He was scolded silly.

  Xuántiān Míng, it seemed like no one had ever called him that since he was born.

  His father and mother called him Ming Er, others called him Your Highness, after returning from the northwest and being enfeoffed as a king, he was then called Wang Ye, he himself almost forgot that his original name was Xuan Tian Ming.

  To be bold, this girl's guts are much bigger than his! Who dares to call him by his full name like that?

  But...

  What's hers?

  The person on his body suddenly jumped up and retreated two steps, looking at his legs left and right.

  "What are you doing?"

  "Face is not allowed to see, can I take a look at your legs?"

  This time Xuan Tian Ming did not refuse, but instead asked her: "How do you want to look?"

  She leaned forward, squatted down in front of him, and gently placed her small hands on his knees: "I'll just pinch a few times, you bear with it."

  It was agreed to just pinch a few times, but Feng Yu's occupational disease came up, how could it be that simple.

  She only saw her wrist flipping, with a unique and skilled technique, directly pressing several acupoints and bone seams on his knee joint, then rolling the tendons and trying to stretch.

  She was so furious that she broke out in a cold sweat, and finally stopped.

  Comminuted fracture.

  This is the conclusion she drew.

  Both kneecaps were completely shattered, much more severe than the fracture last time in the deep mountains. Unfortunately, there was no X-ray machine in ancient times, so it was impossible to determine the severity of the injury from the surface of the skin.

  But she still let out a sigh of relief, and her heart, which had been hanging in the balance for so many days, finally put down some of its burden.

  Feng Yu's gaze began to move upwards, until it reached another crucial spot.

  "Xuān Tiān Míng's face turned pale and cold sweat dripped down again: 'What are you going to do now?'"

  She blinked her eyes and pondered: "I heard that you were injured in that place, and it will be difficult to have children in the future..."

  "Get out!"

  He really wants to beat someone up!

  Feng Yu wiped her nose with a handkerchief, and then used it to wipe away tears in an unattractive manner. She sat back down at the table, continuing to swing her two legs.

  Xuān Tiān Míng was really unwilling to continue exploring this issue, and simply waved his hand: "Change the subject."

  She nodded, "Then let's talk about something pleasant!"

  After determining that her legs were about 80% curable, Feng Yu Heng finally felt a bit relieved in her heart. She casually picked up a tea bowl from the table and took a sip, then smiled and started chatting with Xuan Tian Ming about the recent events at the Feng manor.

  One by one, piece by piece, scattered and fragmented, she made them vivid and interesting.

  Xuān Tiān Míng had become addicted to listening, and from time to time would interject and discuss with her topics such as "What happened to the Shen family later?" or "Feng Zi Hao is really a waste of space."

  In short, Feng Fu's life was summed up by Feng Yu Heng as "They have a lot of fun cleaning up after them."

  Xuān Tiān Míng also nodded and replied with a doting phrase: "As long as you're having fun."

  These words are just like the entire Phoenix Manor is a plaything in Feng Ruqing's hands, which really suits her temperament.

  Then, this girl pointed at Xuan Tian Ming and said, "Your temperament is very much to my liking."

  When she said this, her eyes flashed with that sharp and clever light again, just like the occasional glimpse of cleverness and cunning in the mountains, which always attracted him.

  "Come here." He beckoned her over.

  She waited until she walked closer before taking off a piece of jade Pi Xiu pendant strung with brown cord from her neck.

  "The year I turned ten, Father Emperor gave it to me. A wandering Taoist priest once said that the ultimate owner of this Qilin would be the Mother of Heaven."

  He said it lightly, but Feng Yu Huang was startled.

  "You can't become a prince anymore." He glanced at the qilin again, "With such an object in hand, I'm afraid it will bring many troubles."

  "Are you afraid of trouble?" he asked back.

  She shook her head, "Not afraid."

  "Then wear it."

  She obediently stretched out her neck and let him help hang it around her neck, only it was a bit long.

  "Let me re-tie the rope for you." She smiled and stuffed the Pixiu into her clothes, then looked at him seriously and said: "Xuān Tiān Míng, I don't have anything to give you. But if one day you're willing, I'd like to personally help you pick up your bones again."

  He nodded, "Okay."

  Two people looked at each other and smiled, although they had only met twice, they seemed like old friends who had been together for many years, with a perfect understanding.

  "Tomorrow, I will let the steward of the Wang Mansion go to the Feng Mansion to help you sort out the accounts of the three shops." Xuan Tian Ming instructed her one by one. Although he knew that this little girl could handle it herself, he was still worried and wanted to help her. "In addition, your father, Feng Ji Yuan, has a total of nine dark guards. Six of them are just third-rate fighters with average skills. However, the other three were hired from the famous assassin organization, Wuying Pavilion, at a high price. If you encounter them, be sure to be careful."

  He spoke as if he were entrusting a child with an important message.

  Feng Yu Huan listened attentively, just like a good student.

  It wasn't until he had finished speaking that she realized how long they had been out and that it was time to head back.

  He saw through her thoughts and didn't stay long, just saying: "I will visit you often."

  Feng Yu Huan didn't know if he was being foolish or what, but he casually said: "Why don't you move to my place and live there?"

  Pffft!

  "After finishing speaking, he changed his tone: 'What I mean is that I'll give you a yard.'"

  Xuān Tiān Míng was in the deep mountains when he first met Fèng Yǔ Háng, and he found that this girl was not like the other women he had contacted before. Now, once again, it is confirmed that Fèng Yǔ Háng is really different from other women.

  "Go back quickly."

  Feng Yu Heng walked to the door obediently, but suddenly thought of something and turned back to say: "Last time when Madam Zhou went to the Feng manor, she mentioned those things you did. I think we're quite compatible. That thing... next time you go out to swindle people, remember to bring me along."

  After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

  Even the ninth prince, who seemed the most arrogant and lawless to outsiders, couldn't keep up with Feng Yu Heng's rhythm.

  He really found a good queen!

  Feng Yu didn't have the heart to go back to that antique shop again, and brought Huang Quan and Qing Yu directly back to the Feng manor.

  Unfortunately, this Feng Mansion was incompatible with her five elements. Her good mood was disrupted as soon as she stepped into the mansion.

  Housekeeper He Zhong had been waiting at the door for Feng Yuexia's return. As soon as he saw her, he hurried forward to pay his respects and said urgently: "Second Miss, please go to the government office quickly! The old master and the first lady have both been summoned by the Governor of Beijing!"

  It suddenly occurred to me what happened at Bai Cao Tang before.

  Feng Yu angrily slapped his forehead, "How annoying!" He turned around and led the two servants into the horse carriage that He Zhong had prepared early, and hurriedly rushed to the government office.

  When she arrived, Governor Li of Jingzhao was mediating this case in the back hall.

  Mediation is mediation, but before Feng Jin Yuan arrived, the shopkeeper who was escorted back was beaten up first.

  Joke, the personal attendant of the ninth prince came to take care of him personally. If he didn't hit this shopkeeper, the ninth prince would have to hit him.

  Feng Yu Huan stepped in and saw the original owner of Bai Cao Tang lying on the ground, already beaten to a pulp.

  Shen stood beside him, constantly wiping away tears.

  She quickly took two steps forward and rushed towards Jing Yao, making a courtesy call: "Commoner Feng Yuexiang has seen the great sir."

  At this time, Na Jing felt particularly incompetent. Feng Yu Xiang bowed to him and he quickly stood up, repeatedly saying "I don't dare, I don't dare!" His respectful fear was even more than when he saw Feng Jin Yuan.

  Before Feng Yuexiang could even get up, Shen's crazy woman pounced on her, grabbing a handful of her hair and tearing at it with all her might - "You wicked woman! I'll kill you! I must kill you today!"

  This scared the wits out of that Commandery Prince, if in the future the Imperial Princess Consort really had her hair pulled out by Madame Feng in his yamen, wouldn't that unscrupulous Ninth Imperial Son have to wipe out his whole family?

  He reacted quickly enough, and with a swift motion, he grabbed the inkstone from the table and smashed it towards Shen's wrist!

  Jing Zhao was also young and had practiced a few days of kung fu, plus he was close to the original, so the inkstone hit Shen's wrist just right. A splash of ink splashed out and covered her face.

  Shen's hand loosened in pain and she hugged her own wrist, wailing loudly.

  Besides, Feng Yu Heng isn't stupid either. Having her hair pulled can't be treated as if nothing happened. Shen family's daughter shouted, she would also...

  "Dad! It hurts so much! Is Ah Huang's hair going to fall out? Did it even take the scalp with it?! Waaah, it hurts, what to do?! Just now, the king was praising me for taking good care of my daughter's hair, and now it's all ruined!"

  Everyone was stunned!

  Feng Jin Yuan turned his head and asked Qing Yu: "Did you see the Emperor today?"

  Qing Yu nodded: "The slaves will follow Second Miss to check the shop, and the Royal Highness has sent someone to invite Miss to have a meal at Xianya Building."

  Feng Jin Yuan immediately tensed up, hurriedly went to support Feng Yu Han to the side and sat down, then anxiously asked: "Is it very painful? Ah Han don't worry, Father will help you call a doctor." He then turned his head towards Li Da Ren and said: "Please trouble Lord Li to help invite a doctor over."

  The governor of Beijing repeatedly responded and ordered his servants to immediately go and invite a doctor.

  Feng Yu's eyes were filled with mist, and she looked at Shen's mother with a wronged expression: "Mother, why did you hit Ah Huan? What did Ah Huan do wrong?"

  Feng Jin Yuan was deeply disgusted with Shen Shi, and without waiting for her to speak, he raised his hand and slapped her - "Wicked woman!"

  The most difficult one is the Beijing official. The people in this house, except for the shopkeeper who was knocked to the ground, he couldn't afford to offend any of them.

  Helpless, he rushed to Feng Jin Yuanshu and paid his respects: "Please, Lord Feng, sympathize with the lower official. Since it's a family matter, please return to the mansion and continue the interrogation." Then he said to Feng Yuexiang: "The lower official received the report from the second young lady and immediately opened the court for trial. The evidence shows that this person is indeed selling fake medicine, but he is also the maternal cousin of the Feng family's madam. Therefore, the crime of impersonating an official relative will not be counted, only the case of selling fake medicine, the lower official sentenced him to three years in prison, can the second young lady still be satisfied?"

  Shen glared at him: "You're the Prefect of Beijing! Do you need to ask her if she's satisfied with the sentence you've passed?"

  Jing Zhao didn't care about Shen's family at all and was single-mindedly waiting for Feng Yu Huang's response.

  Feng Yu covered his head with his sleeve, and his eyes were filled with thick fog. "The great man's judgment is fair, it's really a clear sky!"