Chapter 93 [93] Is this the bastard you and the wild man had?

Chapter 93 [93] Is this the bastard you and the wild man had?

"Miss, are there so many ways to cook fish?"

Lian Qiao swallowed her saliva again and again, looking at Feng Lingyan with her round eyes, looking cute and adorable.

"Of course, I will teach you how to make it in the future, so that I, your lady, can just move my lips and enjoy the delicious food."

Feng Lingyan joked, but she didn't expect that a gourmet master would be born from this.

"Okay, okay, Miss, you just need to tell me how to do it and how to control the heat. I will do it a few more times and it should be fine."

Lian Qiao's eyes smiled into crescents. She could finally help the young lady with what she could.

"That's a good idea, but I'll cook it for you tonight."

"Qingyun, go get someone to prepare the ingredients. Here is the ingredient list."

Feng Lingyan was worried about Feng Xiaotian, but all she could do was wait for the people from Yunxiao Palace to find out who was so insidious to take away her grandfather's soul and spirit, and to watch over Feng Xiaotian to prevent him from being harmed while he was in a coma.

Qingyun appeared quickly, took the list of ingredients that Feng Lingyan handed to him, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Feng Lian, lying on the ground in unbearable pain, felt as if his internal organs were displaced. The humiliation in his heart made him hate Feng Lingyan extremely, especially this cheap girl Feng Lingyan, who actually allowed someone to take his precious daughter's Yellow River carp specially prepared for His Royal Highness Prince Chen with a clear conscience. What right did she have?
How dare she, such a cheap girl?

"Housekeeper, send Second Uncle back to his courtyard and have the palace doctor check him out. Just make sure he's not dead."

"Cleaning up the house and stuff, wait until grandpa wakes up and let him come in person." Feng Lingyan didn't want to see Feng Lian's face, which would affect her appetite. Seeing the housekeeper's uneasy and hesitant look, she didn't give him a chance.

The housekeeper wiped his sweat and said quickly, "Miss San is right. I will have someone send the Second Master back to his courtyard."

The housekeeper was extremely conflicted. The Second Master was so bold that he made things difficult for the disciple in front of the Palace Master of Yunxiao Palace. What was he thinking?

Feng Lian, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was almost suffocated by the anger. Feeling Gong Yanchen's powerful aura, he could only hold his breath back, which really made him feel frustrated.

Oh my God, if there is a chance, Feng Lian will make Feng Lingyan live a life worse than death!

An orphan who lost her parents dared to rely on outsiders to humiliate her blood relatives like this. It would not be excessive to torture her to death.

On the other side, Feng Xun finally rushed back to Shengjing and went straight to Feng Lingyun's courtyard. He was determined to pry open Madam Feng's mouth and ask her who she was handing their daughter over to and where she was going to take her!

Therefore, when Feng Xun returned with an angry face, went back to Feng Lingyun's courtyard, grabbed Madam Feng, and started beating and kicking her without saying a word, the Queen and the Crown Prince became suspicious and tried to stop him together.

"Minister Feng, what are you doing? Don't forget that Yun'er's grandfather is staying in the outer courtyard. You are not a manly person to treat your wife like this."

The queen was secretly happy. She loved seeing Shangguan Qingwan in trouble. Who made her use the secret letter to blackmail her for so many years?
The prince frowned and his face darkened: "Father-in-law, if you humiliate my mother-in-law like this, it will damage Yun'er's reputation if it gets out."

"If you have anything to say, just talk it out. Why are you being so aggressive?"

Gong Yixuan didn't want to plead for Madam Feng, he just didn't want the Feng family's affairs to affect his wedding with Feng Lingyun.

"To the Queen and the Crown Prince, this bitch actually had Feng Lingxue taken away!" "I just want to ask where she sent Feng Lingxue, and why someone chased me and almost killed me at the bottom of the cliff!"

Feng Xun was still frightened when he thought of the dangerous scene just now, and he felt even more guilty towards Feng Lingyan.

The situation was so dangerous at that time. If Feng Lingyan hadn't appeared to save him, he would have died without a doubt.

"What? Feng Lingxue was taken away? Who was it? Shangguan Qingwan, you were so anxious to send Feng Lingxue away, could it be that Feng Lingxue is not Minister Feng's flesh and blood?"

The queen's face changed as she thought of something. She suddenly felt that she had missed the best opportunity and let Feng Lingyun lose the chance to have a natural spiritual root. She felt very regretful.

The prince looked at his mother in shock, his mouth open in astonishment. How could this be possible?
Feng Xun's face was gloomy. He grabbed Shangguan Qingwan's hair and looked at her with hatred in his eyes: "Tell me! Is Feng Lingxue the illegitimate child of you and that wild man?"

"Shangguan Qingwan, you bitch! You have been favoring Feng Lingxue for so many years. Could it be that before you married me, you were fooling around with other men and got pregnant with that bastard?"

As Feng Xun's mind was wide open, he imagined the truth in his head, and instantly murderous intent burst out. He grabbed Shangguan Qingwan's neck with his big hands, and his eyes were ferocious.

Shangguan Qingwan struggled, her face full of pain. She used both hands to pry open Feng Xun's big hands so that she could breathe normally: "No, husband, it's not what you think. Queen, how can you speculate about me so maliciously?"

"I just asked someone to send Xue'er to Shuiyue Temple. As for why Xue'er was taken away, was it because she had a spiritual root and was kidnapped by someone with ulterior motives, rather than taken away?"

"How could you do this to me? Xue'er was born to me at full term. My husband, how could you not trust me?"

"Since you doubt me so much, why not kill me? I am willing to die to prove my innocence!"

Shangguan Qingwan took advantage of the moment when Feng Xun was loose, pulled out the golden hairpin on her head, and stabbed herself in the neck with it.

Feng Xun cared about their years of relationship as husband and wife. Looking at the despair and disappointment in Shangguan Qingwan's eyes, he was unsure what the matter was. Indeed, Feng Lingxue possessed a natural spiritual root. For a man, practicing dual cultivation with her would improve his cultivation. Without the protection of the Feng family, her situation would be very dangerous indeed.

Could it be that he is overthinking?
"Mother-in-law, you can't do that!" Crown Prince Gong Yixuan quickly dodged, grabbed Shangguan Qingwan's hand, and knocked the gold hairpin in her hand to the ground. When he looked at Feng Xun and the Queen, his eyes were full of disappointment.

"Mother, father-in-law, the current situation is very unfavorable to us."

"Have you ever thought about how much of an impact this incident will have on Yun'er?"

"The Emperor doesn't know that the Crown Princess is going to be replaced. If there is any more trouble before this matter is resolved, the Emperor will be furious and none of us will be able to stay out of it."

Gong Yixuan finally used his brain for once. He analyzed the pros and cons of the matter, his eyes full of disappointment.

The Queen was stunned for a moment, rubbing her nose awkwardly, and looked at Feng Xun and Shangguan Qingwan, her eyes full of guilt: "Minister Feng, Qingwan, I just said the wrong thing. I apologize to you, but Feng Lingxue has a natural spiritual root, please don't waste it and let others get it for free."

"How about we secretly send more people to look for Feng Lingxue, and after finding her, bring her back to Shengjing and deal with her secretly?"

The queen didn't care about Feng Lingxue's life or death at all. She only coveted Feng Lingxue's spiritual roots.

(End of this chapter)