Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife (Yang Shi Liu) 801

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“You mean to advise me to not give it up.” Fu Ya smiled bitterly, “But right now, take a look at the situation. If I don’t give it up, what can I do? You don’t know what sort of person that ninth prince is. I lived in the capital for a long time and know a bit. That person is extremely capricious, and he kills without batting an eye. He might be smiling at you one moment then raising his whip to kill you the next.” Although she said this, on the day that she met Xuan Tian Ming at the entrance of the residence, she had still taken note of the purple lotus on his face. This left even more of a mark on her, and she would occasionally think about it.

“But what of it?” Xiao Tao’er said: “The ninth prince has come, and he quickly took the first city, but as this servant sees it, that’s nothing much. Gu Shu is not a small country in the desert. It does not just have Sha Ping City. Aside from Sha Ping, they still have a number of other cities. The further in they get, the further into the desert they will go. The weather will also get hotter and hotter. This servant does not believe that His Highness the ninth prince’s army really is comprised of heavenly soldiers who fear nothing. Right now, speaking of any military action is too early. Most important is for them is to have everything remain steady, but on the battlefield, this steadiness is the hardest thing to come by. Mishaps could occur at any given moment. It’s possible that the ninth prince might just die someday. This servant heard that he had been severely injured in the Northwest. If it was not for Imperial Daughter Ji An, his legs would still be crippled. If it can happen once, it can happen again; moreover, there is also His Highness the eighth prince supporting from the back. This battle will not be so easy!”

With Xiao Tao’er providing this analysis, Fu Ya felt that it was indeed like this, but for some reason, when she heard Xiao Tao’er say “It’s possible that the ninth prince might just die someday,” she felt a bit unhappy. She did not hope that the person to die would be Xuan Tian Ming. If someone had to die, just let Feng Yu Heng die! Based on the ninth prince’s feelings for Feng Yu Heng, once Feng Yu Heng died, based on her own appearance, it was possible another path would open up.

Compared to the eighth prince, who had never thought of working for his own country, Fu Ya felt a bit more for the ninth prince, Xuan Tian Ming. When she had been brought from the North to the capital, she did not have these thoughts. Naturally, she did not think more about it. But later on, for some reason, she reached this position. In her heart, that feeling of being unreconciled began to pick up. If she had to choose this path, she would rather find an ending with the ninth prince…

Most of the citizens of Lan Zhou believed that Fu Ya was a fake imperial daughter. At the same time, word of the eighth prince’s actions in the capital somehow reached the South. Word spread that the eighth prince did not care about the lives of the people, and for the sake of going against Imperial Daughter Ji An, he destroyed Imperial Daughter Ji An’s jade mine. The lives of nearly 100 citizens were thrown out for nothing. The Emperor was furious and had already sent the Board of Punishments to investigate. The eighth prince was called into the Board of Punishments every day for tea. Even the matter of transporting military supplies was given to the second prince, Xuan Tian Ling.

Someone said: “It seems that the eighth prince is about to fall!”

These sorts of words reached the Feng residence. At this time, Feng Jin Yuan was sitting in the study with Fu Ya and talking about this matter. Fu Ya told Feng Jin Yuan: “Even if we endure, we can’t endure for long. Fang Ru Jiang has already closed Hundred Herb Hall and has already written that I am a fake imperial daughter and plastered it on the entrance of Hundred Herb Hall. Now, everyone knows that I am a fake. Just looking at how many people are cursing in front of the residence should make it clear.”

Feng Jin Yuan also knew about this. Stomping his foot, he helplessly said: “But what can be done about it? We currently do not have a way out! Could it be that we should return to the capital once more? It should be known that His Highness the eighth prince is currently in the capital. As long as we go back, that would mean being plotted against. If he wants to have us killed, it would be the same as stomping out some ants. Also…” Feng Jin Yuan advised Fu Ya: “Don’t think of fleeing. Don’t believe that it’s easy to hide someone in this large world. I will tell you that it’s not easy at all! Based on the eighth prince’s power, before you could even escape the South, he would have captured and brought back. When that time comes, you won’t even know how you died.”

“Then what should be done? We can’t just sit around like this doing nothing?” Fu Ya furrowed her brow and said: “Could it be that father is only thinking of the eighth prince’s path? Have you never thought about what would happen with Xuan Tian Ming if Feng Yu Heng died?”

Feng Jin Yuan froze, “Feng Yu Heng could die?” Over the years, ever since the three returned to the capital, he had not acted on this thought nor even thought about it. In his mind, Feng Yu Heng was a cockroach that could not be killed. If the ninth prince was a god of war, that daughter of his was a goddess of war. Her combat power was quite high!

Seeing Feng Jin Yuan become flustered, Fu Ya could not help but lightly snort: “In the end, she is your daughter. Even in such a situation, you don’t hope that she would die, right?”

“It’s not like that!” Feng Jin Yuan waved his hand in irritation, “A few years ago, I had hoped that she would die, but what was the end result? She lived better than anyone else.”

“That was in the past.” Fu Ya’s expression sank, “Now, it’s His Highness the eighth prince that hopes for her death. If His Highness the eighth prince really can send Feng Yu Heng to the afterlife, even if he ends up losing on the battlefield while supporting the enemy, we would not be without a way out.”

“Hm?” Feng Jin Yuan was stunned and had a bit of a bad feeling, “What do you mean?”

“My meaning is that if Feng Yu Heng dies, based on the ninth prince’s feelings for her, does father feel that my face will be completely worthless?”

“Nonsense!” Feng Jin Yuan finally understood, “It turned out that you took an interest in the ninth prince? I will advise you to give up on that idea as soon as possible! Not to mention the fact that the ninth prince is a person that is like a prince of hell, but even that Feng Yu Heng, there have been countless people that have hoped to see her die. This includes me, her father. I have even sent people to kill her, but the end result of that was she killed those people. Believe it, you have not experienced the glory of the previous Feng manor, nor have you personally seen how Feng Yu Heng tore up the Feng family from the foundation. You have not experienced what the Feng family has. That’s why you can say this sort of thing. I won’t blame you, but this is where I stand on this. If you want to live, you must not have those sorts of ideas!”

“Father!” Fu Ya stood up and paced around the room before saying, “Father, you’re working hard for someone else’s glory while giving up your own. Very well, daughter will not bring this up for now. I will just ask father, if it is as you said and we need to remain stuck to His Highness the eighth prince’s rope, what should we do now? Do tell, what should we do? Spending each day inside while afraid to go out, even Lord Ji, the prefect of Lan Zhou, has been locked inside his manor. Who else can we place our hope in?”

Feng Jin Yuan also knew the severity of the situation, and he could not help but frown while thinking. He then said: “Don’t panic. The servants in the residence should all have been sent by His Highness the eighth prince. Father will ask them if they have any way of communicating with His Highness the eighth prince. It would be best if they could send a letter to His Highness the eighth prince for us. His Highness will need to provide us with some instructions as to what to do.”

Fu Ya, however, was not optimistic. She did not say anything and silently left the study. Write a letter and wait for a reply. How long would that take? Given Lan Zhou’s current situation, could they afford to wait?

It seemed that she would need to think of a way for her own ideas…