Chapter 200: Meeting in the Suburbs of Beijing

Qiu Bi rode a fast horse and went quickly to the Lin Mansion.

On the way, I met the Feng couple.

Out of courtesy, Qiu Bi could only dismount and say hello.

"Daddy and mommy are well."

"I have something urgent to do. Please excuse me for leaving now."

Just as she was about to leave, Feng Wendan stopped her.

"Bi'er, wait."

Qiu Bi stopped obediently, still looking impatient.

"What do you want, mother?"

"I really have something urgent to tell you, please tell me quickly, mother."

Feng Wendan followed her instructions and spoke a little faster, while gently stroking her back.

"Okay, I'll tell you quickly."

"He'er said that she did something wrong and blamed you and Lord Lin. Therefore, she went to her home in the suburbs of Beijing, cooked for you personally, and sincerely invited you to come over and have dinner together."

"Lord Lin has already gone there in her carriage."

"I heard from the servants in the East Courtyard that you haven't returned yet, so we went to Yuexi Mansion to pick you up and go to the suburbs of Beijing."

"Just now your father said that the time is almost up, and when you finish your work and come back, we might meet halfway. I didn't expect that he was right."

Qiu Bi heard the key point.

"Master Lin went to the outskirts of Beijing?"

Feng Wendan smiled and nodded.

"Yes, they set out an hour ago, so they must have arrived by now."

"He'er's cooking skills are excellent, would you like to try some too?"

Qiu Bi complained in her heart.

It's really frustrating. Why would he go to the suburbs of Beijing at this critical moment?!

"Dad and Mom, wait a moment. I will go back to Yuexi Mansion and ask the servants to prepare the carriage. We will quickly go to the outskirts of Beijing."

Feng Wendan nodded and did not forget to give instructions.

"Okay, if you have something urgent to do, just go ahead and do it. We'll wait for you here."

"Be careful when riding a horse. Pay attention to the road ahead and don't fall."

Qiu Bi responded while quickly getting on the horse.

"Okay, okay, got it."

Everything was ready, and the three of them headed for the outskirts of Beijing as quickly as possible.

Soon, we arrived at our home outside Beijing.

Qiu Bi supported Feng Wendan, quickened her pace, opened the door and walked in.

Feng Yan hurried to follow.

"Bi'er, what happened? Why are you so anxious?"

Feng Wendan turned to scold.

"Bi'er, it's inconvenient to speak directly, so don't ask me anymore. I'm getting annoyed by your asking all the way."

Feng Yan made an explanation.

"I'm just worried about my daughter."

After entering the door, Qiu Bi began to look for Lin Mu.

But after searching all the rooms, there was no sign of Lin Mu.

Finally, I saw Feng Yihe in the kitchen and asked her.

"What about others?"

Feng Yihe chuckled.

"What do you say?"

Qiu Bi didn't understand and started to guess.

"Did you go to the back hill?"

Seeing her so naive, Feng Yihe sneered with full of mockery.

"The second girl is really good at joking."

After laughing, she picked up the last dish, walked out of the kitchen and placed it on the dining table.

"I'm not a good cook, but this is just home cooked food, and it's barely tasty."

"The second young lady used to be a servant, so I guess she must be very skilled in this area, right?"

Qiu Bi became angry.

"I'm asking you, where did Master Lin go?!"

Feng Yan and his wife came over after hearing the noise.

"What's wrong, Bi'er, what happened?"

Feng Yihe pretended to be innocent and sobbed in grievance.

"I think the second girl dislikes my cooking skills, or doesn't want to forgive me."

"Father and mother know it. I really know I was wrong. Why is Second Miss speaking so harshly?"

Feng Wendan stepped forward to comfort her.

"He'er, be good. There's no rush to apologize."

Feng Yan followed suit and expressed his opinion.

"Yeah, how could Bi'er forgive you the moment you two met?"

"At least wait until you have finished your meal and sincerely apologize before she decides whether to forgive you or not."

Qiu Bi was too lazy to talk nonsense with her and just kept asking.

"Tell me quickly, where is Lord Lin?"

After asking this, Feng Wendan began to look around.

"Yes, it seems that Lord Lin has not been seen for a long time. Where has he gone?"

Feng Yan then made a guess.

"Did he go to the back hills?"

Feng Wendan immediately denied it.

"It's late at night, it's so dangerous, what's there to do?"

Feng Yan became confused.

"Then where did he go?"

After thinking it over carefully, Qiu Bi realized that she had fallen into a trap.

"Master Lin didn't come at all."

Mr. and Mrs. Feng Yan were both shocked.

"what?"

Feng Yihe stopped pretending, put away her sad expression, and gestured for someone to come in.

"Sit down and try my cooking."

Feng Yan frowned and looked serious, particularly solemn.

"He'er, what's going on? Master Lin really didn't come?"

"Then why did you say that you two should go ahead together, and he was already sitting in your carriage?"

Qiu Bi didn't say much, turned around and left in a hurry. As soon as she reached the door, she was stopped by two guards with swords.

Looking around, she saw that there were ambushes on all sides and archers were ready to attack. As long as she walked out of the house, she would be dead.

With no other options, Qiu Bi could only return to Feng Yihe.

"What is your purpose in kidnapping the princess? What do you want to do to her?"

Feng Yan was shocked when he heard this.

"The princess...was kidnapped by He'er?"

Feng Wendan realized it later and felt that danger was lurking everywhere. Tears filled his eyes and he was filled with disbelief.

"He'er, you clearly said that you wanted to apologize and asked us to help you make peace... but it turned out to be a scheme?"

"How could you be such a person?"

Feng Yihe sat down leisurely, picked up a spoon and started playing with it.

"What did I do?"

"What kind of person am I?"

"Do you know what crime one should be punished for forspeaking against an official appointed by the imperial court?"

Qiu Bi roared angrily.

"Let me out!"

"I want to go find Master Lin!"

Feng Yihe's eyes dimmed and turned sharp.

"Master Lin is mine. Why are you pestering me? You are shameless."

"Father once said that if he really couldn't find you, he would let me fulfill the marriage contract on his behalf. By then, if father and mother haven't returned to the capital yet, they will officially honor me as the legitimate daughter of the Gao family."

"Everything was going smoothly, but you just went back home!"

"The Gao family doesn't welcome you at all, and your father and mother have no feelings for you, so why are you coming back here with such a flattering face?"

"Why do you have to snatch my man? Can't you stand the loneliness?"

Feng Wendan couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

"He'er, what are you talking about?"

"Bi'er is the legitimate daughter of the Gao family. Everything you are famous for originally belongs to her!"

Feng Yan was furious and gave the order.

"He'er, stop making trouble. Remove the people outside immediately and let Bi'er out."

Feng Yihe stopped playing with her hands, looked relaxed, and took a sip of the soup.

"Daddy and mom are so kind, don't forget that I am your daughter."

"She took away everything when she returned home, but she took away your favor as well?"

"How can you turn to outsiders and not help me?"

Mr. and Mrs. Feng Yan were speechless for a moment.

"I……"

Qiu Bi protected them.

"Why target Daddy and Mommy?"

"If you have any problem, just come to me."

Feng Yihe glanced casually and gestured for pen and ink.

"Then write the letter. When Lord Lin receives it, he will come to rescue you."

As he said this, he did not forget to mock.

"Can a servant learn to read?"

"Even if you didn't learn it specifically, you must have learned it by doing it when you were writing for your master, right?"

Qiu Bi ignored him, spread out paper and picked up a pen, and wrote a letter for help according to Feng Yihe's request.

Then, all three of them were knocked unconscious by the guards.