Feng Yuheng was called to Shuyayuan before she returned home. When she arrived, she heard the old lady say to everyone who arrived first: "From today, I will be able to practice Buddhism in the Buddhist temple in the morning and night to pray for Jinyuan. You will wake up in the morning and evening and move to before lunch."

Everyone said in unison: "Yes."

Chen Yu said: "It is better to recite scriptures at least once a day in every yard. There are many snowy mountains in the north. My father's safety is the most important thing. We can't help anything else, but this is always enough."

The old lady agreed with this and nodded repeatedly, "Shenyu is right." As she said that, she finally cast a gaze of praise at Shenyu, which made Shenyu slightly moved.

Seeing Feng Yuheng coming late, the old lady didn't say anything. But after giving the ceremony, Feng Fandai said, "Miss Second Miss is still a girl who is not married. Just go there with the man with courage tomorrow. Are you not afraid of being gossiped about?"

Feng Yuheng looked at her with a blank expression on her face and a cold look of time - "Not afraid. Because no one dares."

Fan Dai shivered out of thin air, feeling that Feng Yuheng's gaze seemed to be able to see through people. This reminded her of the person she met at the door of Baicaotang today. In fact, she didn't even know the name of that person, but she remembered how she had made a deal with it, and how she hid in the corner, watching Feng Yuheng resurrect a dead man and relieve the crisis in Baicaotang.

Today she wanted to send someone to follow her, and even thought about getting rid of the person without stopping. But it didn't work. Huang Quan went to send him away. She didn't think that the maid and the old lady around her had the ability to avoid Huang Quan's eyes.

When Fan Dai thought of this, her mood couldn't help but feel a little dry. Feng Yuheng picked up the moment when her mood was most ups and downs and said: "It snowed so heavily a few days ago. I don't know if the several villages in our village were affected by the disaster. My fourth sister has lived in the village. What do you think is the situation there?"

Fandai's hand trembled while holding the veil, and the handkerchief fell to the ground. The maid bent over to pick it up. She thought for a while and said, "It's winter, I don't plant crops, and even if I get a disaster, I won't lose much."

"That's right, there are only a few servants guarding each other. The servant's lives have never been valuable in the eyes of the fourth sister." She stared at Feng Fandai, as if chatting about family matters casually, "The fourth sister lived well in the village?"

Fandai was so upset, scared and angry that she muttered: "Of course, it's not as good as you are at home."

Feng Yuheng shook his head, "It's not very satisfying, because there are always people thinking about it outside." She said, and suddenly laughed, "The fourth sister will be eleven years old after the New Year, and in another year and a half, we will reach the age of discussing marriage. Now there is no mistress in our mansion. As a legitimate sister, I have to think about my sister more. Don't worry, the second sister will remember to tell you a good marriage."

As soon as she said this, Fan Dai and Han were shocked at the same time, and suddenly remembered that as the legitimate daughter and the future Prince of the Imperial Prince, Feng Yuheng had the right to control the marriage of other concubines without his mistress in the mansion.

The two looked at each other, and Han saw anxiety and warning in Fandai's eyes. He covered his stomach with one hand without a trace, but he could only silently pray in his heart that it would be more prosperous and that she would conceive a male baby in one fell swoop.

"For this reason, I'll thank you for your second sister." Fandai said unwillingly, but couldn't help but add: "It's impossible that there will never be a mistress in the mansion."

Feng Yuheng nodded, "So I have to hurry up and decide the marriage of the fourth sister before the mistress enters the mansion."

"you……"

"Stop it all!" The old lady slapped the table suddenly and stared at Feng Fandai: "As a sister, you don't respect your sister. If you say something, you will be uneducated!"

"But the second sister..."

"I'll let you stop!" The old lady was so angry that she wanted to fight again. Unfortunately, her waist was not yet sharp and her arms were weak. She had not had the best angle after taking turns several times, so she was so tired that she was very tired.

Feng Yuheng quickly stood up and said, "Grandma, don't be angry. The fourth sister is still young, so she's all childish."

When the old lady saw Feng Yuheng coming to pinch her waist, she felt a little more psychological comfort, "You are the most sensible. None of you sisters can make me worry-free."

Chen Yu and Xiangrong stood up very consciously and bowed to the old lady, "The granddaughter will definitely study hard with the second sister (second sister). Please be content with grandmother."

Fandai followed him stubbornly, but he couldn't say anything.

The old lady looked angry and waved her hand: "It's gone, it's all gone!"

Everyone stood up and left. Feng Yuheng stayed and handed the several plasters that had been sorted out in the medicine room from Wangchuan to Mama Zhao, "This is what my grandmother wants to use these days. It is winter now, so you must not be careless about this waist disease. The plaster is not afraid of wasting it, and you must stick it on time every day."

The old lady nodded happily, "Since I came back from beating Ah Heng, my waist is getting better and better every day."

She had no intention of staying in Shuya Garden for a long time. Although the old lady still wanted to continue talking, Feng Yuheng first threw out the sentence "The granddaughter still has to go back and prepare to recite scriptures for her father" and successfully took off her body.

Once he returned to Tongshengxuan, he immediately told Wangchuan: "From tomorrow, the county lord's mansion will be closed to the door and thank guests for seven days. Whether it is outside or from the Feng Mansion, all people are not allowed to enter and exit."

Wangchuan didn't ask why, and said directly: "I will continue to give orders, please rest assured, Miss."

Feng Yuheng didn't say anything more and plunged into the medicine room.

That night, the old lady recited the Buddha's manager in the Buddhist temple in Shuya Garden. Because of the inconvenience of waist disease, she simply moved a chair and sat opposite the Buddha's niche and chanted over and over again.

After turning the jade beads in his hand for fifteen times, the muttering suddenly stopped and turned to ask Mama Zhao: "Why do I always listen to the sounds outside?"

Mama Zhao said helplessly: "It was Miss Four and Aunt Han who were listening to the opera, and she invited the opera troupe to sing on the stage of the Meiyuan Watching Festival."

"What?" the old lady was shocked, "Listen to the opera? Why are they so presumptuous?"

Madam Zhao sighed softly, "It is said that Aunt An sent someone to persuade her, but she was scolded. The fourth lady said that the master was on a business trip, not to die. The mansion was so lifeless that it was unlucky."

The old lady was stunned, thought for a while, and nodded, "Although the words are not good, the truth is this. Jinyuan is running around outside, so we can't make a taboo. But..." She thought about it again and said, "Is it fifteen tomorrow?"

Madam Zhao replied: "Yes."

"I notify all the hospitals that they will eat vegetarian food in the first and fifteenth day of the first lunar month until Jinyuan returns."

Watching the opera in Meiyuan not only made the old lady feel upset, but also made Jin Zhen, who sang in Ruyiyuan, feels irritable.

At this time, she was leaning against the gate of the yard, looking out as usual. In the past, she would stand here and wait for Feng Jinyuan. When Feng Jinyuan came, she would always say, "What are you doing here when you stand in a cold day?" She would act coquettishly and answer, "I won't be cold when the master comes." But yesterday she didn't wait for Feng Jinyuan, and today it was even more impossible.

Man Xi advised her helplessly: "The master is a man, and he didn't leave you alone. Don't everyone wait? Don't you do this, be careful to freeze your body."

Jin Zhen sighed lightly, and suddenly felt that Feng Jinyuan was no longer in this mansion. She was completely empty. Although she was anxious and angry when Feng Yuheng was rumored to have disappeared and died, she was not as good as she is now. After all, Feng Jinyuan is her man and the foundation for her survival. In fact, she hoped that the father and daughter could reconcile. Feng Yuheng was too smart and very lucky. What if one day Feng Jinyuan was defeated by the other party, what should she do?

"Manxi." She spoke subconsciously, trying to ask Manxi what she thought about the relationship between Feng Yuheng and Feng Jinyuan, the father and daughter. But when she said that, she still felt that it would be bad for such words to reach Feng Yuheng's ears, so she hurriedly turned it into: "Please help me get a cloak, let's go to Guanmei Garden to have a look."

The location of the Plum Garden is the center of Feng Mansion. It is a small garden full of wintersweets. There is a stage in the middle. The Feng family usually comes here when they listen to operas.

When Jin Zhen and Man Xi stepped into the plum blossom garden, their movements were lighter and they quietly walked to the stage until they stood down ten steps away from Han's family and found a plum tree to hide.

Man Xi didn't understand, "If you want to listen to the play, go there openly. Since Aunt Han put the stage in Guanmei Garden, it is clear that everyone in the mansion can come and listen."

Jin Zhen shook her head after hearing this, "Han hates me for not being in a hurry, how could he invite me to listen to the opera together? I'll come and take a look, and then leave in a while."

At this time, Han and Fan Dai were sitting opposite the stage, drinking tea and eating melon seeds, looking at the pair of young actors on the stage with a smile. Jin Zhen glanced at the young actor and felt very handsome. Even after seeing her, her heart was trembling a few times. Looking at Han again, her eyes were almost falling on her body.

Jin Zhen is a slave raised by the Feng family, and she doesn't know much about these wives and concubines. Han was originally carried out from Fengyue Alley. How could people in that kind of place live a quiet and peaceful life? In the past, Feng Jinyuan was in the mansion, but she didn't dare to act rashly. Now that Feng Jinyuan has left the capital, Han immediately couldn't help but recruit the troupe to the mansion that day.

"I'm so shameless." Jin Zhen was so angry that she was itchy. "Isn't it just that the master was resting in her room for a night, and he thought he was favored again?"

Man Xi was so anxious that she wanted to cover her mouth and said straight: "You whisper softly, it's over if you're heard."

"I know." Jin Zhen looked at the stage again, and saw that the young actor didn't know where he sang, but he actually flew down and threw it directly at Han.

Han raised his signature giggle, both charming and arrogant, and even the pink beauties around him laughed.

Not to mention Jin Zhen, even Man Xi couldn't stand it, so she reached out to pull Jin Zhen's sleeve, "Let's go, there's nothing good about this kind of drama."

Jin Zhen nodded, glared at Han and Feng Fandai again, and then turned around and prepared to go back with Man Xi.
Chapter completed!