"It's inconvenient for me to be pregnant, but since it's my sister who's back, let's go and help me over." Feng Muxin changed her expression and smiled.

Xiao Cui hurried forward. The second young lady has always been so gentle and kind. Since Aunt Duan is dead, it would not be bad if she could follow the second young lady to Prince An's Mansion.

*

"Xin'er, why are you here?" Master Feng stood in the courtyard of his old mother, glanced at her, and said slowly.

"Father, I heard that my sister is back and that she is fine. Xin'er is very happy and misses her." Feng Muxin whispered softly, and her eyes turned red as she spoke.

Grand Master Feng was silent and softened, "Li'er was in your grandmother's house just now, and now she has gone to the ancestral hall. You are pregnant. If you are fine, don't go back and forth."

He didn't know what to do with his second daughter's current situation.

At the morning court tomorrow, should we test the emperor's tone?

He hesitated, feeling unsure.

God knows, right now Feng Mansion is simply being roasted on the stove. Fifteen years ago, he should have thought about it, but now, if he doesn't think about it, how can he complain!

"Yes, father, Xin'er will go see her grandmother first, and then come back to see her sister tomorrow." Feng Muxin was very obedient, and after saying that, she lowered her head and listened to her father's words.

"Well, let's go and take a look at the ancestral hall for my father. Li'er also has a stubborn temper." After Master Feng finished speaking, he sighed and walked back.

Feng Muxin stood, the hatred in her heart increased even more.

"Second Miss, are we still going to see the old lady?" Xiao Cui reminded her when she saw that the Second Miss was standing still.

Feng Mu returned to her senses and put a smile on her face in an instant. She whispered softly, "Go, grandma is sick. You can't stop going to greet grandma just because I'm not feeling well. Let's go. I walk slowly, so be careful.

Just take a few more steps.”

As soon as the master and servant entered the house, they saw a young man in white performing acupuncture on the old lady. The old housekeeper stood aside and waited respectfully.

Xiaocui helped the second young lady take a few steps forward, just as Holy Son Xuanji pulled out the needle and stood up.

Turning around, Feng Muxin's eyes widened in surprise. Who is this elegant young man?

If King An is said to be outstanding in appearance, then the young master in front of him has the appearance of an immortal. I am afraid that the whole dynasty will not be able to find anyone else!

"Thank you, Master, for saving my grandmother. Mu Xin is being polite." Feng Muxin deliberately talked to him, treating him as an ordinary doctor.

The Holy Son of Xuanji glanced at her coldly, put away the needle, and walked out the door.

The old housekeeper hurriedly chased after her, "Sir Shengzi, the eldest lady went to the ancestral hall at the back." When the eldest lady left just now, Shengzi was concentrating on feeling her pulse, so he didn't disturb him and just whispered to him outside the door.

"Well," Saint Xuanji said coldly and followed the old housekeeper.

Feng Muxin secretly rejoiced in the background: It turns out that he is the Holy Son of Xuanji, an immortal who is widely rumored among the people and has an ageless appearance.

"Second Miss, the old lady is asleep." Xiao Cui looked at the Second Miss and said in a low voice.

Feng Muxin glanced at the person on the couch and continued softly, "Since grandma is sleeping, let's not disturb her. My sister is in the ancestral hall and the place is damp. Why don't we go take a look to avoid hurting our bodies."

Xiao Cui knew what was going on, so he helped her walk towards the backyard.

*

Feng Muli was kneeling in the courtyard of the ancestral hall at this moment.

She begged hard, but the Feng family's aunt, Mrs. Qin, refused to come out to see her.

Naturally, he never spoke a word to Mu Li.

"Mother, Li'er is back, please see Li'er." Mu Li knelt outside and cried into tears.

When I came back from the last spring banquet, I never felt that today was particularly painful.

For some reason, maybe she knew that Duan was going to poison her, but her mother was indifferent. She felt aggrieved, hesitant, and helpless...

All kinds of complicated thoughts were intertwined...tears fell from her eyes.

The Holy Son of Xuanji stood behind him, his eyes full of heartache.

"Sister, the ground is cold here, how could mother let you kneel?" Feng Muxin walked over with Xiaocui's support, stood in front of Muli, and spoke softly.

Mu Li narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing.

When she opened her mouth and responded to Feng Muxin's words, she was blaming her mother. If she didn't respond, it would make the servants think that she, the eldest sister, failed to set an example for her younger sister.

There is nothing wrong with simply saying nothing.

"You're pregnant. Why don't you stay in the house?" Feng Muze, who was kneeling beside him, glanced at her and scolded her coldly.

Master Feng saw his eldest son leaving and waited in silence.

When Feng Muxin heard this, she felt extremely wronged and her eyes suddenly turned red.

Feng Muli raised his head and glanced at her. He stared at her for a long time without regaining consciousness.

Feng Muxin smiled secretly, now everyone in the house knows that I am pregnant with Prince An's heir, and the title of concubine is just a matter of time, so what if you, Feng Muli, come back to the house?

My father would not let the two girls from the Feng Mansion marry Prince An, and the food could not be thrown into the same bowl.

Right now, I, Fengmu, am pregnant with Prince An's heir. I am as noble as you. Let's see how you can't resist!

"Since my sister is pregnant with the royal heir, this is a top priority. Housekeeper, please help the second young lady down quickly and serve her carefully." Feng Muli said lightly with a smile on his lips.

The Holy Son Xuanji glanced out of the corner of his eye and felt a slight chill in his heart: Li'er seemed to care about this marriage.

The old housekeeper followed the instructions and glanced at Xiao Cui.

Xiaocui hurriedly moved forward.

Feng Muxin didn't say much. He glanced at Feng Muze and Feng Muli who were kneeling, and sarcastically said in his heart: Since you brothers and sisters like to kneel, just kneel. The one in this ancestral hall may have a heart of stone.

If you want to figure it out, why wait until today.

She raised her hand and put it lightly on Xiao Cui's arm, moving her lotus steps slightly.

Passing by the Holy Son of Xuanji, his cheeks were slightly red, his eyebrows seemed to be drooping, and he was very delicate.

The Holy Son of Xuanji clasped his hands behind his back, looking cold and indifferent, not even glancing at her.

Feng Mu was not in a hurry, since her sister was back, she was afraid that the Xuanji Holy Son would have to live in the house for a while.

There is ample time!

She paused but did not stop. This ancestral hall was dark and cold. Who would want to stay in this miserable place?

After Feng Muxin left, only the brother and sister Feng Muze and Feng Muli were left in this courtyard. The Holy Son Xuanji stood in self-cultivation and emerged from the ashes like an immortal. There was no conflict with this courtyard, but on the contrary, they complemented each other.

The old housekeeper looked at him, stunned. How could there be such a beautiful person in the world?

Taking a quick look at his slightly stooped body, the old housekeeper sighed to himself, this person is really incomparable. Miss Muli is a lucky person. She is lucky to be cultivated by such a cultivator!

"Mother, please meet Li'er." Feng Muze shouted, his words choked with sobs.

"Mother... mother... Li'er misses you." Mu Li sobbed and cried again, heartbroken and sad.

The old housekeeper couldn't bear to see it, and her heart was full of sadness. Tears flowed down her face, "Madam, the Holy Son of Xuanji is here. For the sake of His Majesty the Holy Son, please come out and see the eldest lady."

The door suddenly opened, and Mrs. Qin of Feng Mansion came out of the house, "You all go back. From tomorrow on, I will start taking care of the affairs of Feng Mansion." The voice was calm and distant, as if coming from far away. Here, drifting in.

Mu Li raised his eyes to look at her. There was no trace of motherly love, only indifference.

No, her mother is not like this, she shouldn't be like this, her mother must be too sad to be like this.
Chapter completed!