Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 681: First come first served near water tower

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Feng Zhaolian has been living in the princess's mansion for a day and a night, and he has also been wearing her down for a day and a night. When she goes to bed at night, he sits at the door, chattering non-stop while taking pictures. No one can control the door panel.

Feng Yuheng didn't care. She couldn't sleep in the room, so she went to sleep in the space. Even when she came out early the next morning, she found that Feng Zhaolian was still very energetic, and she couldn't help but admire his perseverance.

The reason why Feng Zhaolian came to Mo Feng Yuheng was to ask for only one thing: "Take me into the palace on Yuexi to attend the palace banquet."

At that time, Feng Yuheng had just finished breakfast and was drinking tea. Feng Zhaolian was sitting next to her, looking pitiful and barely kowtowing.

Feng Yuheng was really helpless, and she had to patiently explain to the other party: "Although Qianzhou is dead, you are the legacy of the Qianzhou royal family...Hey, what do you think you should be called the legacy?"

"Left Pearl." Feng Zhaolian gave her an idea, "Left Pearl."

Huang Quan, who was waiting at the side, couldn't stand listening anymore and had to remind him: "Anyone who hasn't studied for a few days knows that the bead is used to describe women. His Royal Highness Prince Lian really thinks that he is a woman!"

Feng Zhaolian corrected her: "Look, I just said that Qianzhou has perished, so how can we still call him Lotus King? Remember, there is no Lotus King in this world, you can call me... Miss Lian ."

Huang Quan was speechless, rolled his eyes and stood behind Feng Yuheng, really not wanting to deal with this person anymore.

Feng Yuheng continued: "Anything is fine. What I mean is that you are the person left behind by Qian Zhou. If you go to Dashun's palace banquet openly, you won't be afraid of being discovered in the palace. Are you going to be arrested and beaten again?"

Huang Quan couldn't hold it back and added: "Hit it specifically on the face! I'll slap it on your face!"

Lian Wang trembled with fright, and subconsciously covered his face, murmuring: "Dashun is a civilized country, how can it do that kind of thing? Don't you have a saying that you can't slap someone in the face if you hit them?"

Feng Yuheng snorted: "That doesn't stop someone from being shameless."

Feng Zhaolian smiled and was not angry at all. She raised her **** and moved the chair towards Feng Yuheng. The two of them were close enough, and then he put his two paws on her arms. Continue to beg: "Hao Yaya, just promise me!"

"My name is Aheng."

"Okay, Aheng, just Aheng. Well, Aheng, just take me into the palace. I promise not to cause trouble, okay? How about I meet the emperor in advance? Say hello to him?"

Feng Yuheng was helpless: "Do you think the emperor said that he could meet you just by meeting him? Your status in the capital is very sensitive. If it weren't for His Highness the Ninth Prince and I, do you think you could enter this big city? Shun Kyoto? You can live your life honestly, why do you always want to hide in crowded places?"

Feng Zhaolian lowered her head and said coyly: "Don't I want to go to the palace for pilgrimage?"

"Which saint are you going to?" Feng Yuheng frowned, "Do you really want to see the Holy One?"

"Oh, it's not that saint! Ya... Ah Heng, you did it on purpose, right? You clearly know that what I want to see is your immortal seventh prince, but you always make some detours with me!"

Feng Yuheng was also angry, "I still remember when I was in Qianzhou, someone told me his story very seriously and successfully won my sympathy and promised to treat him! Why? ? Not cured? Why don’t you leave a good man to change your career and become a woman? Feng, I don’t care whether you are a man or a woman, but don’t worry about His Highness the Seventh! You will harm whoever you love, but Brother Seventh cannot!" After saying that, he rolled his eyes and remembered something, so he said again: "How about you consider my father? He is very interesting to you."

Woo!

Feng Zhaolian almost vomited, "That dad of yours? That's disgusting! No, no, no! Ah Heng, we are friends after all. Just because I helped you in Qianzhou, bring me with you." Can I enter the palace once? Just this time, the debt between us will be wiped out. You won’t owe me anything anymore, okay?" As he spoke, he deliberately put the broken little finger on the phoenix Yu Heng waved in front of his face.

Feng Yuheng had a big headache for a while. This guy must have done it on purpose. He knew that she would give in when she saw his amputated finger, so he deliberately came here to mess around. But she couldn't help it. Feng Zhaolian's broken finger that day was indeed a great shock to her. Now that she thinks about it, the scene is still vivid in her mind.

After a long while, she finally nodded, "That's all, I really owed you something in my previous life. Just go back and get ready. My palace chariot will pick you up personally on the eve of the lunar month."

Feng Zhaolian got Feng Yuheng's consent and jumped up happily. Then she didn't want to stay in the princess' mansion any longer. She clamored to go back and prepare clothes, and ran away like the wind.

Huang Quan watched the man run out without caring about his image, and couldn't help but worry: "Could he really have hooked up His Majesty the Seventh Prince?"

Feng Yu Heng stroked her forehead, "If that's true, even if I stun him with a needle, I still have to cure his illness."

Besides, Feng Zhaolian left the princess's palace, got on the carriage and rushed back. He had to go back quickly to prepare and find his most beautiful clothes. If His Highness Seventh Prince could get it, just Look at the day of the moon.

The carriage was speeding along the street market. Just as it turned into the alley of Lian Mansion, it passed by another carriage. Due to the speed of the car, the curtains of the two cars were swept up at once. Feng Zhaolian was not squinting and did not pay attention, but Feng Fendai who was sitting in the other car saw her clearly.

Dong Ying also saw Feng Zhaolian and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful!"

Feng Fendai had no way to refute this, so she could only nod her head: "It is indeed beautiful, even worse than Feng Chenyu back then. No, it is too much better." After a quick glance, Fendai had already made such a conclusion for Feng Zhaolian, but she suddenly remembered the scene when Wu Lisheng came to her door that day, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I don't know if it's because she was born too beautiful and took up all the essence, so that sister of hers became..." It’s really embarrassing to look like that and actually call your sister husband.”

Dong Ying also remembered something at this time, and quickly said to Fendai: "Miss, do you still remember the rumor that His Highness Seventh Prince was stopped by a stunning woman the day he returned to Beijing?"

Fendai nodded, "Of course I remember. It was spread all over the street. It was said that the woman was incredibly beautiful. If His Highness Seventh Prince was a fairy, the woman was a monster. Some even said that when the two of them stood together, it would be a monster. What a perfect match." As she spoke, she paused and suddenly realized: "Could that woman be the one just now? She lives next door to us?"

Dong Ying nodded, "I have inquired carefully and it is her."

"She falls in love with His Highness Seventh Prince?" Fendai suddenly laughed, "This is really a difficult task! How can an ordinary woman get someone like His Highness Seventh Prince?"

"Not necessarily." Dong Ying said: "How could that person be an ordinary woman with such beauty? Besides, she came back with the second young lady, so she might not know where she came from. Young lady, she fell in love with His Majesty the Seventh Prince. It's her business, but what this slave wants to say is another matter of hers, which is closely related to us."

"Huh?" Fendai was puzzled, "She has something closely related to us? But we don't recognize her."

"The fourth young lady doesn't recognize it, but the master does!" Dong Ying quickly told the story about Feng Jinyuan's commotion at the door of the house that day. As if it wasn't enough, she also told Feng Jinyuan in the county. I also told him what happened when he stopped Feng Zhaolian at the door of the main palace. After speaking, he added: "I heard this from the boy who was with the master, so the credibility should be very high."

Fendai's face turned green with anger when she heard this. She clenched her pink fists tightly and couldn't help but beat the carriage hard, saying angrily: "It's so shameless!"

While he was talking, the carriage had stopped. The driver outside opened the curtain and said inside: "Miss Fourth, we are here."

Fendai looked outside, and sure enough she had arrived in front of the Feng Mansion. Looking further forward, she saw a carriage parked at the door of the Lian Mansion, which was the one she had just passed by. The stunning woman came out of the carriage with the help of the servants, put her feet on the ground, and made a gesture of walking towards the house.

Fendai didn't know where the momentum came from, and suddenly shouted towards Lian Mansion: "Miss Lian! Wait a minute!"

This voice used great force, startling Dongying and the coachman next to her. Even Feng Zhaolian was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned around to look here, still quite puzzled. He pointed to his nose and asked: "Call me?"

Fendai jumped out of the car in a hurry, not even bothering to ask the maid to help her, and almost sprained her feet when she got out of the car. However, he quickly adjusted his body and hurriedly walked up to Feng Zhaolian and said with a warm face: "You are Miss Lian! It's better to hear once than to see once. The girl is really stunning."

Feng Zhaolian frowned, but soon relaxed. If this were the case in the past, if someone treated him like a woman to his face, he would definitely fall out. But now the situation is different. He no longer treats the disease. He only thinks about His Highness the Seventh Prince of Dashun, so he no longer objects to being called a girl. But... "Who are you?" Before his temper could change, he pulled his hand back and glared at Fendai and asked, "Who are you?"

At this time, Dongying also ran over. Although she didn't understand what her young lady was going to do, seeing Fendai smiling at this woman, she knew she must have something up her sleeve, so she quickly introduced: " Miss Lian, this is the fourth young lady of Feng Mansion, who lives next door to Lian Mansion."

"Oh." Feng Zhaolian remembered, "My name is... Feng Fendai."

"Do you recognize me?" Fendai looked surprised.

"I heard Ah Heng say it." Feng Zhaolian didn't have a good impression of Fendai and asked coldly: "Why did you stop me? If you have anything to say, just say it, I'm still busy."

Fendai was not even angry, an idea had already come to her mind. Isn't Feng Jinyuan now focused on trying to curry favor with Feng Yuheng again and no longer take her seriously? She wanted to see how Feng Jinyuan would feel if she made a friendship with this Miss Lian and could invite the people who lived next door to her house from time to time.

She pursed her lips and smiled, and whispered: "I heard that Miss Nichiren stopped His Highness Seventh Prince's carriage that day. Fendai admired her very much. Miss Lian didn't know something. The third lady in our house, Feng Xiangrong, had a relationship with His Highness Seventh Prince. There was a bit of friendship between the two, and they had some feelings for each other, but it's a pity that she doesn't have the courage like Miss Lian!"

As soon as these words came out, as expected, Feng Zhaolian's eyes immediately widened!