Troublesome

  Early hours of the morning.

  Feng Qingchen had already stuffed all the items that could potentially cause trouble back into the smart medical kit. She placed the necessary medicine and bandages beside Lan Jiuqing's side.

  Only after repeatedly confirming that there was no problem did Feng Qingchen call in Su Wenqing, who had been guarding the door.

  Su Wenqing did the same as before and first checked on Lan Jiuqing's condition upon entering.

  Found Blue Ninth Lord's wound, treated extremely perfectly, very shocking, looked up at Feng Qingchen: "Your medical skills are high?"

  Although it is an inquiry, it carries a definite meaning.

  "It's okay, I'm quite skilled at treating external injuries." After a night of staying up, Feng Qingchen's voice was a bit hoarse, sounding low and husky, with a unique charm.

  "You're too modest." Su Wenqing now believed in Feng Qingchen's abilities and, confirming that Lan Jiu was fine, stood up.

  Looking at Feng Qingchen on an even level, I just realized that under her eyes, there were faint shadows, and a tired expression appeared on her face, with a slight heartache in my heart.

  No matter what, Feng Qingchen is just an ordinary woman, yet he dares to threaten and intimidate her, which is really ungentlemanly.

  Hmph, it's at this time that I finally know regret.

  Feng Qingchen was disdainful in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. With a serious expression, she instructed Su Wenqing to pay attention to certain matters.

  "You wait a bit, find a few people to lift him onto the bed, try to move him horizontally, don't pull on his wound, if the wound opens again it will be very troublesome. After the medicine's effect has dissipated, there may be some pain in the wound, this is normal."

  These days try to eat lighter, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow the wound will have some redness and swelling, there may be some fever, which is also normal.

  "I've prepared five doses of medicine here, and I'll change the dressing on his wound every three days. In about half a month, the wound will be more or less healed, and then you can come find me to cut off the stitches."

  "I understand." Su Wenqing listened very seriously and humbly asked Feng Qingchen for guidance on the technique of changing medicine and things to pay attention to.

  Feng Qingchen was very patient in teaching, demonstrating one by one, tirelessly and hand in hand.

  Lan Jiuqing opened his eyes to find that the two were very close together, with Feng Qingchen's hand holding onto Su Wenqing's.

  For some reason, a sour feeling surged up in his heart, and he wanted to stand up and pull those two people apart. His heart moved, and his fingers lightly stirred.

  What? The medicine's effect has worn off?

  Lan Jiuqin was overjoyed in his heart, and at this time, his rationality also returned. He didn't disturb Feng Qingchen and Su Wenqing, but instead listened seriously to their conversation.

  After a moment, Su Wenqing finally learned it. Feng Qingchen didn't stay for more than half a moment and let Su Wenqing arrange her departure.

  Su Wenqing saw Feng Qingchu's tired look and couldn't bear to let her continue, so she immediately sent someone away and arranged for people to safely send her back to the Feng Mansion.

  On the road, repeatedly warned, today's matter must not be leaked out, otherwise Feng Qingchen will surely die.

  Feng Qingchen repeatedly assured him that she would be sleeping at home tonight and doing nothing else.

  After sending the person away, Su Wenqing returned to the secret room again and saw Lan Jiuqing who had already stood up. There was no surprise for half a moment, only a face full of joy.

  "Jiǔ qīng, don't you think I'm right? This Feng Qingchen is quite good. Your wound looks like it's healed already."

  "It's indeed quite good and won't affect my actions." Lan Jiuqing couldn't refute this point.

  Even the best doctor couldn't have treated his wound so quickly and got him moving without causing the wound to bleed again.

  Lan Jiuqing waved his arm and tested the suture of this wound. He was very satisfied.

  It seems that women's needlework is also quite useful.

  "Stop, stop, stop! Ninth Master, Feng Qingchen said that you can't move around these few days. It's best to rest quietly, or else the wound will reopen and it'll be troublesome."

  "Let me rest? If I could rest, would I still need to find her?" Lan Jiuqing sneered, under Su Wenqing's disapproving gaze, calmly and composedly adjusting his clothes.

  If it weren't for the tears and bloodstains on his clothes, you wouldn't be able to tell that he was injured.

  The wound hurts a bit, but this pain is like an ant bite for Lan Jiuqing, completely negligible.

  "I'll go first, you clean up here." Lan Jiuqing was familiar with the place and walked towards the outside of the secret room.

  "Jiǔ Qīng, it's still early, why don't you rest here for a bit? I'm worried about you like this." Su Wénqīng turned around to call out to him, but Lán Jiǔ Qīng only gave him his back, waving his hand at him.

  Lan Jiu Qing walked out of the secret room and disappeared after a few leaps.

  Before going back, he "passed by" Feng Fu and happened to see Feng Qingchen taking a bath.

  His face was obscured by a mask, and his expression couldn't be seen, but it could be vaguely felt that Blue Nine's breathing had become heavier.

  Look not at what is contrary to propriety!

  Lan Jiuqing considered himself a gentleman, so he calmly sat on the rooftop of Feng Qingchen's house, waiting for her to finish bathing before leaving.

  Now he could be certain no one had seen him.

  As for this little episode, Feng Qingchen was completely unaware. Exhausted like a dog, she poured away the bath water and fell asleep as soon as she lay down.

  She wouldn't be called Feng Qingchen if she didn't sleep for a whole day and still looked radiant.

  Unfortunately, ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

  Phoenix Qingchen was startled awake by the ear-splitting knocking sound just as dawn broke.

  "Ah......" Feng Qingchen cried out in pain and pulled over the quilt, burying herself completely under it.

  Pretend you didn't hear it.

  Boom boom boom...

  The person knocking on the door was persistent and started pounding forcefully.

  Miss Feng...

  Miss Light Dust...

  Phoenix light dust!

  Phoenix light dust!

  Zhou Xing stood outside the door, knocking and shouting loudly at the same time.

  Feng Qing was so anxious she was about to die, her two hands pounding on the bed.

  That slamming of the door is as loud as thunder, if she can still sleep, then she's a pig.

  Wearing pajamas, he flipped over and got out of bed, barefoot, opened the door: "Zhou Xing, you'd better have something important to say, or I'll kill you."

  As he spoke, Feng Qingchen didn't forget to make a silencing gesture.

  Looking at Feng Qingchen with disheveled hair and red eyes, like a female ghost, Zhou Xing reflexively covered his own neck and took two steps back.

  "Light, light, Light Dust Miss."

  "Hey, sis, don't forget that you're my cousin, not a servant of the Feng manor." Feng Qingchen was not a morning person and had just managed to fall asleep after being exhausted and startled from last night's events. Being woken up by Zhou Xing made her extremely irritated.

  "Sister..." If it were usual times, Zhou Xing would definitely have hesitated, but today he was shocked by Feng Qingchen's anger and cooperated very obediently.

  Zhou Xing's accompaniment made Feng Qingchen's mood slightly better: "What is it, speak quickly."

  "Shun Tian Fu's messenger has arrived, saying that there is an urgent matter to discuss with you. It's a matter of utmost importance." Zhou Xing said quickly, intentionally glancing at Feng Qingchen as he spoke, proving his sincerity.

  Ah...... He raised his head and Zhou Xing suddenly shrieked, immediately closing his eyes, his face red to the point of bleeding.

  At this time, he just discovered that Feng Qingchen was not only disheveled but also because of his sleeping posture, the collar was pulled open, revealing a delicate clavicle.

  Feng Qingchen was startled and quickly lowered her head, thinking that she had accidentally exposed herself, but it was just her neck.

  This week's journey is difficult, I don't know if she knows that outside the city gate, it's even more severe than this.

  Lowering his face, Feng Qingxue lightly said: "Don't call out anymore, what does the Shun Tian Fu want me for? To avenge his son?"

  As soon as she mentioned Shuntianfu Yifeng Qingchen, she thought of that Yan Gongzi who claimed "My father is Shuntianfu Yi" and was kicked by her until he became infertile.

  If so, then she's in trouble.

  At that time she was too angry, and her hand was extremely heavy. From then on, Yan Gongzi could only accompany the eunuchs for the rest of his life.

  At this time, her father came to their doorstep, what could she do?

  Shun Tianfu Yi, a third-rank official, is easier to kill than an ant.

  Feng Qingchen was furious.

  Dong Lingzi Luo, you are a scoundrel, how can you not settle this matter for your aunt?