Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 902: It’s better to spread the sand that you can’t hold

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The letter was written by Feng Yuheng and sent to the Sixth Prince Xuan Tianfeng. Because it was written on the envelope that it was for Xiangrong, it was then forwarded to the embroidery shop.

The person who came to deliver the letter was Xuan Tianfeng's entourage. After he came in, he handed the letter to Xiangrong. He turned his head and saw Xuan Tianyi standing next to him. He couldn't help being surprised and asked in a daze: " Your Royal Highness, you must have escaped from the capital, right?"

Xuan Tianyi was so angry that he slapped the follower on the head: "Escape for what? Have you ever heard that people who are fleeing have to flee to a place like this to attract attention?"

"Then why are you here?" The attendant held his head and looked bitter, "Who doesn't know that you were punished and detained by the emperor, let alone the capital, you can't even leave the palace, how could you suddenly appear? Here?"

"My father asked me to come!" Xuan Tianyi said solemnly: "The third lady of the Feng family is my master. The master has run away. How can I, the disciple, not chase after me? Otherwise, who will teach me?" My craftsmanship? Don’t worry, just tell your Sixth Prince like this. If he doesn’t believe it, write a note to the capital and ask to see if Father nodded and asked me to come. Oh, by the way, remember to ask my Sixth Brother Come over here and see me, Fourth Brother is here, he should show something."

The young attendant Nuonuo nodded, and then asked Xiangrong: "Third Miss, is there anything important in the letter? If not, I will go back and report to His Highness. If there is, I will also report to His Highness. It’s easy to discuss and deal with it.”

It was a normal sentence at first, but when I looked at Xiangrong's expression, his whole face suddenly fell down and he looked sad. Xuan Tianyi and the little entourage were both puzzled and didn't understand what was going on. Xuan Tianyi was more happy when he saw it, and took the letter directly from Xiangrong's hand, then took a look and said to the attendant casually Said: "Oh, it's nothing, it's just a death. Feng Jinyuan is dead."

The little follower took a long time to react and couldn't help but be stunned. Feng Jinyuan, isn't that the father of Princess Ji'an and Miss Feng San! Although I heard that the relationship was not good, they were related by blood after all. They died suddenly. No wonder Miss Feng San looked like this. For a moment, he didn't know how to persuade her, either to leave or not to leave.

Xuan Tianyi relieved him and drove people to the door. While opening the door, he said: "I will tell the truth to your Sixth Highness when I get back so that he doesn't have to worry about this. I will be with you in everything." After saying that, he pushed the little follower out of the door and slammed the door of the shop shut.

In general, this letter is Feng Yuheng's funeral report to Feng Xiangrong. Feng Yuheng described the causes of death of Feng Jinyuan and Yao family, as well as the changes before their death, very fairly. However, He didn't express any of his opinions, but let Xiangrong think on her own, and it also depends on how much feelings she still has for that father.

After Xuan Tianyi sent away his little entourage, he silently returned to Xiangrong, and then silently dismissed the guards who followed him and the maid beside Xiangrong. It wasn't until they were the only two people left in the shop that he said, "If you feel uncomfortable, just cry. Your father should cry after he dies, even though your father is really not that good."

Feng Xiangrong also knew that Feng Jinyuan was not a good father, but he was still her father after all. She thought, she should cry, right? After brewing for a long time, I raised my hand to wipe my eyes, but found that not a single tear fell. She was helpless and said with a bitter look on her face: "I can't cry. Am I quite cold-blooded?"

Xuan Tianyi shook his head: "It was Feng Jinyuan who did this himself, how can I blame you. If you don't believe me, write to your second sister again and ask her if she shed any tears when Feng Jinyuan died."

Xiangrong smiled bitterly and said, "There must be nothing left. The relationship between the second sister and his father is more tense. The things his father did to the second sister simply don't deserve the second sister to call him father again. But he still has some points. Fortunately, he still had his second sister by his side before he died. Originally, he went to the southern border with Mrs. Yao and that Fu Ya before me. Even if he died, there wouldn't be anyone around to collect the body." Xiangrong said. , and read the letter again, "Second sister said that he repented before he died, but it was too late. If he had understood that earlier, the Feng family would not have lived like this. You don't know, In fact, the Feng family used to be quite good, but that kind of goodness was only before the second sister was sent to the northwest, and only when Mrs. Yao was the mistress of the Feng family. Later, the mistress was replaced by the Shen family, and everything changed."

She let out a long sigh, and countless emotions arose in her heart. For a time, all the memories about Feng Mansion came flooding back to her, forcing her to shed a few tears.

Xuan Tianyi is not very good at coaxing crying women. He vaguely remembers that Bu Nishang cried in front of him several times before. last sentence. But now that Xiangrong was crying, he couldn't help raising his arm, wiping her tears with his sleeves, and said very naturally: "Don't cry, it's all over. Things will be better in the future." Have the days passed?"

The way Xiangrong cried was different from that of Bu Nichang, who cried while acting coquettishly, and acted coquettishly while complaining at the same time. Xiang Rong just sat there, his body upright, silent, tears falling like beads, seemingly calm, but extremely heartbreaking.

Xuan Tianyi felt that he was really distressed, but he really didn't know how else to persuade him. After holding it in for a long time, he finally said: "How about I sing a song for you?"

Xiang Rong burst into laughter, and the sadness caused by Feng Jinyuan's death was diluted a lot. She sighed helplessly and said: "I'm not sad, it's just because of blood and family ties. The tears flowed out unconsciously. It's a natural reaction of the body and has little to do with my mood. But no matter what, I have to Thank you for preventing me from being alone when I learned that my father had passed away. That would be desolate!"

Xuan Tianyi then laughed again: "That's right! My little master should be happy. Feng Jinyuan didn't give you a good life when he was alive. What can he do to you if he doesn't die? What's the impact? The Feng family is like this. It's no different than being gone. In my opinion, it's better to bring your mother here. Didn't Feng Yuheng prepare a house for you? Take your mother over It would be great if we two live together!"

Only then did Xiangrong react, "That's right! My father is dead and my mother is a concubine. She is not included in the file or the family tree. Now she is naturally free." She finally got some motivation and thought about it. Regarding the matter of bringing An family to Ji'an County.

Seeing that she had regained her composure, Xuan Tianyi smiled and nodded, expressing satisfaction. Feng Jinyuan is dead? This was good, he had disliked the old thing early on, and thought that if the old immortal bullied his little master again, he would not mind sending him to the West. "You don't have to worry!" Xuan Tianyimei said to Xiangrong in a sweet voice, "I will send someone back to the capital early tomorrow morning to pick up Madam. Leave this matter to me!"

On this side of Xiangrong, there was a fourth prince who was living in chaos, and his life was bustling. On the other side of the capital, Feng Fendai also received a letter from Feng Yuheng from the southern border. Along with the letter, there was a porcelain jar containing Feng Jinyuan's ashes.

Feng Yuheng's letter to Fendai was even simpler. It only told some things about Feng Jinyuan's life and death in a straightforward manner. The other letter sent together was more affectionate. It was written by Feng Jinyuan to Fen Dai before he died. He had a drink with Xuan Tianming that night and gave it to Xuan Tianming, asking him to deliver it to Fen Dai.

The emotional letter in the letter allowed Fendai to see the situation clearly, to think more about the Feng family where she grew up, to care more about the family ties, and to stop going against her second sister. She even told Fendai that only by following her second sister can she live a good life and spend the rest of her life peacefully.

When Fendai read these two letters, there was no expression on her face, as if she was reading a letter from a stranger, which had nothing to do with her. The maid Dongying next to her asked: "Miss, what does the letter say?"

She then responded calmly: "It's nothing, just telling me that Feng Jinyuan is dead."

"What?" Dongying was shocked, "Master, he...is dead?"

"Yes." Fendai said calmly: "Don't make a fuss. Sooner or later, it will be weird if you just throw him such a toss and die. Humph!" She stood up and snorted coldly: "To seek refuge with the Eighth Prince? Go and help. A fake daughter? Fortunately, he can think of it and do it! Leave me alone, his biological daughter who is also the prince's true concubine, and take care of a fake daughter who has nothing to do with him. What is this kind of person still doing if he doesn't die? What do you want me to say? , he died too late, he should have died early to avoid tarnishing the reputation of Feng Mansion."

After saying that, he laughed twice in despair, and said mockingly: "Feng Mansion? Where is there such a thing as Feng Mansion now? I used to think this mansion was so small, and I felt useless when I first moved here. But looking at it now, it feels so big. I live alone in an empty place. Even if there are more servants, I can't bring back the prosperity of the Feng family. Dong Ying!" She called the maid next to her, "Tomorrow Just take the plaque off the door! This is no longer Feng Mansion."

"Then what should we replace it with?" Dongying was also a little sentimental. How could such a big family just break up like this?

Fendai couldn't think of what to put on it, so she just said: "Leave it empty for now, don't hang anything, wait until I think about it. Or just don't hang it in the future. Most people in Beijing know this house." Who lives here? I rarely interact with outsiders. There are basically no visitors other than regular customers. A plaque is optional."

Dong Ying wanted to persuade her a few more words, so she said: "What if the third lady or the second young master comes back in the future? And Aunt An, do you want to think about it again?"

"Them?" Fendai smiled bitterly, "They won't come back, don't worry! I'm the only one left here a long time ago. The Feng family has long since ceased to exist. Even if we set fire to this house, it won't matter. Someone will say a few words." She was a little absent-minded, stumbled to the yard, looked around, and suddenly burst into laughter. After a long while, he added: "I used to imagine that I was the only one in the Feng family, and everyone would surround me. One day I would trample all of them under my feet! Now, the Feng family is really all about me, but I didn't expect that I would be the only one in the Feng family. This is the situation. It turns out that gaining means losing. So if I want more, what will I lose?"

Her eyes were cold and squinted, and she suddenly rushed into the hall again, picked up the jar of Feng Jinyuan's ashes, and walked out. When she walked to the street, she actually lifted the jar high and threw it to the ground.

Suddenly a wind came and blew away the handful of ashes.

"I didn't keep him while I was alive, and I won't want him after I die! Raise him! From now on, it's all over!" Fendai did as Xuan Tianming said, and she raised Feng Jinyuan's ashes!