Hearing the guard's confirmation, Feng Yao was even more surprised. He obviously received news from Zhang Ling yesterday. This meant that Zhang Ling was still in Licheng the day before yesterday. How come he arrived in Chenzhou in less than two days?
And what is Zhang Ling doing in Chenzhou at this time?
Feng Yao's face became a little solemn, she pursed her lips and hurried to the hall with Bi Lian.
Feng Yao walked very fast and arrived at the hall in less than a quarter of an hour. When Feng Yao saw it, it was indeed Zhang Ling, but he was wearing men's clothes and had resumed his original identity as a man.
Feng Yao called out: "Zhang Ling." He walked to the main seat and sat down, frowning slightly, and asked: "When did you leave Licheng? Why is there no news?"
Zhang Ling smiled, unable to hide the tiredness on his face, and said: "I left yesterday morning. I didn't have time to tell you. I killed a sweaty horse, so I arrived at this time." As he spoke, he came from his arms.
He took out a box, opened it and handed it to Feng Yao, "Look what this is?"
Feng Yao was confused. He took the box handed over by Zhang Ling and looked at it. His expression changed instantly.
What I saw in the box was a ginseng the size of a palm, but the whole body was blood red. It was the blood ginseng that Feng Yao urgently needed.
Feng Yao was overjoyed, but when she thought of something, the smile on her lips froze. She raised her head and asked coldly: "Where does the blood ginseng come from?"
Zhang Ling knew what Feng Yao was thinking without looking, and said helplessly: "Hey, Master, even if you want to go to me to find Princess Laoshizi to get blood ginseng, I won't go."
Feng Yao's expression changed again, and she glared at Zhang Ling and said, "Isn't it hers?"
Bi Lian also looked shocked. There are only two blood ginsengs in the world. It's not the one in Princess Yongning's hand. Could it be the one in the Wei Palace?
Zhang Ling nodded with absolute certainty and said: "Yes, it's not hers. Young master, you'd better take it and use it as medicine first. I came here just to count the days."
Feng Yao looked at Zhang Ling's face and felt a lot more at ease in her heart. Zhang Ling must be very tired after traveling such a long way, so it would be better to let him rest first and talk about it later.
After closing the box, Feng Yao said: "Go down and rest first. If you have anything else to do, wait until you have a rest."
Then he called a maid in and led Zhang Ling to rest.
Feng Yao handed the box to Bilian and said, "Send the blood ginseng to Wen Renqing and ask his people to boil the medicine quickly and give it to grandpa and the others to drink."
Bilian nodded, took the box and left.
Feng Yao sat on the main seat for a long time, then got up and left.
Walking slowly, she entered Nangong Jun's yard. The little maid came out of the room with an empty medicine bowl. She saw Feng Yao Fu's body and called out: "I've seen Miss Cousin."
Feng Yao said "yes" and asked: "Is the eldest young master asleep?"
The little maid shook her head and said, "No, the young master just drank medicine and was reading a book."
Feng Yao smiled slightly and said: "It's okay, you can go down."
The little maid smiled and left.
"Yao'er, come in." Nangong Jun heard Feng Yao's voice in the inner room and called out.
Now that Feng Yao had nothing to worry about, he had the blood ginseng in his hand, and the old man and the others were all fine. Feng Yao felt relieved, and his mood improved a lot, and his pale face became a little more rosy.
Entering the inner room, Feng Yao took a stool and sat beside the bed. Looking at Nangong Jun's obviously thin face, he smiled and said, "I feel a lot more energetic."