Feng Yuheng didn't ask any more questions and continued to close his eyes. On the surface, this matter was analyzed because the Feng family was afraid that the Nine Emperor Princes would find a back account and think of her fiancée, so they were in a hurry to take her home.

But think deeper...... She twisted her eyebrows, but she was afraid that things inside were not so simple.

It is very far from the northwest to the capital, and it takes at least twenty days to travel day and night. Feng Yuheng is not familiar with the landform of the Great Shun Dynasty, but he can still distinguish between the southeast and the northwest. After nearly five days or so, she felt that something was wrong, and she was heading north to the capital, but why did she suddenly turn south?

Yao and Feng Zirui were resting, and Grandma Sun was waiting beside her, afraid that she would be hot, so she slowly fanned the two of them.

Feng Yuheng was very relieved to Mama Sun, but the driver who was driving the car was not among her reassuring people. Especially the whips that whipped Xu in Xiping Village, it shows that this person is by no means a good person.

"Mama stayed in the car, and I went outside to take a breath." After saying hello to Grandma Sun, Feng Yuheng lifted the curtain and went out of the car, and sat down with the coachman.

The coachman didn't expect her to come out, so he was slightly stunned, and then greeted with an unnatural smile: "Second Miss." ”

This is the order of Fengfu, and there is a sister above her, Feng Shenyu, who was born to the Shen family who stepped on Yao's shoulder and jumped onto the throne of the head of the house. Now, that is the daughter of the Fengfu Mansion.

"It's been so hard for Abel to drive all the way." She leaned back, leaned back against the carriage, reached into her left sleeve with her right hand, and gently turned the phoenix birthmark a few times.

"Whatever the second lady says, this is the duty of the old slave." The coachman tugged at the reins, not paying attention to the yin monster in Feng Yuheng's tone, and the carriage drove faster.

Feng Yuheng pursed his lips, "The people in the Feng Mansion are really loyal servants. ”

"That's nature." The coachman laughed twice and ignored her. A twelve-year-old girl, it really doesn't make people suspicious.

However, many things often do not develop according to common sense, just like Feng Yuheng who is ignored by the coachman.

"It's a pity." She said faintly: "It's a pity that the loyal servants don't know the way, if we go on like this, we won't be able to get to the capital in this life." ”

"Huh?" The coachman became suspicious at this time, turned his head and glanced at Feng Yuheng, his originally honest face gradually showed distortion, and a fine light shot out of his eyes. "What do you say about the second miss?"

Feng Yuheng also looked at each other, looking at each other, the momentum of the twelve-year-old girl was not inferior to that of this strong man who was nearly forty years old.

"I said, this road is not the way to the capital at all."

The coachman's hand tightened again, "Where does the second lady think we're going?" ”

"How do I know?" She leaned back into the carriage, "If you want to do such a thing as killing people and killing people, you have to make sure that it is clean and neat, and you have to not be seen before you do it." There is no shortage of masters in the dignified Fengfu, and the fault is that they look down on our mother and daughter too much. She laughed self-deprecatingly as she spoke, "It's ironic to say that even when I die, that so-called father won't give me a better opponent." ”

"You ......" the coachman's face was fierce, and although it was an accident to be recognized, he still didn't think that a twelve-year-old girl could give birth to any demon moths. It's nothing more than a reckless effort, which really forced him to be anxious, and it's a big deal to do this car of people right now, and it's not a big deal.

He was the guard of the Feng family, and when he came, he received a secret order from Feng Jinyuan, the left minister, that the three of Yao's mother and daughter must not return to Beijing, and they were killed halfway.

As for the marriage contract with the Nine Emperor Princes, it was the royal betrothal to the concubine of the Feng Mansion. Now that the concubine is the eldest lady Feng Shenyu, this family has long had nothing to do with the Yao family.

The coachman sneered, and no longer hid it, he was just curious why a little girl was so sharp and sharp. "How did you find out?" He opened his mouth to ask, but he already had the dagger in his hand, and he could only make a move after Feng Yuheng finished answering the question.

Feng Yuheng also sneered, and the laughter sounded eerie.

"If you smoke Xu lightly, I may not doubt you."

"That's it?"

"Not only." She pointed to his hand, "The right hand has a thick callus on the tiger's mouth, which is obviously caused by holding a weapon for many years, and if you are in a car, the callus should be born on your index finger." ”

After saying this, without waiting for the coachman to make a move, Feng Yuheng made the first move. A palm-sized tranquilizer gun had already been summoned out of the space and shot out through the sleeve.

There was no process at all, and the coachman fell on his back. Feng Yuheng got up, snatched the dagger, and wiped it on the man's neck without looking. Blood splattered onto her sleeves and curtains, causing those inside to scream in unison.

Feng Yuheng pulled the reins, kicked the corpse out of the car, and then shouted: "Drive!" The front of the car turned, and it drove in the direction of the north.

Along the way, the four of them were fleeing for their lives and fled to the capital.

Feng Yuheng is now very much looking forward to seeing that Feng Mansion, and she wants to see what kind of face her father has such a vicious heart.

……

Twenty days later, the capital was in sight.

Feng Yuheng finally relented, and the feet of the Son of Heaven were relatively safe.

The carriage stopped outside the city gate, and Yao lifted the curtain and looked out, sighing.

Feng Yuheng patted the dust on her body and comforted her: "Mother, don't be afraid, when we return to the house in a while, we have to tell our father about the coachman, and let our father be our master." ”

Feng Zirui also clenched his little fists: "Father will definitely punish the bad guys severely!" ”

Mama Sun nodded, "If there is such a subordinate in the house, the master will definitely investigate thoroughly." ”

Yao waved his hand again and again, "You can't make trouble for your father as soon as you come back, it's a blessing that we can return home safely, and the coachman's business...... Let's just say that he fell to his death in the middle of the road, and don't mention the rest. ”

"If it's really the coachman's trouble, it's a blessing, but I'm afraid that it is the owner of the coachman who can't tolerate us." Feng Yuheng's words, in exchange for Yao's and Grandma Sun's eyebrows tightened at the same time.

In fact, everyone had a few guesses in their hearts, but no one said it as much as Feng Yuheng when he wanted to. Mama Sun is a subordinate, full of joy thinking that her master can live a good life from now on, although the Yao family no longer has too many extravagant hopes for Fengfu, but also looks forward to the future years of stability. The coachman's matter is a thorn in their hearts for several of them, saying that they are afraid of trouble and do not want to mention it again, but in fact they are just deceiving themselves.

"Mother, you remember, sometimes, patience is not calm for a while, and a step back may not necessarily open the sea and the sky." Feng Yuheng was worried that Yao's temperament would change, but he also knew that he couldn't rush now.

Right now...... She raised her eyes to look at the official road not far away, and saw that the crowd was gradually making noise, and in the direction from which they came, a procession was slowly marching towards the city gate surrounded by the people.

The people were obviously prepared, Feng Yuheng's carriage was soon crowded by the crowd, and a large number of people crowded from the city to the outside of the city with the sound of the triumphant horn, and automatically stood on both sides of the official road after encountering the team.

There are those who carry flowers and blues, those who carry eggs and grains, those who carry wine bowls, and those who hold children with tears in their eyes.

Some simply knelt down and kowtowed to the team.

Feng Yuheng looked into the team, but saw that behind the pioneer, a gorgeous chariot was heavily protected, surrounded by a navy blue curtain, and four soldiers stood in four corners, wearing heavy armor, holding long blades, with solemn faces.

The people kowtowed to the cart one after another, and she heard everyone saying: "The Nine Emperors won the battle, two years earlier than the time limit set by the emperor, and they are the god of war of our Dashun!" ”

"Nine Emperor Sons Chitose Chitose Chitose!"

Everyone knelt down, and for a while, Feng Yuheng's carriage was particularly abrupt.

But no one paid much attention to them, the Nine Emperor Princes returned triumphantly, and the people were busy cheering and singing, and the people kept handing the wine bowls to the soldiers.

But no one ever picked it up.

The people are also accustomed to it, but the military rules are strict. Feng Yuheng found that in this vast team, where could he see the joy of triumph, even the pioneer officer who walked in front was gloomy.

But it is a fact that the Nine Emperor Princes won the battle, and she has confirmed this matter many times along the way. Post stations all over the country are announcing this great event, and the good news is posted all over the streets.

Joy is not like joy, there must be a reason.

She looked back at the car, and her eyes took on more inquiry. Coincidentally, when the car passed by, a gust of wind blew and lifted the curtain of the car window.

In the curtain was a face wearing a golden mask, all covered by a mask, starting from under the nose and down to the forehead. Only a small hole has opened in the center of the eyebrows, and a faint purple can be seen.

Feng Yuheng subconsciously stood up on the carriage, staring straight at the curtain of the carriage on the opposite side being blown up and closed by the wind, blowing up and closing again. She put her hand to her heart and couldn't breathe well.

The three Yao family also got out of the carriage, and when they saw her like this, they just regarded it as a normal reaction to the big scene for the first time, so they didn't ask too much. But when Feng Yuheng's heart saw the purple, it suddenly set off a monstrous wave.

It's him!

She was sure that the man with the golden mask in the cart was the man she had seen in the mountains when she first came into the world. She couldn't forget the handsome face with the bewitching purple lotus, and she couldn't figure out why that person was wearing a mask.

"Is that person the Nine Emperors?" Feng Yuheng asked Yao.

"Ah Heng means the person sitting in the car?" Yao Shi also looked over, "Since it is to welcome the Nine Emperor Princes back to Beijing, it must be it." ”

Mama Sun had already knelt on the ground with the people, and kept kowtowing to the car.

Feng Yuheng's heart rose with thoughts, so she stood on the carriage and watched, always feeling that between the curtain of the carriage, the people inside seemed to glance at her, but they didn't see their eyes stay.

Maybe I don't remember. She laughed self-deprecatingly and sat down. Since he is the Nine Emperor Princes, he is a first-class nobleman of this feudal dynasty, how can he still remember a mountain child.

It's just that...... Why did his team see no joy even though they had won the battle?