The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 81: Phoenix Life and Daughter
As he roared louder and louder, Yu Fengzhi, who had been keeping her body straight, suddenly said, "Ladies, stop talking."

"Isn't this dress and jewelry all because of me?"

Zhang Hanqing immediately turned his sharp gaze away, only to find that this beautiful girl was not at all inferior to him.

I have never seen such a cold and arrogant look back. Yu Fengzhi's character is so strong and stubborn.

Even Jiang Cheng, who has always had a strong mental state, couldn't help but avoid her gaze.

"Feng Zhi girl, you..."

Without waiting for Shou Yi to smooth things over, the future young mistress suddenly raised her right hand and easily took off the phoenix crown on her head.

Under everyone's fixed gaze, Yu Fengzhi threw it on the table: "Excuse me, Fengzhi, for leaving."

She was no different from those nimble female soldiers. She turned around and walked around the table piled with exquisite fabrics towards the door.

"Girl, hey girl!"

Shou Yi was the first to recover from her shock and was eager to chase after him, but how could she catch up with him fast enough?
"Young Mistress..."

Jiang Cheng, who had been standing by the door, looked up in astonishment and instinctively tried to stop her——

But as soon as he raised his right hand, he regretted it: What the hell do you have to do with it?

Who do you think you are in the Marshal's Mansion? You have to interfere...

But during the brief moment of absent-mindedness, Jiang Cheng actually noticed that her face was full of sadness and tears.

This……

Unconsciously, he felt a surge of sympathy for the beautiful woman. Jiang Cheng just opened his mouth but before he could say anything, he heard Zhang Hanqing, who was among the concubines, raise his voice a few notches higher:
"Don't stop her! Let's go."

"Let her go, and don't come back! I don't want to marry her yet..."

Seeing him showing off so much power to a grown girl, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel angry:
Damn it, you didn't even challenge the Japs during the September 18th Incident, but now you are shouting at the top of your lungs at such a pretty girl, what the hell is that capable of you?
Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng glared at Zhang Hanqing, then turned around and chased Yu Fengzhi.

She walked out of the door and walked quickly along the long corridor of the western-style building, her embroidered shoes making no sound;

Once she got out of the door, she could no longer suppress her surging emotions. She walked quickly, wiping her eyes vigorously with her sleeves.

But she seemed to have thought of something and suddenly stopped.

Where can I go?

Married to Fengtian, with no relatives...

Even if she escaped from that suffocating scene at this moment, where could she escape to?
Can you escape from the Marshal's Mansion, escape from Fengtian, and escape your own fate?

Her slender body trembled slightly, but she turned around in an instant, her beautiful pupils now filled with intense anger: "Don't follow me!"

As if remembering the young man in front of him, who was also Han Qing's "follower", Yu Fengzhi became even more annoyed: "Why are you following me? Are you here to watch a joke..."

How could Jiang Cheng, who is so smart, not know what she is thinking?
Looking back at this face that was tearful but trying to be resolute, Jiang Cheng said with a firm expression, "I know you have been wronged."

Thinking that he was here to lobby for the Zhang family, Yu Fengzhi had already taken a defensive stance and was ready to respond.
But I never expected that the handsome young man in front of me would say such a sentence.

"What are you talking about?"

Seeing that the vigilance in her eyes had not weakened at all, Jiang Cheng walked forward slowly and took out a handkerchief without caring.

"Ms. Yu is a beauty as beautiful as a fairy. Why do you need to put on makeup in front of the mirror? Is this makeup on your face...like a beggar's raindrops?" She had cried so much that her makeup had been ruined. Perhaps knowing her strong character, Jiang Cheng deliberately left her considerable leeway.

"you……"

With her wisdom, she immediately understood the meaning of Jiang Cheng's words.

She snatched the handkerchief and wiped her face. The familiar embroidery on the handkerchief quickly calmed her down. Then she turned back to look at him in astonishment: "Are you... the young master next to Hui Xin?"

It should be because she had met too many people recently. Jiang Cheng's background was definitely not outstanding, and she had already confused her memory -

But the handkerchief reminded her of her close friend Hai Huixin, and she also remembered her at the same time.

"Miss Yu, just call me Fei Lan."

Seeing that she had calmed down, Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "Huixin's father is an old friend of my father—"

"I always hear Huixin mention you and your father: your father, Mr. Wendou, is generous and kind, and is very caring towards the people in the village; and you, you have excellent grades in Fengtian Girls' High School and are a top talent."

"You are just like the saying goes: great fortune and luck are the destiny of a phoenix!"

"That girl has always been very conceited. I've never seen her praise anyone in detail."

What she said was half true and half false: it was true that Hai Huixin was her classmate and best friend, but the original owner grew up with her but had never heard her mention Yu Fengzhi.

What these marshals called "scholars' nonsense" was basically Jiang Cheng's long talk about the historical records of their father and daughter.

But Zhenzhen is a flatterer, and a girl of her age is proud and arrogant. She felt much better after being praised like this: "Mr. Jiang, have you ever been educated?"

"I hear you speak with great literary talent, are you from a scholarly family?"

Although his father Yu Wendou was a well-known wealthy businessman, he was also well-read and had a natural liking for scholars.

"I studied at a foreign school with Han Qing and Feng Yong. After graduation, my father found two teachers to teach me in detail."

He rolled his eyes and said, "Miss Yu, Fei Lan has something to say clearly—"

"Your marriage was arranged by the Marshal... I know Han Qing's character well. He has been learning English recently and has come into contact with many British and American friends. He has also accepted many Western ideas about freedom and democracy."

"His temper today was a bit excessive, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Fengzhi gently interrupted him: "Feilan, I understand."

"As the saying goes, a son of a general is a good match for a rich woman - fate cannot change it."

"Actually, it's not Han Qing's fault today. I was really too rude just now!"

Just as she finished her words, Marshal Zhang's laughter suddenly came from the corner of the stairs: "Hey, this Fengzhi girl is here, haha!"

"Old Five and I have been looking for you everywhere... What are you running around for?"

Jiang Cheng knew that Shou Yi would definitely go for help, but he didn't expect that the "help" would come so quickly.

He hurriedly smiled and went to greet him: "Master, Miss Yu is not running around... You don't know, the tailor that Master Wu found is very good at making clothes. I tried them on and they look good. I want to go downstairs to show them to the young ladies who are visiting the mansion!"

"Ah, look at my mouth - Master, should I call you Madam? I won't say anything, but Madam Hanqing is so elegant and graceful, no one in Fengtian can compare to her!"

As they were talking, Marshal Zhang, supported by Shou Yi, had already come downstairs. He was so happy to hear Jiang Cheng's flattery that he laughed out loud: "Hahahaha... you are such a talker. Come on, it's time to show off to those women!"

(End of this chapter)