The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

Old Master Feng knew that as long as the funeral was not held, there would be a greater chance of unforeseen changes, and he would be in a more passive position for another day.

Feng Yu, Feng Yu, this time, the Feng family owes you!

"Ah...what's going on?"

Just as Old Master Feng was thinking this, he heard one of the servants cry out in surprise. Everyone in the mourning hall looked at that person in unison, and following his gaze, they saw Feng Yu in the coffin. They were all shocked, and even Old Master Feng's pupils widened suddenly.

Inside the coffin, Feng Yu, who already looked miserable, was now bleeding continuously from his seven orifices.

"This..." The servant keeping vigil flickered his eyes. Clearly, this was also beyond his control. Logically speaking, Feng Yu had been dead for quite some time, so it was strange that he was bleeding from all seven orifices at this moment.

"He...he probably has a grudge!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, and everyone present turned pale with fright.

"Father..." Empress Feng had long lost her confidence. Even though she was an empress and used to grand occasions, she was at a loss at this moment. She could only look at Old Master Feng and completely regarded him as her pillar of support.

A grudge? Old Master Feng met Feng Yu's wide eyes, his hand, hidden beneath his sleeve, clenched into a tight fist. He didn't believe there was any grudge; someone must have tampered with things, which was why…

But who was the one who did it?

Old Master Feng's eyes narrowed, and several names flashed through his mind, but he was still uncertain. Emperor Mingde? The First Prince? Or...? Thinking of that person, a strange look flashed in Old Master Feng's eyes. He was thinking about something, but he did not continue to investigate.

Old Master Feng glanced at the servants in the mourning hall. Normally, he would not only threaten or intimidate them into keeping quiet about this matter, but he would also order someone to secretly kill them. However, the current situation was completely different from the past.

Since these are all the Emperor's men, even if he orders them not to tell anyone, they probably won't obey him! Not to mention, if he were to take their lives, he would likely be implicated if anything happened to these servants in this mansion!

Old Master Feng sighed deeply and waved to the servants, "Close the coffin! Report to the Emperor, the funeral will be held tomorrow."

As Old Master Feng spoke, he coughed heavily a few times, his back hunched over, and he seemed to age and weaken considerably in an instant. Everyone watched his actions, and several servants exchanged glances. Empress Feng reacted and followed Old Master Feng out. However, Feng Yu's appearance just now seemed to be imprinted in her mind, and she couldn't shake it off.

If he truly harbored resentment, then whom was he resenting? His father? Or her?

Empress Feng felt a sudden jolt. After leaving the mourning hall, without even saying goodbye to Old Master Feng, she led Han Yu and the palace maids and eunuchs who had come with her back towards the palace. Her hurried appearance made it seem as if she did not want to stay there for even a moment longer.

In her haste, she didn't notice that one of the palace maids who had come earlier was missing.

Meanwhile, that person was waiting for an opportunity inside the mansion. That person was none other than Yunxiu!

In the darkness, Yunxiu carefully hid behind the artificial hill, waiting for the night to fall and for the security in the mansion to be less tight. Finally, around midnight, when almost everyone had fallen asleep, Yunxiu slowly walked toward the room where Old Master Feng would be staying that night.

Everything seemed to be going even more smoothly than Yunxiu had imagined. When she reached the door, there was no one guarding it. Yunxiu tiptoed in and pushed the door open. The room was pitch black. Suddenly, she heard a heavy sigh coming from the bed. Yunxiu was startled and knelt down abruptly, whispering, "Grandpa!"

Old Master Feng was already on guard, and upon hearing the voice, he suddenly drew the sword hanging by the bedside and became extremely defensive. "Who is it?"

"Master, it's me, it's Yunxiu!" Yunxiu stepped forward excitedly, her voice tinged with a sob.

"Yunxiu?" Old Master Feng's brow gradually relaxed, as if he had confirmed that it really was Yunxiu's voice. However, there was still doubt in his eyes. "What are you doing here?"

Yunxiu was a woman he sent to the palace, intending for her to serve Emperor Mingde. However, after she arrived, he didn't hear much news about her. He secretly sent someone to inquire with the Empress, but her answer was ambiguous.

"Master, I heard that you have come to the capital, so I went to great lengths to follow you out of the palace. Master, Yunxiu..." Yunxiu seemed to have suffered all kinds of grievances, biting her lip tightly. Even in the darkness, one could imagine how pitiful this beautiful woman must look.

"Tell me what happened slowly." Old Master Feng had always valued Yunxiu highly. This woman was not only stunningly beautiful, but also as shrewd as Empress Feng. That's why he intentionally groomed her and brought her into the palace, hoping that Empress Feng would have another ally in the palace.

With Old Master Feng's permission, Yunxiu finally spoke, "Master, I am incompetent. I beg your forgiveness. I failed to complete the task you once assigned me. It's not that I didn't want to, but after arriving at the palace, I witnessed firsthand the cruelty of the power struggles within the inner palace. This place is so ruthless that it devours people without spitting out the bones. Even if I were to be shattered to pieces, there would be nothing I could do. But I... I ultimately do not want to let down the old master's kindness. I have always wanted to repay you, but now, I do not know how I can do so."

Yunxiu's words about open and covert struggles, though not explicitly stating anything, made Old Master Feng vaguely understand that Empress Feng probably hadn't followed his wishes. With the Empress's help, even in open and covert struggles, Yunxiu wouldn't be the one to be swallowed up!

"Don't rush. If you want to repay me, there will be plenty of opportunities." Old Master Feng's eyes darkened, and although his voice was low, it was exceptionally powerful, as if he were making a promise to Yunxiu, or telling himself something!

Yunxiu was a smart woman. Hearing what Old Master Feng said, she naturally understood what he meant. She was happy, but she didn't show it too much. She lowered her eyebrows and continued, "Old Master, just tell Yunxiu what you need. Yunxiu will do her best to do things according to your wishes."

"Excellent!" Old Master Feng nodded in satisfaction. This trip to the capital had been humiliating for both him and the Feng family, but he was determined not to let this situation last long. He would not only reclaim the Feng family's glory, but also make it even more glorious!

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a blade in the darkness.

"Master, I cannot stay here any longer. You were injured today, please take good care of yourself." Yunxiu glanced at the door and spoke softly.