Feng Jinyuan was also very unhappy about King Ding'an's misconduct, so he stood up and reminded him: "Please be careful."

King Ding'an quickly took a few steps back and looked at Feng Yuheng and said, "Miss Feng Er, please stay. I really have something to ask for, so I would like to ask Miss Feng Er to help."

"I am a little folk girl, what can I help the prince?"

"This..." King Ding'an was a little embarrassed. Qingle's story was really ugly. Besides, Feng Yuheng was still a victim. Even King Ding'an felt a little unreasonable. But after all, he was his daughter. Even if he was angry, he had to find a way out for his daughter. "Please ask Miss Feng Er to say a few words in front of King Chun's Hall, and let Your Highness report to the emperor... don't report to the emperor." King Ding'an felt that his old face would be thrown away by Qingle.

But Feng Yuheng was still asking: "What happened on that day? What happened on that day?"

King Ding'an was a little frustrated, "It was the day of the princess' birthday party... in the back hall."

"Oh, it's what everyone saw when Princess Qingle and a man bathed together."

Feng Yuheng said something, King Ding'an almost turned over and said to himself that you just know it in your heart. Is it necessary to say so clearly?

"Aheng really doesn't understand what the prince is thinking." Feng Yuheng turned coldly and turned to Feng Jinyuan and said, "I think my father has also inquired about that day. At that time, Princess Qingle said in front of everyone that she would not marry the man who bathed with her. She wanted to marry her daughter's fiancé, His Highness, His Royal Highness. Today, Prince Ding'an came to the mansion in person and asked her daughter to plead with her. Is this force her to give up the position of Prince Yu's Royal Concubine?"

"No, no!" King Ding'an quickly expressed his opinion without waiting for Feng Jinyuan to speak, "Don't worry, Miss Second, I will strictly discipline Qingle, and will never involve the marriage between Miss Second and King Yu."

"Is that?" Feng Yuheng looked at Prince Ding'an in wonder, "Prince, are you sure you can be the lord of Princess Qingle? Then why did the prince kneel up to the emperor at the instigation of Princess Qingle to ask for marriage? The girl knows that you are the prince, so naturally the small mansion in our small mansion cannot be compared with the prince's mansion, so my father endured it. Now Princess Qingle is still yelling to marry Princess Royal, father--" She said to Feng Jinyuan: "You are the prime minister of the day! Why should you be bullied like this?"

She passed on her bullying to Feng Jinyuan, and Feng Jinyuan felt that she was so damning that the Ding'an Mansion was too much, so she couldn't help but question King Ding'an: "Why is the prince making things difficult for my Feng family everywhere?"

King Ding'an was hard to tell, and he kept pressing his heart and holding back his anger and rushed upwards. He was angry and pointed directly at Feng Jinyuan - "Don't be ungrateful! I am the King Ding'an. You, the prime minister, are also under my rank. What qualifications are there to show off your power in front of me?"

Feng Jinyuan laughed, "Prince, if you remember correctly, it was the prince who came to the door on his own initiative. And don't forget, this is my Feng Mansion! You are the one who shows off your power!"

"You..." King Ding'an was so angry that he stamped his feet, "Okay! OK! Feng Jinyuan, don't be too proud. I came to the mansion today to give you face. Don't think that I dare not come to the emperor to sue you for your imperial lawsuit!"

"Then please, the prince! I think the Seventh Prince has already explained Princess Qingle's happy event with the emperor. The emperor is also waiting to see you and give him a marriage to Princess Qingle."

Feng Yuheng also laughed, "Why are the prince so angry? Your mansion is about to have a happy event, so you should be happy."

King Ding'an was so angry that he was angrily angrily by the father and daughter, but before he could even further attack, the servant outside the door rang out, saying, "Master! The guards from the Prince Ding'an Mansion are asking for a visit."

"Huh?" King Ding'an was stunned and drank casually: "What's the matter?"

The servant pushed the door and followed the guards of the Ding'an Palace. The guard didn't look at Feng Jinyuan and said to King Ding'an with an anxious look: "Your Majesty is not good, please go back to the mansion and take a look! Our palace was burned by the ninth prince again!"

"What?" King Ding'an was shocked, and Feng Jinyuan was also shocked, but Feng Yuheng couldn't help but burst out laughing. King Ding'an was so angry that he glared at Feng Yuheng and said, "Why are you laughing at?"

Feng Yuheng replied to him with big eyes for no reason: "Prince, I smile at my own house. What are you angry about?"

Feng Jinyuan didn't want to watch the two of them quarrel again, so he simply issued an order to expel guests: "What happened to the royal family? Why is the prince still in the mood to bicker with his real daughter? She is only twelve years old!" You are so old that you quarrel with a twelve-year-old girl, and you don't feel so sad.

King Ding'an also reacted, shook his sleeves and left in a hurry.

The servant from Songyuan followed the two out of the mansion, and finally the father and daughter were left in the study.

Feng Jinyuan looked at his second daughter and couldn't help but ask: "You can know in advance about the burning of Ding'an's Mansion with His Royal Highness?"

Feng Yuheng shook his head honestly, "I really don't know."

Feng Jinyuan smiled helplessly, "I think your highness is venting his anger for you."

"It's also a vent for the Feng family." Feng Yuheng looked at Feng Jinyuan and said, "On the birthday party of Ding'an Prince's Mansion, it was not only Aheng who suffered grievances. Both the eldest sister and the third sister suffered great grievances. Not to mention that the eldest sister's brilliant piano skills were played to a group of slaves, just say that the third sister, although she was a concubine, she was sprinkled with tea by the servant for no reason. What's wrong with that?"

Feng Jinyuan nodded, "For my father, I know that you are all angry. Isn't you giving up a good face for King An today? You must understand that doing this for my father will also be under great pressure."

Feng Yuheng appreciated this, and she was very satisfied with Feng Jinyuan's attitude today. So she gave him a smile: "Don't worry, father, if King Ding'an really wants to attack the emperor, Ah Heng will definitely ask His Royal Highness to help the family. But I think that King Ding'an doesn't have time to argue with us, and he doesn't know what his family has been burned."

Feng Jinyuan sighed: "The ninth prince has had this temper since he was a child. I hope he can treat you differently in the future. Remember not to anger him. That person is moody. Who knows if he treats you so well today and will he suddenly turn aside the next day."

"Thank you, my daughter, I have all remembered it." Feng Yuheng said this very sincerely. Since he returned to the palace, Feng Jinyuan finally looked like a father. "Oh, by the way." She suddenly remembered something again, reached out and took out a purse and handed it to Feng Jinyuan: "This was given to His Highness Chun at that birthday party that day. If His Highness Chun didn't ask for it, he asked his daughter to bring it back to his father, and he also said that he would not bother with his eldest sister about this matter, but if there was another next time, I would like to ask His Highness Chun to talk to His Highness Chun himself."

Feng Jinyuan was very angry at the purse. Chen Yu was not good at Nu Hong. The purse needle horn was awkward, and it was obvious that it was from her hands. But he had clearly warned Chen Yu not to interact with the man without authorization before the Feng family made his position. Why didn’t Chen Yu listen to his advice?

He reached out to take the purse and waved at Feng Yuheng: "You go back!" He felt a little confused. He had known that His Highness Chun looked like he rarely had a woman to resist, but he never expected that Shenyu, who knew his future path, would also be moved by that person?

When Feng Yuheng returned to Tongshengxuan, Huang Quan happened to have just returned from Pudu Temple. She went to deliver medicine to Manxi, and also brought back the news that Manxi sent: "Miss, Manxi said that the Shen family had been to Pudu Temple two days ago, but the aunt in the temple did not let them meet. However, at night, Shen did not keep Manxi watch. Manxi secretly went to Shen's room at night and saw the candlelight in the room burning for half a night."

Feng Yuheng sneered, how could the Shen family watch Shen suffer in the temple? They always have to find a way to catch people out. They just don’t know what method they will use, and whether this method will be at the expense of other people.

At this time, in Han's yard, Feng Fandai, whose arms were gradually improving, was no longer nestled on the bed. The doctor hung a white cotton tape around her neck, and she used the tape to hold her arms and circled around the room one by one.

The servant in the room had long been sent away, and only she and Han were left.

Han sat on the chair, looking at Fang Dai who was getting more and more anxious, and was a little afraid of her.

Last time, Wangchuan sent his shoes to Fandai and said bluntly that the shoes were exchanged for the 50,000 taels of silver that originally added makeup to her. Fandai was already crazy. After Wangchuan left, she simply started to fight with her. After all, she was a mother. She was worried about Fandai's injuries and did not dare to push or touch them. After being beaten several times, her forehead was broken and her face was swollen. Han was really worried that Fandai would attack again.

But this time, Fandai seemed to have a new idea. She walked around the house for a few times and stopped, then watched Han think about it constantly.

Han wanted to ask her what she was thinking. Fan Dai took the initiative to speak, but said, "Auntie, while Shen is no longer in the mansion, should you hurry up and give birth to a son for your father?"

Han's heart moved, but immediately sighed: "Since Jin Zhen, how many days has your father not been to this yard?"

"It's up to people, and as long as you think, there will always be a way."

Feng Fandai racked her brains to make Han pregnant, but on the other hand, Feng Jinyuan broke the habit of going to Ruyiyuan for the first time. When she was in bed, she actually walked towards Tongshengxuan.

He remembered what the old lady said a few days ago. Yao was also his woman. She could not keep her as a mistress, but she could not always leave the person aside and not care for her.

Feng Jinyuan felt that his performance in front of King Ding'an today had more or less left a good impression on Feng Yuheng. He took this opportunity to give Yao another sweet date, and perhaps his relationship with this daughter could be more relaxed.

Furthermore, the ninth prince was willful when he was a child, but now he has grown up, and it is a bit unreasonable to burn the royal palace for no reason. After thinking about it, there is only one possibility - the emperor's instruction. Only when the emperor nods, the ninth prince can burn it unscrupulously. He has to think about sending someone to inquire about what the Ding'an palace has been burned to.

At this time, Tongshengxuan, Feng Yuheng and Feng Zirui were not asleep, but Yao was ready to rest. Just after finishing the washing, Madam Sun came in outside and said to her in a hurry: "Madam, the master is here."

"What?" Yao was startled and asked subconsciously: "What are he doing?"

Madam Sun turned her head and looked at the sky that was already dark outside, and guessed: "Would you like to rest here tonight?"

Yao was not very good, and a feeling of disgust surged in her heart. She was the one who gave birth to Feng Jinyuan, but so many things happened in the middle that the man actually came over to sleep with her. No matter how he thought about it, he felt awkward.

"Let Qingling notify the second lady." Yao ordered with a cold face, and grabbed the shirt that had already taken off and put it on again.

At this time, Feng Jinyuan's voice was already heard outside the door - "Qianrou, have you rested?"
Chapter completed!