When Fengcheng said this, his eyes were filled with tears. Feng Hongluan hurriedly handed over the handkerchief to comfort him: "Father, it's freezing cold and tears hurt my eyes. I think my mother's spirit in heaven is relieved to know that my father cares about him so much."
"Ha." Fengcheng chuckled bitterly, "It's me. I'm sorry for your mother. If you hadn't lived with me for several years of hard life, I'm afraid you wouldn't have suffered from such a stubborn disease. Your mother has always been in good health, and your grandfather is happy."
From the martial arts school, your mother also learned martial arts to keep fit, but after marrying me, she got up early and worked hard, working hard and weaving. She lived in poverty and hardship, and finally got the best out of all the hardships, but...that disease must have come from those days of poverty."
Feng Hongluan hurriedly comforted: "Father, don't think too much, Luohe, put the big cloak on father, the snow is falling heavily."
After putting on their big cloaks, the father and daughter returned. Dong Jin and He Jixiang stood at the door to greet them. When they saw Fengcheng, Dong hurriedly stepped forward. Fengcheng's face was still not good and he was unwilling to look at Dong.
At a glance, Dong's face looked a little aggrieved: "Master, you were fine when you went out, but suddenly it started snowing. I was about to go with Jixiang to see you, but I was afraid that you didn't bring an umbrella."
As he said that, he raised his hand to indicate the umbrella in his hand.
Humph, if you are pretending to be kind, just be pretentious!
Feng Hongluan sneered in her heart. Fengcheng didn't seem to buy into Dong's fault this time. She just said indifferently: "Go in!"
Finally, Fengcheng was still willing to talk to her. Mrs. Dong felt a little relieved and responded gently: "I asked the kitchen to boil ginger soup. Lixiang, quickly ordered it to be sent to the master and the young lady's room. The weather was very cold and snow suddenly fell.
, drink some ginger soup to warm your body and drive away the cold."
Fengcheng frowned and glanced at Dong. Feng Hongluan looked at Fengcheng's expression and knew that her father might have softened her heart again and wanted to accuse Dong of being deceived. Dong's move was nothing more than an attempt to gain favor.
Such a well-behaved and gentle person made Maple City forgive and accept her again.
"No need." Fengcheng's response was beyond Feng Hongluan's expectations. Feng Hongluan was slightly happy in her heart. It seemed that her father was completely unfeeling towards Dong.
It’s also true that Mrs. Dong’s cleverness was misled by her cleverness. She thought that a bowl of ginger soup and an umbrella could make Fengcheng soft-hearted in such a snowy and cold season. Didn’t she expect that Fengcheng has been there now?
On the grave of the beloved Han, all the eyes are filled with eyes. Only the kind-hearted, sharing the joys and sorrows, and the beautiful wife can see Dong.
Moreover, comparing Dong's behavior with Han's, Fengcheng is really heartbroken. One is like the sky, while the other is just the dirt on the ground.
Fengcheng looked at her coldly, Dong's eyes were hurt, Feng Hongluan was secretly relieved, and He Jixiang's eyebrows were deeply furrowed.
Several people entered the mansion one after another, and ginger soup was brought over. There was a warm smell of ginger tea in Hongluan Pavilion. Feng Hongluan looked at the steaming ginger tea, stood up, and poured the ginger tea.
She also abandoned the window, along with the empty bowl, and turned around with a cold smile on her face.
*
When Jiang Nanzi came to visit, just after noon, Feng Hongluan made tea and entertained him. This time, it was not in the side room, but in the study room of Feng Mansion.
The last time Jiang Nanzi came, in order to avoid Ling Che, she asked Jiang Nanzi to go to the room to wait for her. Although no one in the house had any objections, she didn't want to be pointed out behind her back. She said that there was no tutor in Feng Mansion and the young lady could take the male protagonist in and out at will.
Boudoir.
Her behavior was already regarded as leaving the court, and even though her father did not, it was not appropriate to bring the man into the room, so this time he decided to stay in the study.
Fengcheng had no objection. In fact, Fengcheng had already heard a little bit about the fact that Jiang Nanzi, a beautiful woman, refused to be promoted to a noble house yesterday and only wanted an agate bead as a reward.
Fengcheng admired this man who had gold and silver wealth and was beautiful and enchanting. He had a good impression of Jiang Nanzi and had no objection to his dealings with Feng Hongluan. A gentleman should associate with a gentleman.
, but in Maple City, those who are serious, do not covet glory and wealth, do not rely on favors and are arrogant, and retire into obscurity after success, are true gentlemen.
So he came to look for Feng Hongluan, and the two of them talked alone about the study. Fengcheng was not worried at all.
In the study, Feng Hongluan took a sip of tea. She wanted to chat a few words and be polite first, but unexpectedly, Jiang Nanzi was rare for a serious moment. She got straight to the point and asked, "Didn't you say you asked me to help you again?"
Since he was so cheerful, she didn't mince words: "Yes, I want to ask you to borrow some medicine."
"Oh? What kind of medicine, one that kills people or one that saves people?"
He is more direct.
Feng Hongluan was also more direct: "No killing, no saving, but it will hurt people, not fatal, but it will make people bedridden, confused, and unable to go anywhere."
"Oh, drugged?"
"No, the drug has a temporary effect. I don't need to ask you specifically. You can catch it everywhere in the drug store. If I want someone to take it, I will only be unable to get out of bed for three to five months."
Jiang Nanzi smiled: "Whoever offended Miss Feng, Miss Feng was merciless. She was paralyzed for three to five months. Even if she is a good person, her muscles and bones are broken. Without a year and a half of exercise, it is impossible to recover.
As is.”
"Isn't it possible to recover? You don't need to ask who it is or why, just tell me if there is such a medicine?"
"Why not? Yesterday, I got sick again."
Feng Hongluan was startled and blurted out: "Is there really something wrong with those agate beads?"
After he said it, he was shocked to realize that he had said something he shouldn't have said, but it was too late. He had already listened. He was stunned for a long time, and his face became slightly heavier: "A few days ago, you chased me to ask about the agate beads. Is that right?"
No, what do you know?"
Seeing this, Feng Hongluan had an idea and immediately came up with a way to deal with it: "I asked because I was wondering why you only wanted one bead. But when you said you only wanted one bead, I had already thought of it.
, there must be something fishy about that bead, and I thought about that day when I was in ecstasy, you were both poisonous and daring to the injured naked man.
With bright eyes, if you find a treasure, I will know that you are not greedy for gold and silver, but you regard rare medicinal materials and poisons as treasures. You don’t want gold mansions, beauties and nobles, but only agate beads. I guess, those beads
, it must be poisonous, and the emperor's illness must be related to that bead. Now it seems that I guessed right."
He was stunned for a while, then he looked appreciatively, patted his palms a few times, and praised: "The outside world says you are a fool. Everyone in the capital knows this. There are two beauties in Feng Mansion, one is flashy, and the other is...
From embroidered pillows to straw bags, one of you is smart, wise, virtuous and virtuous. Now it seems that you are as wise as you are foolish, and you hide it deeply."