Transcending the Rural Life: The Healer's Space is Igniting the World!

Chapter 503: Hidden Hand Feng Yijin

Yang Jinfan caught a glimpse of the dark circles under his eyes and looked at Feng Yiyao with dissatisfaction.

"How much pepper did you put in him? Looking at his appearance, it's no surprise that a desperate dog would do something desperate."

Feng Yiyao stuck out his tongue in embarrassment: "It's not much, it's not spicy for us, who knew he couldn't bear it at all. The Shu area prefers spicy food, I didn't expect that Lord Shen has been in Shu for many years and still hasn't adapted to the food culture here."

Qian Qinyi glanced at him and said, "Lord Shen is from Lingnan and can't eat spicy food. You don't even know this!"

"Are you done? If you are, then die!"

Shen Cai'an endured the burning throat, made a gesture, and the surrounding assassins rushed forward.

Yang Jinfan and three others formed a small circle and faced the outside world in unison. They were not afraid of the large number of assassins outside. They allowed so many people to come and assassinate them, which showed that they respected them. However, no matter how many people there were, they did not take them seriously.

"Master Shen doesn't underestimate us. He sent so many people here. Aren't you afraid that they are being wasted?"

"I don't know if we can deal with the eldest princess with just these few people. But we won't know until we try!"

Shen Cai'an's voice was hoarse. He thought it would be better to be cautious with the eldest princess. Although she has not yet reached the age of marriage, the soldiers in the city only listen to her!
"on!"

They were surrounded by three layers of assassins. Among the four people in the team, there was one with crippled legs. Shen Caian stood there calmly, looking at the other party, a smile of success on his old face.

He admitted that the princess was a rare military talent, knew how to win people's hearts, and also understood medical principles and medicines. It was a pity...

Chicken Sichen!

It’s not even the turn of a little girl to make decisions in Shu!
Yang Jinfan looked calm. She was enough to fight off the assassins in the courtyard by herself. However, she really wanted to know who leaked the fact that they would be gathering here tonight.

"Since you are so confident in dealing with us, how did you know that we would gather here?"

"Your Highness, Princess, what do you think?"

Yang Jinfan looked at the person who was slowly walking out of the crowd and felt a little surprised. It was unexpected, but also reasonable.

"So it's you, the rat, Feng Yijin."

"How dare you! I am the legitimate son of the Queen. How can you call me by my name?"

Feng Yijin shouted angrily, how dare a country girl of unknown origin call him by his name? It was just because her father had given her a bit of good looks, and she really took herself for an important person.

"Yang Jinfan, just surrender! Otherwise, what if the sword hurts your pretty face? A girl's face is the most important thing. Be careful, if you get scratched, it will be too late to cry."

"Do you threaten me?"

Yang Jinfan half-narrowed her eyes, revealing danger all over her body. She hated being threatened the most!
"So what if you are the legitimate son of the Empress? I am the eldest princess appointed by your father. I cannot say that I am on par with your father in terms of status, but at least I am far above you. Are you, a mere prince, qualified to call me by my real name?"

Feng Yijin was so angry that he laughed, and used his own words to return to him, which was quite clever! "You! Humph, you are so sharp-tongued, but you are just showing off your quick tongue. How long can you gain? You can't leave the Shen Mansion today, so you'd better not make any unnecessary resistance, and you can suffer less. Especially with a disabled leg encumbering you!"

He glanced at Feng Yiyao's legs with disdain, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he couldn't suppress the jealousy in his heart. He couldn't understand why his father would dote on this piece of trash. Even though his father had been deliberately ignoring him and even mistreating him for so many years, he could still feel that his father was trying to cover up his concern for this piece of trash.

"Feng Yijin, I really don't know where your sense of superiority comes from. Is it noble to be born of the empress? Then why didn't your father make you the crown prince? Oh, you probably don't know yet! Your mother and your grandfather who can cover the sky with one hand are struggling in the sky prison!"

"Haha, you think I'm disabled, but you don't even look at your current situation, which is worse than mine!"

Feng Yiyao rejected the other party's verbal attack and mental harm and fought back.

"what?!"

Feng Yijin's eyes widened. Why didn't anyone tell him about this?
Didn’t his two uncles say that as long as he cooperated with them in the play, they would push him to the throne and become the new emperor when they returned to Shangjing, and his mother would be honored as the empress dowager? The person who planned all this was my grandfather.

What on earth happened? Why did my father suddenly attack the He family?
"It's you! It must be you, right? It's you who wants to harm the He family. Why would a cripple like you fight for the throne? Even if you get the position, the ministers in the court may not agree to a disabled person becoming the emperor. You..."

"Don't think everyone is as dirty as you!" Qian Qinyi interrupted him, "Your He family is too clever for your own good and underestimated your father's mind. Do you think that recruiting soldiers in Shu is a secret? He knew about it a long time ago! You keep calling him a cripple, but you are just trying to cover up the fact that you are not as important as a cripple in your father's heart!"

"Otherwise, why would they send you to Shu when they knew your two uncles had long been rebellious? It's obvious that they treat you as a discarded child!"

Qian Qinyi's words were like a bolt from the blue, striking Feng Yijin's heart. His face turned pale and his legs went weak. He wanted to fall to the ground, but Shen Caian held him steadily.

"Your Highness, don't listen to their nonsense! The two brothers of the He family are your uncles, how could they possibly harm you?! You are the closest people to them, this little girl is just trying to sow discord between you, Your Highness, don't be fooled by them!"

Feng Yijin gradually came back to his senses: "Yes, why should I listen to you! After today, you will be nothing but a pile of corpses, and I will still be the high and mighty prince, still admired by thousands of people! Hahahaha..."

Yang Jinfan couldn't stand his arrogant and stupid appearance and couldn't help but tell the truth.

"Do you really think I don't notice your actions? Do you really think I would allow a scourge to attack me? Naive."

"Don't waste your words on him. A conceited person like him can't imagine how powerful others are. They are just like a cat playing with a mouse. He really thinks he is a big shot!"

Feng Yiyao rested his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, sitting in a lazy posture. People who didn't know the inside story would think that he was a noble, lazy, and strategic young man, and would never associate him with a disabled person.

"Your Highness, cut the Gordian knot! Kill them!"

Shen Cai'an waved his hand, and the group of assassins rushed forward recklessly. He pulled Feng Yijin back to avoid accidental injury.

There were sounds of swords clashing and screams coming from behind, but the four people who were trapped throughout did not utter a word.

With hundreds of assassins all so skilled in martial arts, capturing a few children is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables!
"You! You guys..."

When he turned around, the assassins behind him had piled up like a mountain and were killed without leaving a single soldier.

Yang Jinfan shook his sore hands. Damn, shaking silver needles is such a strenuous job!
Qian Qinyi calmly wiped the soft sword in her hand. Fresh blood dripped from the blade. She frowned. It was so dirty!