In Feng Zi Hao's crying, the people who went to Jin Yu Yuan to search came back. Among them, two small maids had obvious bruises on their faces, and they were still crying as they walked.

  The old lady asked impatiently: "What's going on?"

  Zhaoyi walked over to the old lady, took her arm and replied: "It was the mistress who had been beaten. When she saw us searching the yard, the mistress started a commotion, grabbing two maidservants and beating them nonstop."

  The old lady was so angry that she hummed: "How can such a vicious woman be the mistress of my Feng Mansion!"

  Mrs. Zhao pulled on Old Lady's sleeve and handed over the thing in her hand: "This was found under the eldest young lady's pillow."

  Everyone heard this and craned their necks to look over, Fengzi Hao limped forward with a hobble.

  The old lady's hands were shaking when she picked up the thing. At her age, what hadn't she seen? A doll used for witchcraft was actually found under Feng Chenyu's pillow.

  She looked at the back of the doll, where three characters "Feng Zi Hao" were shining brightly, along with his birthdate. The old lady felt a chill in her heart, why none of these grandsons and granddaughters would let her have an easy time!

  "Feng Chen Yu!" Feng Zi Hao's face changed instantly upon seeing this thing, "Feng Chen Yu! You venomous-hearted woman! How dare you curse me like this?!"

  Feng Chenyu is even more wronged than Dou E, what kind of thing has she ever had under her pillow? Even if Feng Zixiao isn't a decent person, after all, he's her own brother, how could she possibly harm him to this extent?

  "Grandma!" She had tears in her eyes, and her whole body was trembling with fear. "Chen Yu didn't harm Gege, that wound wasn't inflicted by Chen Yu!"

  "Why was it found under your pillow?" Fengzi Hao pointed at Chen Yu and scolded: "I only leaned against your pillow once, you woman actually wanted to curse me to death!"

  "I didn't curse you!"

  The two siblings started quarreling in front of everyone, Feng Yu Heng pulled Zi Rui to one side, and the two sat on a flower bed watching the scenery while chatting: "Zi Rui, you must not learn from your older brother in the future, did you hear?"

  "Sister, rest assured, I'm a good kid and won't do anything bad."

  There was a commotion in the courtyard, and the old lady had been feeling unwell for some time. Every day, she was either annoyed by this or that, and it had been going on for so many days without stopping. She felt her blood surging upwards, and the same feeling she had when she fell ill at Songyuan Garden came back to her.

  She was so frightened that she hastily went to touch the medicine given by Feng Yuexiang in her sleeve pocket, opened the bottle plug and poured it into her mouth. After a while, she finally calmed down.

  Can't help but think of Feng Yu's goodness again, and take another look, her two granddaughters are hugging the little grandson by the flower bed, chatting, the sister and brother are affectionate and intimate, and Feng Zi Rui's tiger-headed and tiger-brained appearance is getting better and better.

  Take another look at the brother and sister on this side, who are also born of the same mother. At this moment, they are arguing loudly with red eyebrows and green eyes. If one of them wasn't injured and the other could still remember to be dignified, they might have started fighting by now.

  The old lady couldn't help but glare at Yao Shi, if it weren't for the sudden change in the Yao family, life in Feng Fu would be so much better now!

  Just as the courtyard was in an uproar, Feng Jin Yuan returned from his morning court session.

  The Grand Preceptor, who had a dark face to begin with, had just entered the courtyard when he heard Fengzi Hao's angry curse: "Why didn't I sleep with you back then?"

  "Who's your father? Who do you want to sleep with?" Feng Jin Yuan felt that he had indeed committed a sin to have given birth to such a thing. In three strides, he rushed in front of Feng Zi Hao and slapped him twice on the head, beating him until he was dizzy and disoriented.

  Feng Zi Hao didn't see clearly who hit him and subconsciously opened his mouth to scold: "Which bastard dares to hit me?"

  It was his own father, and he immediately went limp.

  Chen Yu fell to the ground with a thud, grabbing Feng Jin Yuan's robes and crying: "Father, Chen Yu is really too wronged, Chen Yu really didn't curse brother!"

  Feng Jin Yuan took a glance at Chen Yu and then turned back to look at the purple-robed Daoist, furrowing his brow as he asked: "Daoist, how did you come here?"

  The old lady pulled Feng Jin Yuan and told him what had happened before, only to see Feng Jin Yuan stamp his foot - "Nonsense!"

  The old lady was puzzled, "How did it become muddled? In the past, didn't you also deeply believe in what Ziyang Daozhang said? He said Ah Huang is a disaster star and that Chen Yu is a phoenix fate. Aren't these all...also being fulfilled?"

  Feng Jin Yuan originally thought that Zi Yang's arrival at the Feng manor was a bit of a nuisance, but once he mentioned the disaster star, he couldn't help but think about all the things that had happened in recent days. It seemed like ever since Feng Yu Huan returned to the manor, the Feng family hadn't had a moment's peace. Could it be that this girl really was incompatible with the Feng manor?

  He had just cast a puzzled glance at Feng Yu Heng when, at this moment, the housekeeper He Zhong, who was originally standing at the door, suddenly rushed to his side and whispered a few words in his ear.

  Feng Jin's face changed color, and he hastily pointed at Zi Yang and He Zhong: "Quick! Tie him up and throw him into the backyard woodshed! Quick!"

  He Zhongji didn't say a word, and with one gesture, he summoned a group of servants, who quickly tied up Ziyang into a tight knot.

  Everyone was confused and didn't know what was going on. Zi Yang's mouth was stuffed with cotton balls and he couldn't make a sound.

  Feng Jin Yuan didn't have time to explain and only warned everyone: "No one is allowed to mention today's events again!"

  At this time, a voice with a few lazy and playful tones came from the entrance of the gate: "What things are not allowed to be mentioned again?"

  A sharp, piercing voice suddenly rang out: "His Majesty the King has arrived!"

  Everyone in Feng Fu's residence was shocked and their minds were blown!

  Your Majesty has arrived?

  Has the Buddha of War himself arrived?

  Feng Jin's legs and abdomen were all cramping, he had been a prime minister for so many years, and dealing with the princes was also a daily routine. But just this ninth prince, from head to toe, couldn't get along with him at all, even when Feng Yuexiang was engaged to him in the past, he heard others say that the ninth prince had said outside that the engagement was just to give the empress dowager face, and whether or not to marry would still be up to him.

  So this marriage was once forgotten by many people, and even the emperor gave the daughter of that different surname king to the ninth prince again.

  He came up with the idea of replacing Xun Yu at that time, thinking that the Ninth Prince would definitely be appointed as the Crown Prince after his great victory. At that time, he joined forces with the ministers to pressure the Emperor, and the marriage that had already been changed might have come true. With Feng Xun Yu's beauty, even if the Ninth Prince didn't do anything at the time, it wouldn't take long for him to fall under her pomegranate skirt.

  But now, Feng Jinyuan began to regret getting involved with the Ninth Prince. Apart from his physical injuries, this man's increasingly unpredictable temperament also made Feng Jinyuan somewhat wary.

  Just like now, that person suddenly arrived at the Feng Mansion, and the Feng family was completely unprepared. What's even more ominous is that with the arrival of the Ninth Prince, it's unlikely to be good news, and it's probably going to stir up another disaster.

  The royal carriage has arrived, and immediately, a jade sedan chair was carried in by four footmen. On the sedan chair sat a man in purple robes, lounging lazily. The golden mask on his face shone brightly in the sunlight, dazzling people so they dared not look directly at him.

  Everyone in Fengfu knelt down to welcome him, shouting: "Long live Your Majesty, may you live for a thousand years, a thousand years, and ten thousand years."

  Feng Yu Hei slightly raised her head and glared at Xuan Tian Ming, only to see that his gaze had also turned towards her. Their eyes met, and surprisingly, they both gave each other a cold stare.

  Xuantian Ming let the sedan chair bearer put down the jade rake, but he didn't even have that intention. He lazily raised his hand and heard the eunuch beside him say: "At ease!"

  The Feng family finally stood up.

  Feng Jin Yuan took a step forward and said: "I didn't know Your Majesty had arrived, I'm afraid I've neglected to welcome you from afar, please forgive me."

  Xuantian Miao stared at Feng Jin Yuan, and for a long time, no one spoke, only occasionally fiddling with the whip in his hand.

  Feng Jin knew that it was this whip that had taken the lives of dozens of Imperial Guards in the Forbidden City.

  "The Phoenix Lord has not yet responded to my words." Xuan Tian Ming opened his mouth again, and although he spoke slowly, as if he was about to fall asleep, the words that came out of his mouth were cold and deadly, with a hint of charm, just like the purple lotus blooming between his eyebrows, making people dare not look directly at him yet unable to help but want to gaze at him.

  Feng Jin Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said helplessly: "Nothing, nothing."

  "Huh?" Xuan Tian Ming straightened up from the back of his jade chair and leaned forward: "Is Lord Feng questioning my ears?"

  "I dare not." Feng Jin Yuan said in his heart, "Just now it was just a family matter, and even if I mentioned it, I'm afraid of disturbing Your Excellency's peace."

  "Oh." Xuan Tian Ming nodded, and didn't ask any more questions. He just sat down on the jade mat, not saying a word, leaning against it as if he was about to fall asleep while basking in the sun.

  Feng Jin Yuan was really helpless, and plucking up his courage again, he asked another question: "I wonder if Your Highness came to the Feng manor today..."

  "You almost made me forget." Xuan Tian Ming finally opened the topic, "I'm here to deliver food for the future queen."

  Feng Yu stroked her forehead, and suddenly thought of that day in Xianya Building when Xuan Tian Ming said she was thin, and also said that the Feng family still dared not to give her food until now. She thought it was just a casual remark, but didn't expect this person to remember it.

  Feng Jin Yuan didn't understand and asked in confusion: "Delivering meals? Delivering what kind of meal?"

  Xuantian Ming pointed at Feng Yu Huang: "Our family's Huang was thrown into the deep mountains of the northwest to feed wolves for three years, and she became so thin that her skin was wrapped around her bones. I originally thought that when we returned to the capital, the Feng family would have to make amends. Who would have thought that after seeing her yesterday, she was still so thin? Since the Feng manor can't afford to raise their daughter, it doesn't matter, I'll take care of her instead. Either way, she's going to marry into the Imperial Palace."

  His words were a slap in the face to the Feng family, but no one dared to resist. Feng Jin Yuan did not dare, the old lady did not dare, and others only had to lower their heads.

  There is someone who doesn't understand - "How can the Feng family possibly not be able to raise their daughter!"

  Everyone turned around, and the person speaking was Feng Zixiao.

  Xuántiān Míng naturally couldn't have a direct conversation with Fèng Zǐhào, but he wasn't prepared to ignore him either. So, the one responding to Fèng Zǐhào was the long whip in his hand.

  With just a "crack" sound, Xuan Tian Ming swung his whip and struck Feng Zi Hao's body with great force, almost causing him to lose his breath.

  "How dare you interrupt me when I'm speaking?!"