At the other end of Chengmen Street, a group of people came over in a mighty manner.
The leader is Feng Si.
They are leaving too.
At this time, it was indeed time to return to his own place. After all, the army had just settled in a new city, and he had to go back to reorganize it.
Qingge also knew in her heart that with Crown Prince Li's abilities, it would not be difficult to conquer Chu State even without the help of her, the so-called Little Highness of the Southern Jin Dynasty.
It just means it will take a few more years.
On the contrary, she, at this moment, has to face the huge power of Nanyang when she returns, and she really needs his help.
However, she didn't agree to help her...
"Princess!" Feng Si came to her and leaned forward to salute with this title as a habit.
Chu Qingge nodded and said calmly: "Are you going back to Chu Kingdom?"
When I asked these words, I realized that they were a bit sour.
When we say goodbye and see each other again, we don’t know what year or month it happened.
In other words, there may not be a chance to meet again.
One wants to conquer the Chu Kingdom, and the other wants to return to the Southern Jin Dynasty to seize power. They are from far and wide.
In this era, there were no communication tools like mobile phones.
Some people, once separated, may never see each other again in this life.
Thinking of this, all the resentment towards Feng Liye disappeared in an instant.
"Your Majesty." This time, Qingge took the initiative to walk up to Feng Liye.
Feng Liye was still sitting on the horse, her aloof posture not changing at all.
On the contrary, Qing Ge's attitude was much softer than before.
"Farewell is imminent, why don't you come down and say a few words to me?"
Husband and wife spent one night and spent a hundred nights together. After all, they had been together.
She was filled with melancholy at this time. When she thought that she might never see her again in this life, all the grudges and hatreds in the past had completely faded away.
After hearing this, Feng Liye finally took a step forward and jumped off the horse.
"Do you have something to tell me?" He snorted, his attitude still a little cold.
Qingge was not angry, but she still wanted to laugh.
"I don't have anything special to say. I just want to tell the prince to take care of himself and take care of himself in the future."
"My prince is not so fragile that he doesn't know how to take care of himself." He hummed again.
Qingge knew that he was still angry and angry that she had "teased" him many times in order to find out the cause of his illness.
But this person is about to break up, is it really not sad at all?
It made her sadness seem superfluous.
However, she is a stable adult and does not care about people like him who have a childish temper.
"If I study the condition of the prince's body in the future, I will order someone to send you a letter. Then I can prescribe the right medicine to cure the disease."
However, she had no analytical machine at all, and it was difficult to analyze a situation that she had never even heard of.
Feng Liye's blood was still in her body, and the specially made vacuum bottle Mu Bai gave her was not completely vacuum.
It can only be said that if people of this era can do this, their technology is hundreds of years ahead of their time.
However, it can never be perfect.
This blood can only be stored for a month at most.
A month later, the analyzer still could not be developed, and the blood was of no use.
She can only try her best.
Qingge was really worried, but unexpectedly, Feng Liye didn't care at all.
There was even some sarcasm: "Why should you, Your Highness, the Southern Jin Dynasty, care about my son's body? What's more, Your Highness is surrounded by countless beautiful men all day long. How often do you have the time to pay attention to other people?"
