Aifei, you quack doctor

Chapter 12
Ye Fenghui always thought that the Motian Continent was the lowest plane, and any resources were the worst. Now it seems that since the Motian Continent still exists, it also has certain merits.

It's good to stay here temporarily and wait for the strength to recover.

Those bastards in the temple would never have thought that she was reborn.

Not to mention that she would come to the lowest plane!

From this point of view, Motian Continent is her best choice.

Ye Feng took back the pills and gradually accepted the matter of staying on the Motian Continent. She glanced at Ye Zhengting who was taking a nap not far behind her, raised her eyebrows, and leaned to the side to rest her eyes with her eyes closed.

The shell of the original owner is really too bad.

Although her strength could barely be seen, the accumulation of toxins over the years had almost emptied her body.

If the toxin is not removed, the body of the original owner will live for another two or three years at most.

If Yue Tianyi and Ye Qingmeng wait another two years, they don't need to do anything at all, and the original owner will be done with it.

It seems that the toxin in the original body was not caused by the two of them.

If so, there is no need to repeat yesterday's drama.

So who will it be?
Ye Fenghui closed his eyes, and thought over the people the original owner knew, but couldn't figure out who it was.

The original owner is usually very boring and dull, and almost always stays at home behind closed doors.

Who could have poisoned her for so many years?
Ye Feng couldn't think of the reason, so she simply abandoned it and had a good rest.

After a while, the carriage stopped.

The moment the carriage stopped, Ye Fenghui immediately opened his eyes, raised the curtain and looked out.

I saw the vermilion gate of Fuguo Duke's Mansion, occupying half of the street, with more than ten steps leading straight to a four-carriage-wide road, and two dragons and lions placed on both sides of the steps, showing majesty.

Although Emperor Zhaoning didn't want to see Ye Zhengting in his heart, he treated the Ye family very well on the surface.

The mansion given to Ye Zhengting occupies a whole Changchun Street, and the interior is even more luxurious.

Looking at the house alone, outsiders thought that Emperor Zhaoning and Ye Zhengting were virtuous emperors and ministers, a good story for a generation, but in fact, only Emperor Zhaoning knew how much he disliked Ye Zhengting.

The words "Gao Gao Zhen Zhu" have always been tabooed by those in high positions.

Ye Feng retracted the curtain, turned around and saw that Ye Zhengting had also opened his eyes, and stepped forward to help him get out of the carriage.

Ye Zhengting waved his hand.

"After such a day of tossing, you are also tired. Go back and rest. Grandpa will walk alone."

"Then I'll go back first."

Ye Feng saw that his brows and eyes were full of exhaustion, so he couldn't say anything, so he nodded, followed the memory of the original owner, and walked to the small courtyard where she lived.

In fact, Ye Zhengting is a good grandfather. Although he prefers Ye Fenghui, he is also very good to Ye Qingmeng.

Unexpectedly, the granddaughter who was brought up in the same way became like this.

Ye Fenghui could understand his anger and resentment, so he simply stopped wandering in front of him and returned to the small courtyard of the original owner.

Fuguo Duke's Mansion is not only the home of Shengtian Kingdom's important ministers, but also the head of several big families in Jinling City.

The Ye family has been established for thousands of years, with profound heritage and luxuriant sons and daughters. In the Ye family, the distinction between the son and the concubine is not so obvious, but the strength is quite important.

If the strength of the direct line is too poor, they will still be rejected, and no matter how poor the status of the concubine is, as long as the talent is high, they will still be admired by the stars.

In Ye's family, the highly talented and talented children would have their own separate courtyard, so as not to be disturbed by others while practicing.

Only Ye Fenghui, as a direct descendant and a 'trash', under Ye Zhengting's care, was able to allocate a small courtyard alone, and it was the Haitang Garden with the best location in the Fuguogong's mansion.

Haitang Court is close to the main courtyard, and its location is southward, protected by a spirit array, and the atmosphere of the earth is warm.

How many people were staring at the yard eagerly, but no one expected that it would fall into Ye Fenghui's hands.

For this reason, the Ye family had a lot of trouble with Ye Zhengting.

But Ye Zhengting clearly defended his weaknesses, and he had high strength and high status. He really wanted to protect him, and no one else could do anything about it. Ye Fenghui stayed in Haitang Garden.

"Is there anything to clean up?"

As soon as Ye Fenghui arrived at the gate of Haitang Garden, he heard a slightly harsh voice from inside.

"She is a good-for-nothing. It is her good fortune to get the chance to marry the third prince. She dares to go to the palace to sue the third prince. It is not certain whether she will come back alive! Even if she comes back alive, she is just a good-for-nothing. What future does she have?"

"Sister Lanzhi, don't say that, Miss usually treats us well..."

As soon as the sound fell, a soft and weak sound, like a mosquito buzzing, rang out in a low voice.

When Ye Feng heard these two voices, some memories popped up in his mind.

These two people are maids who serve her specially.

The one who spoke first was called Lanzhi, who was sent over by Ye Qingmeng's mother, her second aunt last year. This year, she was about the same size as the original owner, with a rather delicate appearance. .

However, the original owner was relatively slow in dealing with people, and she was sent by her second aunt, so she didn't control her very much, so that Lanzhi became more and more airy, and she looked like a young lady in front of her.

The other person who helped Ye Feng speak back was Lian Zhi, who had served her since she was a child. At that time, Ye Zhengting picked her because she was gentle and gentle, and she was more careful and able to serve others.

But in this world, gentleness is useless.

For example, now, Lanzhi's words are so harsh, Lian Zhi can only persuade her without pain.

Lanzhi didn't listen at all, and just snorted, "Treat us well? If she really treats us well, she should be honest, don't make so many moths, let us suffer accordingly! I see, her good life is today It's the end! If you lose the position of the third princess, she will be nothing!"

"Whether my good days are over, I don't know, but your good days are over today."

After Lanzhi finished speaking, she raised her chin tremblingly, and looked at Lianzhi without any fear, but before she finished speaking, a cold voice sounded behind her. Turning around, I saw Ye Feng returning that face.

Before he could react, Ye Fenghui kicked her in the abdomen, and sent her flying two or three meters away, hitting the crabapple tree in the yard heavily, splashing a lot of falling flowers.

"Miss, you are back!"

When Lian Zhi saw Ye Feng coming back, he immediately came up to him with a beaming smile.

"A maid, who insulted the master behind his back, who gave you the courage?" Ye Fenghui nodded to Lian Zhi, then turned to look at Lanzhi who was lying on the ground.

Lanzhi clutched her waist, her face was pale with pain, she heard the words, she was not convinced: "Miss, isn't what I'm telling the truth? I'm doing this for your own good!"

"Sister Lanzhi, please don't say a few words." Lian Zhi frowned, not liking Lanzhi's words.

Lanzhi didn't appreciate it at all, she glared at Lianzhi, and said angrily: "Well, what I'm telling is the truth! Who doesn't know that our young lady is a waste, there used to be such a good marriage with the third prince, but the young lady was born to be Make it like this! If you want me to say, the lady is too stupid!"

Ye Feng smiled back.

"Yes, you are smart. Did you, the smart one, predict in advance that you would have bad luck today?"

(End of this chapter)