What can Queen Ding An say? It's like Feng Yu Huo, Qing Le has no right to confront Feng Jin Yuan. Since Feng Yu Huo brought out Feng Jin Yuan, they'd better not persist or it won't be good for them.

  Then she changed her words: "Let's ask Miss Feng to play a tune!"

  Feng Chen couldn't leave immediately, as the eldest daughter of the Feng family, how could she endure such humiliation?

  However, she didn't think that this humiliation was given by the Ding An Wang Fu, all the mistakes were on Feng Yu Huang.

  She glared at Feng Yu Heng with a fierce gaze, then stood up and walked towards the guqin with a look of grievance. As soon as the music started, her piano skills that she had bitterly practiced for so many years were presented to a group of dancing girls and some ladies who couldn't even get on stage.

  Feng Yu Hong doesn't care if she feels wronged or not, one's own evil deeds will ultimately be suffered by oneself.

  Feng Chenyu's piano skills are very good, exceptionally good. The Feng family has spent so many years cultivating Feng Chenyu's talents, but most of them have failed, yet this piano skill stands out on its own, and it really makes her practice hard.

  After all, she was the eldest daughter of a first-class official's family. Normally, these untouchable madams and young ladies couldn't even meet in person, let alone see and hear her play the guqin with their own eyes and ears.

  The piano sound that was originally prepared to shock the world in front of people came out for a group of dancing girls, and the melancholic piano sound was full of resentment and hatred.

  Feng Yu Huan, the humiliation you brought me today will be returned twofold tomorrow.

  But at this time, on Feng Yu's side, a little maid walked over with tea and snacks, seemingly wanting to put them on the table, but somehow her hand tilted, spilling the contents all over Zhen Rong's body.

  She suddenly jumped up in fright and hurriedly used her hand to pat the water stains on her body, but it was still a step too late. The tea had already seeped into the fabric of her clothes.

  "The slave knows her mistake, please forgive the slave, miss!" The little maid was quite quick, directly kneeling on the ground to beg for forgiveness, while begging for forgiveness and kowtowing, she kowtowed until Ting Yong's heart softened.

  "Get up." Thoughtfully letting that servant girl get up, looking at her own wet clothes, for a moment she didn't know what to do.

  Feng Yu Huan looked at the kneeling servant girl, her intuition telling her that this was not an accidental incident. Feng Chen Yu and Qing Le were two people who would always come up with another plan if one didn't work, and it was likely that this plan had been used on Rong Yu.

  As expected, the girl got up and said: "Miss, this dress can't be worn anymore. Now that the weather is cool, wearing wet clothes will catch a cold. Please follow me to the back hall to change into another one."

  She looked a bit embarrassed, glanced at Feng Yuexiang, saw Feng Yuexiang nodding at her, and then followed the maid.

  Feng Yu Huan was still sitting at the table eating fruit and watching the dance, when she glanced over at Qing Le County's mistress and found that the other woman was also looking back at her. The gaze held a look of anticipation, as if she had already determined that Feng Yu Huan would definitely fall for it this time.

  She naturally didn't know what Qing Le was up to, but she had some expectations and really wanted to see how high the IQ of this county lord who harmed people was.

  Not long after, another unfamiliar maid walked over and stopped beside Feng Yu Huan, bowed and said in a low voice: "Are you the second young lady of the Feng family? The miss who just went to change her clothes said to ask for your help."

  Feng Yu Huan Xin said: Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

  "Alright." She stood up, turned her head and smiled slightly at Qing Le County Master, then whispered to Wang Chuan beside her: "You wait here for a while, I'll go myself." Then she followed the maid in the direction where Si Cang had just left.

  Two people walked to the back of the garden, a row of houses, the leading girl kept her head down and didn't speak, until they stopped at the third house from the end, turned around and said to Feng Yuexiang: "The lady is inside, please come in, Second Miss Feng."

  Feng Yu Huan glanced at her and suddenly smiled, "My third sister, from a young age she's been timid, I suppose it's because she's not used to being served by unfamiliar maids, that's why she called for me."

  Seeing her taking the initiative to speak, that girl couldn't help but respond, and accompanied by a smile, said: "Yes, Miss Feng Er and Miss San are sisters with deep affection. Miss San said that at home, she often received care from Miss Er, so it's better for Miss Er to help with changing clothes."

  Feng Yu Huan nodded, took the initiative to push the door open with her hand, and said while pushing: "But I left the capital since childhood, now back in the house, and these three younger sisters can only see me at dawn and dusk. When she sees me, she always keeps a distance from me, really don't know where she got the courage to come to me to change her clothes."

  She finished speaking and stepped into the house, ignoring the pale face of the maid behind her, only calculating in her heart what would happen next.

  The little girl who led the way did not follow Feng Yu Heng into the house, but instead closed the door from the outside after she entered.

  Feng Yu Huan said "En?" and turned her head around, but then she heard the sound of a lock falling from outside.

  She lost her smile, it turned out she was thinking of this idea all along.

  "Why are you locking the door?" She made a show of it and turned back to knock on the door several times, "Open the door quickly!"

  Unfortunately, there was still someone outside the door, and that girl had long since lifted her skirt and run far away.

  Feng Yu Huan turned around, a smile playing on the corners of her mouth, and glanced around the room before finally fixing her gaze on something behind a screen in the inner chamber.

  She faintly saw that behind the screen there seemed to be a misty atmosphere, she stepped forward lightly, walked through the outer hall to the inner room, and stopped at one corner of the screen. She poked her head out to take a look, and saw that in a large bathtub emitting hot air, there was a man sitting with his eyes closed and no clothes on. His clothes were scattered all over the floor, and his shoes and socks were thrown everywhere.

  Feng Yu Huan thought about how she had just spoken to the maid and even slapped the door panel, yet this man still maintained his closed eyes. Looking at him again, he was breathing evenly, and his fingers were moving rhythmically, it seemed that he shouldn't be someone who was scared into a stupor by medicine.

  That's why I knew this play from the start, just waiting for her to take the bait.

  She coldly smiled and intentionally made some noise outside the screen.

  As expected, the man in the bathtub's expression changed slightly, with a mix of tension and longing.

  She stood still, but took in the surroundings around the screen and measured the distance with her footsteps.

  Before long, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard outside the door, getting closer and closer. Feng Yu's ears were sharp, and he could distinguish between the sounds, realizing that there were two groups of people approaching, with two men in the lead and a larger group following behind.

  It seems that it was the troublemaker who brought the onlookers to watch the excitement.

  The footsteps outside the door stopped quickly, and the lock was opened. The sound of Qing Le's voice rose sharply: "What did you say Feng Er is doing here? Having a private meeting with a man? How detestable! What kind of place do you think Ding An Wang Fu is? Something so despicable can actually happen here!"

  That Qing Le was saying as she rushed into the house, the man in the bathtub was somewhat panicked! The previously arranged plot had not yet been completed, and the woman had not yet appeared before him. How did Qing Le County Lord suddenly come in?

  He was in a hurry, only thinking about completing the task, remembering that he had just heard a sound behind the screen, and thought that the woman should be standing there, so he simply got up from the bathtub to grab Feng Yuexia.

  He reached out his hand to explore the past, but caught nothing. Just now when he opened his eyes, he saw someone's shadow flashing by, but as soon as his hand stretched out, it was empty.

  The man thought it was strange, but at this time, Qing Le's footsteps approached, and while walking, he said: "Isn't it said that a private meeting with a man? Where is the person?"

  Then Yatou replied: "County Master, why don't you go inside and take a look?"

  Qing Le raised her voice and shouted in a tone that could be heard by everyone: "Is this not the inner chamber? Doesn't Miss Feng Er's private meeting with men always end up on the bed?"

  As soon as he saw Qing Le approaching, the man had no choice but to shrink back into the bathtub again.

  He had just sat back, and Qing Le was already close. But where was Feng Yu's shadow here? She couldn't help but frown, and asked the man in a low voice: "Where is he?"

  The man shook his head, "I don't know, I haven't seen anyone yet. You've come too early, Your Highness."

  Qing Le turned to ask the maid beside her, "Did she come in or not?"

  "Quickly replied: 'She's inside, I saw Miss Feng Er enter with my own eyes, and she even locked the door from the outside.'"

  Qing Le hurriedly said: "Quick, go and search inside the house."

  The little girl nodded and turned back to the outer room.

  Qing Le was about to turn around and remind the man of something when she was suddenly pushed hard from behind.

  This time it wasn't just a push, but someone quickly pulled off the waistband of her clothes from behind, then pulled a handful of hair and also grabbed her collar.

  Qing Le felt that in just a flash, she was somehow possessed by a ghost, her clothes were disheveled and her hair was scattered all over the place. The worst part was that the collar of her shirt seemed to have been torn apart, revealing a large patch of snow-white skin.

  Then the ghostly hand added a bit of force, and she lost her balance, tumbling straight into the large bathtub.

  With a loud "splash", Qingyue County's young mistress fell into the bathtub, colliding face-to-face with the man and was immediately embraced in his arms.

  The two of them were shocked and turned back to look, but they didn't see even a ghostly figure.

  The little girl who was searching for Feng Yu outside heard the commotion and ran towards this direction, asking: "Young Mistress, what's wrong?"

  Just then, the large group of people outside the door arrived. Led by Princess Ding'an, followed by Feng Chenyu and other guests who all came into the room. You could hear Chenyu's voice saying: "Second sister wouldn't do such a thing, please believe me, Your Highness."

  Queen Ding'an snorted, "I only believe what I see! Why did the second miss of the Feng family leave her seat to watch the music and dance, and run back here?"

  As they spoke, the crowd had already rushed from the outer room to the inner one. They saw a little girl standing beside the screen, covering her eyes with both hands, as if frightened by something and losing her composure.

  The Empress Dowager shouted loudly: "You dare, you slave, what are you doing?"

  Feng Chen's heart was delighted, this girl's performance was just like what they had designed, it was exactly the scene of Feng Yu Huang bathing with a man together.

  "What did you see?"

  That girl was scared silly, stuttering and unable to speak, only pointing behind the screen with a face full of terror.

  The Empress Dowager Ding'an hastily stepped forward, followed by Shen Yu and the other female guests who crowded over to watch.

  This sight is shocking, everyone was stunned.

  Only to see the Ding'an King's Fu's Qingyue Junzhu with wet hair and a flushed face, her clothes half-removed, embracing a naked man in a large bathtub. The pose, the movement, the expression... were simply too provocative.