Abandoned Women: The First Secret Service Concubine

Chapter 151 Overwhelming

Feng Yao couldn't bear to hear it, and couldn't help thinking, what would she do if Doudou was treated like this?Just thinking about such a thought in her heart, she felt a wave of anger welling up from the bottom of her heart, burning her whole body to the point of losing her mind.

If anyone dared to treat her Doudou like this, even if she died, she would become a ghost to get her back!
Murong Yu's mind was immersed in the past, suddenly he felt a pain in his arm, and couldn't help turning his head to look.I saw Feng Yao holding his arm, pursing her lips tightly, her face full of hatred.I froze for a moment, and then felt a heat in my heart.

What was even more infuriating was swallowed by him: "Later, I understood what the concubine mother yelled to that man before she died."

"What did she say?" Feng Yao was startled, she was so involved that she almost lost her mind.He also found that his hand was still holding onto Murong Yu's arm, and retracted it somewhat embarrassingly.

Murong Yu stretched out his hand and held hers.Then, he slowly said: "My concubine mother is a daughter of the Yu family, a wealthy family in the south. Because of her beauty and talent, she is known as the number one beauty in the south of the Yangtze River. After being recruited into the palace by the emperor, she did not forget to mention something. The mother family. The Yu family at that time was so powerful that it was not inferior to the sum of the four major families today."

"My concubine mother is the daughter of the head of the Yu family, and she has made great contributions to the development and growth of the Yu family. Before she died, she made a deal with Jinshang, that is, to give up all the property of the Yu family in exchange for mine. Life." When Murong Yu said this, he held Feng Yao's hand slightly, "I weighed it up and agreed to my mother and concubine. So, I became the only prince in the Dajing Dynasty."

Concubine Yu passed away, and the Yu family fell into decline. It seemed that the Yu family suffered a loss, but it was not.

Concubine Yu's dying plan not only saved Murong Yu's life, but also preserved the core strength of the Yu family.All that was lost was Concubine Yu's own life and the wealth of the Yu family.

He not only poked Imakami's sore foot, but also scratched Imakami's itchy spot.It makes people love and hate, and finally has to follow her arrangement.

It's a pity for such a stunningly talented woman.Because of today's fear, there is only one way to go.

Feng Yao was held by Murong Yu, feeling his unrest.Thinking of Concubine Yu's suicide, she couldn't help but feel uneasy.After a moment of silence, he asked: "The Yu family where your mother and concubine lives, is it the Yu family where Yu Wuyou lives?"

"That's right." Murong Yu nodded slowly, "Since being robbed of their wealth by Jinshang, the Yu family has been dormant for ten years and has risen again! Today's Wuyoulou is the fruit of the Yu family's rise!"

Feng Yao pursed her lips and clenched her fists: "What's the relationship between Yu Wuyou and you?"

"He is my cousin." Murong Yu replied.

When Feng Yao heard this, she almost couldn't bring it up in one breath: "Yu Wuyou!"

It wasn't until this moment that he knew how ridiculous the contract she signed with Yu Wuyou was!

No wonder Yu Wuyou was so generous and gave her a [-]-[-] share - all the money Yu Wuyou earned was Murong Yu's!
The contract she worked so hard to negotiate was useless at all!

"What's wrong with you?" Murong Yu couldn't help being a little surprised, "But my cousin made things difficult for you?"

Feng Yao gritted her teeth: "No."

All the things in the Yu family belonged to Murong Yu, and all the things that belonged to Murong Yu belonged to Doudou—from now on, she and Wuyoulou will really share weal and woe!

"By the way, Wuji told you whether or not, this morning, people from Her Highness the Princess came to find me. But, they recognized Doudou, and I was afraid of spoiling you, so I killed them all." Feng Yao Said.

Murong Yu nodded: "Wuji told me. It doesn't matter, just kill it."

"Your Highness, what kind of person is he?" Feng Yao asked after thinking about it.

Murong Yu said: "Murong Xi'er is an extremely smart person. Her intelligence is no less than that of a prince. And her viciousness and ruthlessness can be passed down to the fullest. In the palace, her favored degree is only second to that of a prince. Prince Yu."

Feng Yao couldn't help but shudder.

"I will let the third prince come forward and introduce you to Murong Xi'er." Murong Yu said.Murong Xi'er has lost patience after repeatedly looking for Fengyao, and it will be of no benefit to Fengyao if she drags on.

Feng Yao nodded: "Thank you."

"Between you and me, why are you being polite?" Murong Yu said, gently pinching Feng Yao's fingers.

At some point, the atmosphere became lingering and ambiguous.Feng Yao's heart skipped a beat, her face felt a little hot, she withdrew her hand, and said, "You are just Doudou's father, but you have nothing to do with me, the grievances must be clearly defined."

As soon as the words fell, I felt that the air around me seemed to drop a few degrees.He raised his head belatedly, and saw Murong Yu pursing his lips, with a dangerous breath flashing in his deep eyes: "You know so much, and you still want to separate yourself from me?"

"I—" Feng Yao wanted to say, she didn't want to draw a line with him.After all, she is Doudou's mother, and he is Doudou's father.With the little guy Doudou around, there is no clear distinction between them.

However, before she finished speaking, she was captured and taken back by him domineeringly, holding her tightly: "You will eventually be my princess."

Feng Yao suddenly remembered something: "You support the third prince? Are you not an independent?"

This is unreasonable. The death of Concubine Yu, the disgrace of the Yu family, and even Murong Yu's cold reception should make Murong Yu overthrow Jinshang and become a great treasure, right?
"You want to know?" Murong Yu's eyes flashed a smugness, and he squeezed Feng Yao's hand slowly, but did not answer her question.

Feng Yao felt a little itchy when he played with his fingers with callused palms, and her heart beat faster than usual.However, I wanted to pull my hand out, but I couldn't.I couldn't help but pouted.

"A while ago, I've always wanted to see you and Doudou." Seeing that Feng Yao didn't resist, Murong Yu raised her thin lips slightly, "However, I couldn't get away."

"What happened?" Feng Yao asked.

Murong Yu said: "Being haunted by a crazy girl, she ran to my house every day and followed me step by step."

Feng Yao couldn't help raising her eyebrows, what do you mean?Was he telling her that he was doing well?Hmph, what does it have to do with her?Taking advantage of his distraction, he quickly withdrew his hand and stood up: "Thinking that Lord Yu hasn't had a good rest these days, it's getting late now, Lord, please go back."

Murong Yu was stunned, why is it different from what he imagined?Can't help muttering, sitting on the chair, not getting up: "I still have some things to say, Yaoer might as well sit down again, let's discuss it again?"

"If you have anything else to say, Lord Yu, let's just say it." Feng Yao stood beside her, arms crossed, and said condescendingly.Think she doesn't know what he wants to do?If she sits there again, hmph, I'm afraid he will eat tofu again.

Feng Yao, who doesn't like oil and salt, makes Murong Yu feel a little helpless.Although he is naturally intelligent, he really has no experience in dealing with women.Looking outside, I saw it was pitch black, the insects and birds had all stopped, and the yard was unbelievably silent.However, Murong Yu knew that Wuji and Dragonfly were not asleep.

However, he couldn't care less, it was a rare opportunity to get close to Feng Yao, he had to grasp it well.With a thick skin, he said, "If you don't sit down, I won't talk."

Feng Yao was so angry that she laughed: "You like to talk or not."

Turning around to leave, she heard a voice behind her: "It's related to Murong Xi'er. Don't you want to know what she will ask you to do after she finds you?"

This bait really hooked Feng Yao.After a pause, he sat back to his original place: "I have something to say! If you try again, don't blame me for being rude!"

"It's for the sake of my husband." Murong Yu secretly smiled, and stopped making any moves, but took advantage of his words, "Murong Xi'er came to you, most likely because of the Osmanthus Festival..."

Capital, Shen Mansion.

Inside the mansion, a lantern was hung every ten or so steps, illuminating the whole mansion brightly without a trace of darkness.Ever since Wuhen chopped off the little finger of his left hand last time, Shen Yunzhi has cast a shadow and ordered lanterns to be lit everywhere in the yard.

However, since then, although nothing has gone wrong in the mansion, Shen Yunzhi's expression has become more and more gloomy day by day.

He lost a little finger.The majestic scholar of the Wenhua Palace, the son-in-law of the prime minister, and the right-hand man of the prince, actually has a physical disability!

Whenever he went up to court, someone would always look at his left hand tucked into his sleeve.And when working, some people often looked at him with strange eyes.

It's all Feng's, that poisonous woman!As time passed, Shen Yunzhi's fear of Wuhen gradually faded away, while his hatred for Fengyao became like fermented wine, getting darker and thicker.

After pinching a pen, he threw away the broken pen holder and called out in a cold voice, "Come here!"

Not long after, a servant opened the door and entered: "What are your orders?"

"Go and check, Feng's news." Shen Yunzhi said, with imperceptible anger and hatred hidden in his eyes.

In the courtyard not far away, Su Linglong was sitting on the edge of the bed, tilting her head and watching the maidservant Liu Er shaking off one piece of clothing after another.

"Ma'am, this pink dress suits your complexion best. If you want to wear it on the Osmanthus Festival, it will definitely make Madam look as delicate as a girl who hasn't left the court." Liu'er said.

"Not solemn." Su Linglong frowned.

Liu'er covered her mouth with a smile, and shook off a rose-red dress embroidered with silver dark patterns: "Madam, how about this one? They are all the latest embroidered products in Qiutang Garden, and they haven't been placed in the shop yet. The shopkeeper is friendly with us." Shen Hou, it was sent to our mansion first, and the wives of other officials did not get it."

"It's okay." Su Linglong curled her lips.

Liu'er put away the clothes carefully, and unfolded another one: "Madam, what do you think about this one..."

Half a month ago, Su Linglong began to search for new styles in Beijing, just to wear them to the banquet on the Osmanthus Festival.She is the prime minister's daughter, no one can get past her, she must beat everyone on the Osmanthus festival day!October [-]th, Osmanthus Festival.

From the civil and military officials to the common people, all love this festival.On this day, the business on the street is particularly good.In restaurants and teahouses, guests have been coming one after another since Chenshi, and they don't leave until Haishi at night.The peasant girl with that dexterous hand folded sweet-scented osmanthus branches to weave garlands, and stood on the street selling them pretty.

The ladies and sons of big families who don't like to go out usually will go out this day.Because, during the day, there are all kinds of stalls, from jewelry to toys, from food to accessories, everything.At night, there will be a city of lights, which is three times more lively than during the day.

Officials in the DPRK and China recited poems and painted paintings, and compared fists to hunt.The wives entered the palace to congratulate Qianqiu, and there was a lot of excitement.

Murong Xi'er, the only princess of the Dajing Dynasty, every year during the Osmanthus festival, she ordered people to hold a banquet in the palace and invited the ladies of the courtier's family to come and gather.It's just that every year, some people say they can't get sick.

It's because Murong Xi'er was born short and has a sensitive and brutal temperament.Whenever he saw strange eyes, he would pull out the leather whip that he carried with him from his waist, and beat the person to the point of bleeding.

In addition, there is a twisted heart.To what extent is it distorted?The maids of Yongning Palace are the most beautiful and tallest in the whole palace.However, Murong Xi'er never allowed them to put on makeup, if she smelled a trace of rouge, blood would be seen immediately.

(End of this chapter)