried hard to break the paper out of her hand. In a blink of an eye, the girl's fingernails tied up and clenched the palm of her palm again. Blood oozed out, making him feel so distressed. "Let go, obedient." Xuan Tianhua persuaded lightly, covering his hands with his fingertips, trying to open the gap of her injury with his fingertips. Who would have thought that it would be successful in one go. The two of them alternated their palms. Feng Yuheng's four nails no longer tucked the flesh in his palm, but they pressed Xuan Tianhua's hand. He pierced his palms in one go, and the blood flowed out. Xuan Tianhua breathed a sigh of relief.

It is better to hurt him than to hurt herself. He rubbed Feng Yuheng's head with his other hand, "I know you can't let go, but now it's useless if you can't let go. Family affection is like a rope, two people pull it, and you pull it hard no matter how hard you try, but the other one has already let go. No matter how hard you try, the empty rope is taken back, and the person on the opposite side has long abandoned you. Hengheng, Brother Qi said this, but this is reality. You must cheer up and face it, otherwise, again and again, no matter how powerful a person is, one day, will be defeated."

Feng Yuheng didn't say anything. She heard Xuan Tianhua's words, but she couldn't come back for a while, but the four fingers that held his palms were retracted. She always loved to keep longer nails. When the nails were pulled out of the flesh, Xuan Tianhua's eyebrows moved slightly. Feng Yuheng noticed that, then looked down and finally found that it was not only her palm that was hurt by her, but also Xuan Tianhua's.

"Brother Seven." She frowned, subconsciously reaching out to her sleeve, trying to get some potion from the space to apply it to him, but was stopped by Xuan Tianhua. She shook her head gently and said, "It's not a problem."

The chair walked out of the house to guard him. He took Feng Yuheng's hand and walked to the bed where Yao had slept, until he pressed her on the bed and faced Feng Yuheng's surprised gaze. Then he said to her: "Touch your hand and touch the bed where your mother slept. Whether there is still no warmth or not, it is always where she has lived and her smell."

Feng Yuheng didn't understand why, but he still obediently reached out to touch it. Under this touch, memories in his mind surged. But strangely, those that came over were not the memories of Yao, nor were they left by the original owner, but from her previous life, Feng Yuheng from the 21st century, from her childhood. At that time, my mother was still there, wearing a long dress, vertical shawl long hair, and a faint gentle smile. She always held her little face in her palm and called my daughter and my daughter over and over again. Even when my mother was pregnant with her younger brother, she would still tell her that she would not forget the big baby if she had a baby. You are all mother's babies.

Feng Yuheng suddenly realized that she had no feelings for Yao himself. All feelings came from the mother of the previous life. Because of Yao's face, she unconsciously immersed her mother in the previous life, instead of simply treating Yao as the mother of the original owner. After all, it was her failure to get out of this vicious circle so far. So what about a face? Even Yao realized that looking at people cannot just look at the face. Yao saw into her soul and saw that under this empty skin was not the original Feng Yuheng, and she pulled back in time, no longer nostalgic or depended on her. But she couldn't get out. It was not until now that she woke up that she realized that she was actually not as clear as Yao, unable to throw it down the surface, and could not see it in her heart. After all, this game was confused.

"Brother Seven." She suddenly looked up, "Thank you."

Xuan Tianhua actually didn't understand what she was thanking. He just told her: "You still have the chance to sit on your mother's bed and caress the place where she slept, but I don't even have this opportunity. Compared to Brother Qi, Hengheng is very lucky. But you also have to remember that fate in this world is determined by whom, who meets whom, and how long can you get along with? The deep and shallow fate is enough for you to go to, and the fate between God and Mother is so shallow that I can't even remember her. Your fate with Mrs. Yao is enough for you to go to today, which is already a gift from God. Brother Qi said that keeping it in his heart, you can have regrets, but don't be sad, and don't be resentful. Looking back and looking forward is the way you will take in the future."

After he said that, he reached out to Feng Yuheng. The person sitting by the bed also reached out to him and finally smiled at each other. He heard Feng Yuheng say, "I understand. I don't miss you or resent you. In fact, I should thank God for letting me take advantage of these two wonderful years after I had lost it for many years. I shouldn't be persistent, I should be grateful."

When she said these words, she was no longer as resentful as she had when she was once separated from Yao, but was full of laughter and relieved.

Xuan Tianhua then breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's go, I'll take you back home, have a good sleep, and don't think about anything. Those who love to tossing will let them go. One day Ming'er will take them away, you don't need to worry."

Feng Yuheng nodded, followed Xuan Tianhua and took the squad, and left the Yao family courtyard in a flash. As soon as he arrived on the street, snow began to float in the sky. I don’t know whether it was to pay tribute to her completely cut off family affection, or to cheer and pave the way for her future. Feng Yuheng looked up to welcome the snow, and the snowflakes fell on her long eyelashes, which were crystal clear and beautiful.

Xuan Tianhua actually didn't understand what the last thing she said in the room meant, what did it mean to lose and become biased again? But he didn't want to make some things too clear. He saw that the world was always different from others. In his opinion, the things in the world were both real and real. If he could understand them all, he would lose the true nature of the world and the colorful life brought by all kinds of people under the magnificent mountains and rivers.

The next day, Feng Yuheng slept until noon, but she didn't know that on this morning, the news that Yao went to Nanjie to assist Fu Ya in supporting the Eighth Prince, and Feng Jinyuan also followed him had already reached Feng Fandai's ears.

The words were said by Feng Zhaolian. The crazy man said that the royal family went out of the city to hunt a few days ago. Feng Yuheng didn't take him, so he took Wu Lisheng into the mountain in another direction. The hunting was not done, and almost let the prey beat him. Fortunately, he was protected by Jingwei and did not get any injuries. But he was having a good time. Whether it was Feng Zhaolian who grew up in Qianzhou or Wu Lisheng who grew up in the northern border, the cold winter in Dashun Capital was nothing at all. The two of them didn't even wear thick winter clothes, so they dressed up in the mountains in a short dress, and they played happily for several days before they were willing to come back.

Of course, no one knows Feng Zhaolian's whereabouts, but they cannot hide it from Feng Yuheng's side. Wangchuan received news early in the morning that Feng Zhaolian was going back to the city, so she went out of the city to meet people and said this to Feng Yuheng's plan. Feng Zhaolian immediately nodded and said, "Understand!"

At this moment, she was already sitting in the hall of Feng Mansion. Wu Lisheng spoke and reported to Feng Fandai about the losses caused by Feng Fandai's destruction last night.

Wu Lisheng carefully calculated the accounts with Fan Dai: "The door of our Lian Mansion was changed after buying the mansion. Because my husband said that a mansion is expensive or cheap, the door is very important, and we don't lack silver, so the door must be used for good things. Even if gold and jade are not used, sandalwood must be used. Therefore, the door that Miss Feng and a group of servants beat hard last night was carved from pure red sandalwood. After you kicked it like you, the surface of the red sandalwood has been damaged. We just checked it, but fortunately the damage is not too serious, so you don't need to replace the entire door, just need to repair it carefully. But the repair cost is required for Miss Feng, which requires a total of 350 taels. Miss Feng will prepare it in the next two days."

When Feng Fandai received the two of them, the housekeeper He Zhong was also present, and a little maid was just bringing tea in. When he heard that the other party offered 350 taels, He Zhong shivered, and the little maid who served the tea almost threw away the tea. He Zhong quickly stepped forward to help serve the tea, and then drove the girl out. He was sweating and secretly sighed that it was really worse than the day! Thinking about the Feng family's prosperity, what was this money? Unfortunately, it was not today. Today's Feng Mansion, let alone 350 taels, it would be hard to take out 35 taels! Fortunately, the other party was settled with Feng Fandai, and it would not be too embarrassing.

Fan Dai does not care about this money. If she doesn't give it to the Feng family, she doesn't want to give it to the Feng family, but she doesn't lack money. In this regard, the fifth prince is very accustomed to her, and basically gives her as much as she wants. Anyway, the prince of the other country is not short of money.

So, she did not compete with Wu Lisheng, but just waved her hands casually and said, "I will give you the money back. Today I just want to ask one thing clearly, is Feng Jinyuan in your mansion?"

Feng Zhaolian looked at her with a stunning look and asked in confusion: "Why is your father in my house? Oh yes, he had been in trouble before as a servant, but later he was discovered and drove him out. Why did Miss Feng come to me to ask for someone again?"

Wu Lisheng also said: "The Feng family master is not respectful and is entangled with my husband all day long. If he continues like that, I will report to the official. The couple have been traveling in the mountains for several days. If the Feng family master disappeared during this period, then Miss Feng should report to the official, not entangled with us."

After she finished speaking, before Feng Yuheng could speak, Feng Zhaolian suddenly said in a dark voice: "It's not a fault for Miss Feng's family. After all, what Feng Jinyuan did was too shocking. Miss Feng Si was young, how could she think of it..."
Chapter completed!