The Return of the King: A Generation of Prodigies

"Did you know that your brother just had one of his eyes gouged out and was sent home?"

Wang closed her eyes, thinking that it was really God’s will to destroy the Feng family.

"Ah!" Feng Ying was not at home when Quan Zheng sent someone to deliver Feng Jie's eyes, so he only knew about this now.

Feng Ying swallowed his saliva. When he did this, his mind and eyes were filled with the wealth and glory that were within his reach, and the overwhelming power that was unparalleled.

Now that I have calmed down, I realize that I was really asking for death and did something that could destroy myself and my family.

"Mother, what should we do now?" Feng Ying looked at Wang in horror. He was a man without his own opinion, and now he didn't know what to do.

"It's fine that your old father only cares about relying on his illegitimate daughter, but why are you so shameless and trying to get close to her?"

"Other people don't know what she is, but don't her family know?"

"If you had a little bit of common sense, you wouldn't have done something like what you did today."

"How could a concubine like her, born into a prostitute family, be compared to the Empress who came from the Zhenbei Marquisate?"

"The Empress just didn't bother to compete with her before, but now that the Empress has begun to supervise the country, what can she use to compete with the Empress?"

"And that Prince Qing, do you really think he's a good guy?"

"He dragged you two into this just to use you as shields and send you to your deaths!"

"He has his own motives. If something happens, why would he care about the lives of you and your son, or the lives of my Feng family?"

Wang suddenly looked up, clamped Feng Ying's arms with both hands, and said sternly, "Feng Ying, do you want to live?"

"Mother, of course I want to live." Feng Ying said tremblingly as he looked at Wang, who was already a little crazy at this time.

"You know where that old man put those important things, and you also know what I'm talking about. Before it's too late, come with me, take those things, and go to the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion."

"Even if we can't save the Feng family by doing this, we should at least be able to leave a descendant for the Feng family and save the lives of Wen'er and Hai Ge."

Feng Ying hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to listen to her mother and do as she instructed.

The person who is most clear-headed and sees things most clearly in this family has always been his mother. Murdering the prince is tantamount to treason, which is a fatal crime.

Now it doesn’t matter whether he himself can survive or not. What matters is that his two children can survive.

Soon Feng Ying brought the letters exchanged between Feng Dafu and Prince Qing over the years, as well as some evidence of Feng Dafu's collusion with officials and illegal activities.

Wang took a quick look and then put the things in her arms. She looked at Feng Ying and said, "Ying'er, are you willing to go with mother?"

"Don't worry. If I can't save your life, I will accompany you to the underworld. Jie'er and I, the three of us, will be together in life and death. We will be a family in the next life."

"Mother, your son is willing to go with you." Feng Ying was now fully awake, and he knew very well what kind of person Prince Qing was.

Just as his mother said, Prince Qing did not achieve his goal this time. In order to protect himself, the first family to be sacrificed would probably be their Feng family.

His only chance now is at the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.

"Okay, let's go." Wang was also a decisive person. She would leave as soon as she said she would and would never delay.

When it was almost dawn, Li Muyang's fever subsided. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw Shen Xinghao sleeping on the side of the bed.

When Li Muyang saw Shen Xinghao, he was stunned for a while, and then he remembered that the man sleeping beside his bed was the man who saved him yesterday.

This person seems to be his mother's brother, and he should call him uncle.

When Li Muyang woke up, he still had no strength in his body. His body was sore and he was very sleepy. His throat was so dry that it was almost smoking.

Li Muyang didn't dare to wake up Shen Xinghao. He struggled to get up and pour some water to drink.

But he had no strength left in his body. He struggled a few times, but ended up failing.

Shen Xinghao had been in the army for many years and had already developed the habit of being vigilant. As soon as there was any movement from Li Muyang's side, he opened his eyes.

"What's wrong, little guy? What are you going to do?" Shen Xinghao opened his eyes and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Water." Li Muyang's throat was sore and it was difficult for him to speak.

"You want to drink water? Wait." Shen Xinghao stretched and stood up to pour water for Li Muyang.

Although it is summer now, Li Muyang is sick and cannot drink cold water, so Shen Xinghao carefully added some hot tea into the cold tea.

Shen Xinghao brought tea, picked up Li Muyang from the bed, held him in his arms, and carefully fed him water.

Li Muyang felt a little better after drinking the water. Because he was not familiar with Shen Xinghao, Li Muyang was very shy and kept his head down and did not dare to look at Shen Xinghao.

Shen Xinghao patted the little guy's head and said, "My name is Shen Xinghao. I'm your mother's third brother, and your third uncle."

"Well, hello, third uncle." Li Muyang lowered his head and said in a very low voice.

"Your mother said that when you go to the Zhenbei Marquis's residence to learn martial arts, she will let your third uncle teach you." Shen Xinghao extended his hand and said, "Let's get along well from now on."

"Well, okay." Li Muyang looked up at Shen Xinghao and held Shen Xinghao's big hand with his small hand.

This short period of contact brought the uncle and nephew closer together.

"Your mother stayed by your side all night and was very tired, so your third uncle let her go and rest."

"How about you? Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat? Can Third Uncle ask them to send some easy-to-digest porridge?"

Shen Xinghao looked at Li Muyang and put aside his dissatisfaction. His father was right. This child would become Jiaojiao's support in the future.

Since he is Jiaojiao's support, he is the child of their Zhenbei Marquis Mansion and his nephew. He should treat this child well.

"Yeah, okay." The high fever subsided and Li Muyang regained his appetite. He was indeed hungry now and wanted to eat.

Shen Xinghao ordered someone to bring some porridge and side dishes, and took care of Li Muyang while he drank the porridge.

Li Muyang drank a little of the porridge, and Shen Xinghao was afraid that he couldn't digest it, so he took him for a walk in the garden outside.

The garden before dawn is both quiet and lively, with unknown little insects chirping.

All of this was new to Li Muyang, something he could never experience in the palace.

Li Muyang looked at everything in front of him curiously. For him, this was a whole new world, and it gave him a different feeling.

Shen Xinghao accompanied Li Muyang and taught him to distinguish the calls of various insects. This was a new experience for Li Muyang, who had never received fatherly love.

So at the end of this experience trip, the relationship between Shen Xinghao and Li Muyang, the unfamiliar uncle and nephew, had become quite good.

Shen Tianjiao slept very uneasily that night. When she woke up in the morning, she felt sore and uncomfortable all over.

Chunchao gave Shen Tianjiao a massage to relieve her physical discomfort.

"Master, you should have a good rest today. Otherwise, if you get sick, it will be troublesome."

Chunchao looked at the listless Shen Tianjiao, feeling both distressed and worried.

Shen Tianjiao sighed. She wanted to have a good rest, but reality did not allow it. There were still many things waiting for her to do.

"I'm fine, Chunchao, bring me a rejuvenation pill later."

Shen Tianjiao comforted Chunchao with her words, but in fact she really felt that if she didn't take some tonic, she might not be able to hold on.

Chunchao opened his mouth, but finally swallowed what he wanted to say.

Shen Tianjiao is too busy now, and it is impossible for her to stop and rest. Especially now, if the Third Young Master’s matter is not resolved, there will definitely be chaos.

After taking a rejuvenation pill, Shen Tianjiao changed her clothes and prepared to return to the palace.

Before Shen Tianjiao had finished changing her clothes, someone came to report that the mother and son from the Feng family were waiting at the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.

This news surprised Shen Tianjiao. She couldn't understand why the mother and son from the Feng family appeared in the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion at this time.

Qiu Tong did not come back last night, and Shen Tianjiao still didn't know that the Feng family was under siege.

"Let's go back to the Marquis of Zhenbei's Mansion first." No matter why the mother and son of the Feng family appeared in the Marquis of Zhenbei's Mansion at this time, Shen Tianjiao had to go and see them.

"Don't tell the Third Young Master about this. Let him stay here and tell him that this is my intention."

Shen Tianjiao felt that it would be better for Shen Xinghao to stay out of this matter. After all, Shen Xinghao had just gouged out one of the other person's son's eyes not long ago.

"Let's go see how Mu'er is doing, and then we'll go back to Zhenbeihou."

Shen Tianjiao was worried about Li Muyang, but didn't want to see him at this time. She was afraid that the child would stick to her and she would not be able to leave.

"The Third Young Master has just sent someone to report back, saying that the young prince's fever has subsided, he has eaten, and is now playing with the Third Young Master."

Chunchao was so busy just now that he forgot about this matter.

"Oh!" These words surprised Shen Tianjiao again. She didn't expect that her third brother would have such a good relationship with her son so quickly.

Now she can do her thing without any worries.

At the Feng family, Feng Dafu was extremely anxious because his home was under siege. No one in the house could leave now, and no one knew what was happening outside.

Even if he had a daughter who was a favored imperial concubine, what could he do? He was too far away to care about her at the moment.

Feng Dafu, who was almost going crazy with anxiety, suddenly remembered that it had been half a day and he hadn't seen his wife who loved to nag and discipline him all day long.

"Where is the madam?" Feng Dafu was a man without a strong opinion, and Wang had always been his backbone.

Although he usually disliked Wang's strict control over him, Wang was the only one who could give him advice in critical moments.

"Madam, Madam should be in her yard." The housekeeper had been busy following Feng Dafu for most of the night, so how could he know where Wang had gone.

"Go, call the Madam over here, and call the eldest son as well. This worthless guy, with such a big thing happening at home, he can still sleep?"

Feng Dafu was now shocked, scared and angry. He had never experienced any major storms in his life, and the current situation was enough to scare him.

He now urgently needs Wang's advice and comfort so that he can calm down.

But Feng Dafu had no idea that his wife Wang and eldest son Feng Ying were no longer in the Feng family at this time. Instead, they took the evidence of his crime to the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, preparing to stab him in the back.

Wang is not only a person with strong opinions, but also a person with foresight.

As Feng Yuanyuan became increasingly favored in the palace, she did not become complacent like the other members of the Feng family, thinking that her success would bring prosperity to everyone else.

She knew Feng Yuanyuan too well. She was a brainless person. Besides using some dark and despicable means to harm others, she also used her beauty to seduce others.

Feng Yuanyuan's ability is limited to this, but she is a person who is too arrogant and does not know herself well, and thinks she can do anything.

The glory of the Feng family comes from Feng Yuanyuan, but the decline of the Feng family will also come from Feng Yuanyuan.

Wang, who was the only one who was sober, made preparations in advance to prevent the Feng family from being convicted because of Feng Yuanyuan one day.

She had someone dig a secret passage out of Feng Mansion early on, and she and Feng Ying left through that secret passage.

The housekeeper came to the courtyard where Wang lived, and was stopped by Nanny Zhang as soon as he explained his purpose.

"Please ask the chief steward to tell the master that the mistress has had a headache because she was worried about the young master and is in great pain now."

"We can't go to the front yard anymore. If we want to go, we have to wait until later, when Madam's headache gets better."

The housekeeper looked at Nanny Zhang and didn't dare to act rashly. It was true that Wang had a headache. Every time she had a headache, she was in excruciating pain and no matter how much medicine she took, it didn't work.

Since he failed to invite Wang's housekeeper, he had no choice but to go to the courtyard where Feng Ying lived. He had to invite one of these two people to the front yard, otherwise it would be quite scary if Feng Dafu got angry.

The housekeeper came to Feng Ying's yard and explained his purpose, but the reply he got was that Feng Ying did not come back last night.

The housekeeper was completely dumbfounded. He didn't know how to explain to Feng Dafu when he returned. He clearly remembered that Feng Ying came back last night. When did she go out again?

The butler sighed helplessly, lowered his head and went back to report.

Feng Dafu, who was waiting angrily, became even angrier when he saw that only the housekeeper came back.

"I told you to call for help, so why did you come back alone? Where is the person? Where did you take the person you called for me?"

The housekeeper lowered his head and said timidly, "The Madam has a headache and can't come right now. The eldest son, he didn't come back last night at all."

"What?" Feng Dafu angrily threw the cup in his hand and cursed, "A bunch of useless people!"