Crossing the Nongmen: The Space of Doctor Women is on fire!

Chapter 315 Mention of the Royal Sister
"I've seen that portrait, and I'm sure it's Brother Yao's appearance when he was a child."

"what?"

Feng Yiyao was surprised, although he was favored when he was a child, but in order to protect him, his mother and concubine rarely asked the painters in the palace to paint paintings for him.

Only once, his father came to see his mother and concubine, saw him having fun in the snow, and on a whim, asked the painter to paint the picture.

That portrait is still hanging in the library in the palace. After his legs couldn't walk, he never set foot there again.

Yang Jinfan thought about it for a while, then reached into his small bag, took out a portrait, and handed it to Feng Yiyao.

Feng Yiyao took the portrait, unfolded it, and was taken aback.

"Still... it's really me..."

He swallowed his saliva and carefully observed the painting.

The painting is a copy, although it is not as vivid as the painting by the painter in the palace, after all, it fully reflects the characteristics of his face.

The portrait hangs in the Library Pavilion in the palace. The palace is already heavily guarded, and idlers cannot get close to the Library Pavilion.

In addition to officials and concubines of the third rank and above of the imperial court, there are also various princes and princesses who come in and out of Zangshu Pavilion every day.

And his portrait is hung on the floor where the prince and princess use the library.

Feng Yiyao's pupils dilated suddenly, and he slapped the table angrily.

"I knew that my father had no good intentions. It turned out that he pushed me out at that time as a shield to arouse the jealousy of others! No wonder my mother and concubine said they wanted to put the portrait in the palace where I lived, but he didn't allow it. I want to hang it in the Library Pavilion, saying that it is for everyone to admire and admire, but it is actually to attract hatred for me!"

It's a pity that he was only four years old at that time, he didn't understand the twists and turns, and thought that father really liked him more than other princes and daughters.

Thinking about it now, I really want to give myself a few slaps at that time.

Mr. Huai Gu nodded at the table: "Be safe and don't be impatient, first listen to Junior Sister and finish."

Yang Jinfan agreed, and continued: "When I first entered the small town in the lower reaches of Ezhou, I didn't change my appearance. I realized that someone was following me, so I resorted to tricks, and finally found out that the person behind it was the shopkeeper of the lower reaches of Yunmengze, Lou. Zong."

"The clerk in the abduction and trafficking business is a guy who is greedy for life and afraid of death. After being forced by me, I shook out some news. It turns out that they started hunting down people similar to those in the portrait four years ago, especially boys. Most of them. There is almost only one way for the kidnapped children to die. But the shopkeeper is greedy and wants to resell those children who are only a little bit similar. After I entered the city, they followed me, even though they knew I was The woman is not the person they are looking for, and the shopkeeper intended to kill me. It's just that they didn't know my skills, so I killed them instead."

Feng Yiyao's gaze sank, and he started hunting four years ago, wasn't it when he first left the palace?

Thinking of the long and struggling years, the feeling that life is worse than death seems to open the gate valve of memory, and madness emerges, sweeping the whole body.

Gu Dingyu realized that something was wrong with him, and quickly sealed the acupuncture points on his body.

He frowned and ordered: "Steady your mind, put aside your thoughts, and do what I say. Inhale, exhale! Do it again, inhale, exhale!"

Yang Jinfan used the gesture of pouring tea to bring out a cup of spiritual spring water and handed it to Feng Yiyao's lips.

The sweetness of the spring water tempted him to move forward, instinctively to touch the spiritual spring water, and under Yang Jinfan's deliberate guidance, he drank a whole glass of water.

The coolness permeated his whole body, and his consciousness became clear.

Jun Huai saw that his eyes gradually became focused, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, withdrew the hand that was caressing his heart, rolled his eyes and sat back on the chair again.

Disgusted: "Four years have passed, and I have not been idle in the four years. I am either practicing martial arts or studying. Why can't I forget the bad things in the past? Just mentioning a chase can make you like this."

Yang Jinfan elbowed him, motioning him to say less.

Huai Gujun simply turned his head away, not looking at anyone.

Isn't he just worried about him, so he finally rescued his good brother from the brink of death, if he can be crushed by just a single blow, then what's the point of saving him?
It would be better to end it at the beginning, clean and free!

Feng Yiyao was silent for a while, and said: "The eight-year nightmare is an invisible mark on me. I can't forget it, and I can't forget it in this life. Not only can't I forget it, but I can't forget it! It's not just my hatred, It is the enemy of the entire Song family, and everyone who steps on the blood of the Song family to ascend to a high position deserves to die!"

Gu Dingyu heaved a long sigh and spoke earnestly.

"Yaoer, as a father, I know that the hatred in your heart is long, but the enemy is still hidden deep in the world. You must not waste your energy and spirit. If you keep the green hills, you are not afraid of no firewood. You are still young, and you want to achieve great things , Xinxing still needs to be practiced."

Feng Yiyao listened to the teachings with an open mind: "Thank you for your guidance, foster father."

Seeing that Feng Yiyao had finally recovered, Yang Jinfan breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Brother Yao, did you think of anything just now?"

Feng Yiyao put down his cup and lowered his eyes, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.

"Junior Sister, everyone in the world knows that the most heartless emperor's family is the most ruthless emperor's family. I don't have a father who is kind and filial, and no brothers and sisters who are respectful. I have no choice. Few people have seen the portrait you just mentioned. I can be sure. And let me tell you with certainty, if the behind-the-scenes owner of Pinyi Pavilion is the person who promotes the plague riot, then it must be my brothers and sisters."

That portrait hangs high in the Library Pavilion, a floor where only princes and princesses are eligible to enter. He knows that most of the eight years of hell in the palace came from his brothers and sisters.

Yang Jinfan frowned. According to what he said, the scope had been narrowed down quite a bit, but he still couldn't make a move.

"After the Song clan was wiped out, Feng Yijin's attitude towards me was particularly bad. The evil servants around him instigated the servants of other palaces to suppress me mentally and physically. It was leftovers that poisoned my food and water. I fell off my horse and lost my legs, and they kept hitting my self-esteem, and they didn't care about my conscious legs. Stop beating, pricking with needles... Days like that, day after day, year after year, I..."

Speaking of these sore spots, Feng Yiyao choked up with red eyes.

Huai Gujun's heart clenched, his fists clenched and clenched, he knew that Yi Yi was having a bad life, but hearing these experiences with his own ears, his heart felt as uncomfortable as a needle prick.

Gu Dingyu and Yang Jinfan didn't know how to comfort them, and there was a brief silence in the air.

How much courage and determination does it take to take the initiative to expose the scars for others to see?
Yang Jinfan even felt that these pains had fallen on him personally, and unconsciously, his eyes were red, and he held back his tears, so he didn't attack.

Feng Yiyao noticed that everyone was infected by his emotions, so he cheered up and changed the subject.

"Although those days were indeed difficult, it's okay. Not everyone treated me badly. I have a royal sister who is three years older than me and has a very gentle personality. When everyone in the palace regarded me as a disaster, It was she who asked her maid to bring me food and clothing, and even secretly visited me a few times."

(End of this chapter)