Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 550: Hibiscus flowers on white handkerchief

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Mrs. Lu finally believed Feng Yuheng’s words now, because she saw helplessly the woman who was obviously an inferior singer at the door of the elegant chamber was entangled with a man, and there was a woman who looked like a young woman inside who said something. As soon as Feng Yuheng arrived, she immediately dragged the young woman to the elegant room next door. At the same time, she heard Feng Yuheng's voice shouting: "Master, don't hit the young lady. I will take the young lady away now." Master, please don’t be angry."

Mrs. Lu suddenly felt that it was not only herself who was being embarrassed on the boat tonight, but also the young master of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. He was such a good woman that he wouldn't even let the inferior singers go. Speaking of which, he was not as good as her men. taste. After thinking about it, he didn't want to stay on the deck any longer, so he stood up, patted his **** and returned to his cabin.

As for Feng Yuheng, Wangchuan was inexplicably dragged to the next door by Feng Yuheng, Yuan Fei was also scolded by Feng Yuheng inexplicably, and even Qing Le who knocked on Yuan Fei's door , the moment he saw Feng Yuheng, there was a sparkle in his eyes.

The farce started suddenly and ended very quickly. Feng Yuheng took Wangchuan back to the cabin where she and Huang Quan were. Although Yuan Fei thought it was strange, his reaction was quick. He knew that since Feng Yuheng said this , he must have the intention of saying this, so he pulled Qing Le into his arms, returned to the cabin, and closed the door.

Someone who was not asleep seemed to have heard the movement on the other side, but when they leaned out to take a look, the doors of the two cabins were already closed, and there was no more sound.

Qing Le stayed in Yuan Fei's room for less than half an hour, and then, under Yuan Fei's escort, he unknowingly exchanged places with Huang Quan and Wang Chuan. Qing Le finally entered the elegant compartment where Feng Yuheng was. When she looked up, she saw Feng Yuheng sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding a heater in her hand, and smilingly greeting her: "Hi!"

Qing Le was startled and lost consciousness for a moment. It seems that her memory has returned to the past, when she was still a high-ranking princess. Although her father was a prince with a different surname, even if her status was not as high as that of Xuan Tiange, she was still much nobler than most of the famous ladies in the capital. She was so prosperous at that time, ruling the house, with so many servants hanging around her, and so many men looking at her longingly, but they couldn't even say a word.

But what now? She was disgraced and became the worst singer. Even beggars on the street could get on her bed as long as they could afford it.

Qing Le smiled bitterly, she should hate Feng Yuheng, but there were so many things that she couldn't remember clearly. She was like a walking corpse all day long, and even she had no strength to hate.

She took a few steps forward, sat on the chair next to her, and said to Feng Yuheng: "When I saw Huang Quan, I knew that you were probably also on this boat. I didn't expect it to be true."

Feng Yuheng looked at Qing Le, and her thoughts wandered between the past and the present for a while, but they were not as emotional as Qing Le's. She just couldn't figure out how much King Ding'an had ruined his family to such an extent that Qing Le would fall to this point? It is said that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. After all, he is a prince. Even if his throne is reduced, he should not be in such a miserable state.

"Are you interested in coming to see me?" Feng Yuheng asked her, "Princess Qingle, long time no see."

Qing Le was startled. The words "former princess" sounded like great irony to her ears. She knew that Feng Yuheng had never been an easy person to mess with. She had fought with him before, and she did so again and again unwillingly. , and even joined forces with Feng Chenyu, but they still couldn't defeat them. After more than a year of training, Feng Yuheng's smooth talk seems to be better than before.

"Yes." Qing Le sighed softly, "I wanted to see you on purpose. Feng Yuheng, can you...save me out?" She spoke in a low voice, but her eyes were shining. Everyone could see that Qing Le was filled with hope at this moment.

Feng Yuheng did not express her position. She just looked at Qing Le with an inquisitive look in her eyes.

Qing Le gritted his teeth and said: "I know you are very capable. If you can rescue me, I will tell you a secret."

Feng Yuheng frowned, "A deal? I hate making such threatening deals. Qingle, you and I are enemies. We chose the wrong person."

Qing Le suddenly stood up, her anger rising, and she was a little out of breath. She pointed at Feng Yuheng and said: "Dignified Lord Ji'an County, you sneaked out, aren't you afraid of being discovered? If I tell your identity and If you reveal your whereabouts, I believe many people will be happy to buy the news."

Feng Yuheng laughed, "What am I afraid of? If you have this idea, I can guarantee that you will be silenced before you even open your mouth. A little singer, even if she dies, no one will trace her. .Also, maybe you have heard that I was made the county lord, but you don’t know that the era of the county lord has passed. I am now the princess of Ji’an.” She smiled and said: “By the way, you I have also been a princess, but I am a princess different from you. I am a princess with a fief. You have never experienced such a thing as a fief, have you?"

Feng Yuheng's words were heartbreaking for Qingle. Her legs were shaking a little while she was standing. She finally couldn't bear it anymore and sat back, but she said helplessly: "I have never been able to compete with you. I’ve never won. That’s all, Feng Yuheng, you don’t need to save me. For the sake of us being Dashun people, let me tell you something.”

As Qing Le spoke, a look of sadness appeared on his face, and he even reached out to touch the cloth on his head. She told Feng Yuheng: "The man who brought us inferior singers came from the northern border. He is not a big shot in any country, but every month, people come to him, and they don't want any property. I don’t want anyone, I just want to listen to him talk about his experiences in the Central Plains. But you know, those who work in this industry have no fixed residence. Today they wander to this state, and tomorrow they may go to another county, and there are people like this in Pengjiang. I don’t know how many times I have walked through the waterway. The more places I travel, the more people I see, and the more things I hear. His mission is to find out information in various places where fish and dragons are mixed. For people from the northern border, It is enough to say that one useful sentence out of a hundred is enough. And what I said was a secret I heard a month ago."

Qing Le stood up again, moved two steps towards Feng Yuheng's bed, half-bent her body, and leaned forward. The two looked at each other directly, as if they were competing. They stared at each other for half a stick of incense, and finally Qing Le was the first to lose.

But the moment she straightened up and stepped back, Feng Yuheng was surprised to see a trace of turbidity in Qing Le's eyes. The turbidity obscured the light in her eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it actually made her whole body They all seemed less clever.

"I can't tell you, why should I tell you?" Qing Le tilted her head and looked at Feng Yuheng, the turbidity in her eyes was still there, but she seemed to be trying her best to fight against the turbidity, struggling to say the last word He said: "Feng Yuheng, I owe everything to you today. With our relationship like this, why do you expect me to tell you such important things? Haha!" Qingle suddenly laughed and swayed. Then she tried her best to maintain her balance and said: "Feng Yuheng, Feng Yuheng, go north. If you go, you won't be able to come back!" As she spoke, she reached out to pinch her handkerchief and casually He wiped a handful on his face and threw it forward.

The veil was too light and fell to the ground. Qingle's laughter became even louder.

Huang Quan barged in from outside, frowned and looked at Qing Le for a while, then saw Feng Yuheng waving her hand and saying to Huang Quan: "Then her money will be considered as our young master's prostitution, and then send it back."

Huang Quan nodded, grabbed Qing Le and left without saying a word, but Feng Yuheng got off the ground and picked up the handkerchief.

It was a white veil with a small pile of white flowers in the lower left corner, which was so elegant and beautiful. Feng Yuheng didn't know much about things like flowers, so she put the handkerchief on the table casually, but she kept thinking about what Qing Le said.

It's not that she wasn't curious about what Qing Le didn't say, but if those words came out of Qing Le's mouth, she didn't know whether to believe it or not. Just like Qing Le said, with this kind of relationship between the two of them, what else can they expect from each other?

Huang Quan came back soon and told Feng Yuheng: "I gave you five taels of silver. Five taels for this inferior singer is already a lot. It is estimated to be enough for her to receive guests at least five times."

Feng Yu Heng touches the forehead, it’s so cheap!

"What is this?" Huang Quan saw the handkerchief on the table, picked it up and looked at it for a while, and then said: "This hibiscus flower embroidery is quite beautiful."

"What flower?" Feng Yuheng suddenly turned around and asked Huang Quan: "What kind of flower do you think this is embroidered on?"

Huang Quan told her: "Hibiscus flower."

Feng Yuheng stared at the handkerchief and suddenly understood what Qing Le wanted to tell her. The white handkerchief was embroidered with hibiscus flowers, hibiscus flowers... "White hibiscus." She knocked her head, always a little unwilling to come to this conclusion. When she left the camp, she joked to Xuan Tianming. She told him to stay away from Bai Furong, but she didn't expect that her words didn't make sense.

"What happened to Miss Bai's family?" Huang Quan was puzzled.

Feng Yuheng waved her hand, this matter was a bit sudden, and she had not yet reacted. But when Wangchuan went to find Xiangrong, Xiangrong accidentally injured her foot, and then came to the camp in Bai Furong's place. In fact, as early as that time, she had a vague feeling that something was wrong. But she didn't deliberately think too much about it. After all, she thought she could still trust Bai Furong.

"Miss, do you want to deal with Qing Le? What if she goes out and talks nonsense..."

"No need." Feng Yuheng shook his head, thinking of the turbidity in Qing Le's eyes before leaving. "Qing Le has gone crazy. Who would believe a lunatic's words?"

That's what he said, but a lunatic, when his nerves were about to collapse, fought with all his strength against the turbidity, and finally left her this veil... "Qingle." Feng Yuheng sighed. , "That's all, Xuan Tianming sent a letter to Qingzhou before we left. There will be someone to take care of him when we get off the ship. Go and tell the person who takes care of him and ask them to find a way to rescue Qing Le and find a doctor to help him. Look, let’s have a good time.”

Huang Quan didn’t know why Feng Yuheng suddenly wanted to help Qing Le again, but she couldn’t care about it at this time. She asked Feng Yuheng anxiously: “Miss, the plan you mentioned before must be implemented like this. ?"