Chapter 222 Mother I'm Sorry
The servants quickly prepared the carriage, and Feng Yihe left the house through the side door, and met Lin Mu's mother, Wen Qiang.
Wen Qiang quickly got off the carriage, took a few steps forward, and bowed.
"How is Lord Feng? I came to visit you specially."
Feng Yihe smiled and nodded.
"Mrs. Lin, what is the purpose of your visit?"
Wen Qiang's expression was filled with worry and anxiety.
"It's like this. A few days ago, Mu'er left a letter in a hurry, saying that he was going to save his sister He."
"I thought I would be able to return home soon, but I never thought I would be gone for so many days."
When she heard the three words "Sister He", Feng Yihe lowered her eyes shyly and listened patiently.
Wen Qiang didn't pay attention to her expression, she was just worried about her son and described it quickly.
"Mu'er is not good at fighting, unlike the guard Gao. The master and I are afraid that he will not only fail to save people, but also himself. So we went to many places to find out where he is, but we got nothing."
"Lord Feng knows that my master works as a pharmacist in the Imperial Hospital. He is a fifth-rank official, which may be considered a high position in the local areas, but he has no say in the imperial court."
"I really have no other choice but to bother your family. Since Mr. Gao is in danger, I have to ask the people in the Gao Mansion."
"Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention that the person Sister He was referring to was Lord Gao, the Secret Attendant."
Feng Yihe's shame was gone and she was shocked.
"what?"
Wen Qiang smiled awkwardly.
"It's not polite to address him in private. I'm sorry to make you laugh, Lord Feng."
Feng Yihe's eyes widened and trembled slightly. He pulled the corners of his mouth, trying to remain polite, but he couldn't muster even a smile.
"He said he was going to save the second girl?"
Wen Qiang nodded and handed over her son's letter.
"Well, he left a note and left. The handwriting was sloppy, showing how anxious he was."
"Excuse me, what happened to Master Gao?"
Feng Yihe took the note and read it in disbelief.
A place deep in her heart gradually broke, and she felt a trace of heartache, and her eyes were filled with coldness.
"Don't worry, ma'am, everything is fine."
"It is inconvenient to say more about the affairs of the court. I have not participated in them and know very little."
"But I guess Brother Mu will be back soon, so please go back home and wait for a while, Madam."
Wen Qiang smiled contentedly.
"That's great, thank you, Master Feng."
Feng Yihe responded with a wry smile.
"You're welcome, madam."
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Wen Qiang said politely and turned to leave.
"Master Feng, take care."
Out of respect for the elder, Feng Yihe watched them leave for a while, then got on the carriage.
Jian Ying felt that the situation was not good, and she advised in a panic.
"Don't be impulsive, girl. If something happens to the second young lady, the Gao and Lin families will not let it go..."
Feng Yihe glared at him.
"What do you mean?"
"Did I ever say anything about what I wanted to do? How dare you speculate on the master's mind? Slap me in the face!"
Jian Ying lowered her head and slapped herself on the face.
"I know I was wrong, please calm down, madam."
Feng Yihe ordered the coachman angrily.
"Western Suburbs Eucalyptus Forest!"
The carriage sped along and soon stopped near a thatched cottage in a eucalyptus forest in the western suburbs.
On the way, Feng Yihe randomly found a few men, told them to do some work, and gave them some money.
The pain in her back still persisted, and Feng Yihe limped towards the hut. Just as she was about to enter, she was stopped by Jian Ying.
"Girl, just play for a while and then go back, okay?"
"The strategy that Lord Ning left behind is only enough to deal with Lord Lin for a few days. It is estimated that Lord Lin will rush out of the battle soon. If he catches us, I am afraid it will be difficult to escape the crime."
The flames in Feng Yihe's eyes seemed to be enough to devour everything.
"how?"
"Do you think that Lord Ning is the only one in the world who can trap Brother Mu with his strategy? With my ability, can't I trap him?!"
Jian Ying shook her head repeatedly.
"That's not what I meant, slave."
"I think that the eucalyptus forest formation was created by Lord Ning. You don't know much about it, so you may have miscalculated."
Feng Yihe simply wouldn't listen to any advice.
"It's just a formation, very simple."
"I may also be able to do what Lord Ning is good at!"
Having said this, he asked someone to prepare pen and ink, wrote quickly, and handed it over.
"Tell the person controlling the formation to continue trapping Brother Mu according to the method I told you to do until I call a halt."
Jian Ying sighed helplessly.
"Yes."
After saying that, Feng Yihe and several men walked into the hut.
Qiu Bi and Feng Yan were both tied to wooden stakes, watched by plain-dressed guards, who were silent and powerless.
Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Feng Yan looked up and immediately made a request.
"He'er, please let us go!"
Feng Wendan followed with a tearful voice.
"He'er, you can't do this to us."
Feng Yihe ignored him, gritted her teeth and endured the pain, trying to pretend to walk normally, with a sly look in her eyes, she slowly walked towards Qiu Bi.
"Second Miss, how are you?"
Qiu Bi walked away indifferently.
"What do you want to do again?"
Feng Yihe smiled with one corner of his round mouth.
"nothing."
"Since the second young lady is about to get married, I am afraid that she may not understand the romantic feelings, so I have invited some experts to teach you."
"No need to thank me, you and I are sisters, this is how it should be."
The men twitched their chins slightly and looked at Qiu Bi carefully from head to toe with malicious eyes.
"From what you called her, this is a girl from an official family?"
"We are all common people, how can we just do whatever we want?"
"Isn't it going to get into any trouble?"
There was a hint of teasing in Feng Yihe's brows.
"I am just a commoner, but they dare to kidnap her at will. It shows that their family is not of high status."
"Don't worry, there's no trouble."
The men rubbed their hands together and smiled playfully.
"That's good."
"My little beauty, you have a nice figure..."
Qiu Bi was filled with fear and her body trembled unconsciously.
"You guys stop!"
"Don't come near me!"
Feng Yan scolded harshly.
"He'er, are you crazy?!"
"Bi'er is a fourth-rank secret attendant, serving the princess. How dare you be so rude?"
The men stopped.
"Is she from Channel 8?"
Feng Yihe answered slowly.
"It's just a scare. Don't listen to their nonsense."
"What crime should the mastermind who bullied the people of Taichung be punished for? I would never dare to do such a thing."
A guard stepped forward and suggested.
"I'll take the Feng couple and step aside for a while."
Feng Yihe smiled sweetly, looking very proud.
“No need to avoid it.”
The guard nodded in agreement.
"Yes."
Feng Yan and his wife were shocked.
"He'er you..."
Feng Yihe walked over a few steps, took out the wooden comb she carried with her, and combed the long hair of the Feng couple with filial piety.
"You are like a family, there is no need to be so formal. Daddy and Mommy, just watch."
"What do you think, Miss?"
Qiu Bi became angry out of shame.
"Feng Yihe!"
As he spoke, the man's hand had already touched the belt around her waist.
Qiu Bi was terrified and screamed.
"what!"
Feng Yan was furious, but also a little distressed. He struggled desperately with his limbs, trying to break free from the restraints.
The wooden frame shook as he moved.
"You guys stop it!"
"Don't bully Bi'er!"
Feng Wendan was filled with guilt and grief, and cried like rain.
"Bi'er, mother is sorry for you..."