When Feng Qingchen woke up, Uncle Nine Emperors was no longer in the room, and the quilt was cold. It looked like he had been up for a long time. Feng Qingchen was not worried. With the army protecting him, who could hurt Uncle Nine Emperors.
Feng Qingchen cleaned up slowly and politely, then went to find Princess Anping and other dowry officials. They were about to enter Beiling, and they all wanted to get to know each other.
Previously, she had been busy arranging for her troops to enter Beiling, and had no time to communicate with the female officials.
Princess Anping was very polite to Feng Qingchen, even a little bit flattering, but the other female officials saw that Feng Qingchen's nose was not a nose, and her eyes were not eyes.
They were also dowry female officials, but Feng Qingchen's treatment was completely different from theirs. Uncle Nine Emperors penned these female officials together like pigs, and they were not allowed to move around unless they had nothing to do, but they stuck together with Feng Qingchen every day.
Let Feng Qingchen walk around.
Feng Qingchen had freedom that they did not have, and he was pampered by Uncle Nine Emperors. These fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls felt uncomfortable in their hearts. They were deeply jealous of Feng Qingchen.
Seeing Feng Qingchen come in, a few bold girls looked away proudly, looking disdainful of being associated with Feng Qingchen, and one of them sarcastically said: "Who did I think was here? It turns out to be Official Feng. Official Feng
You are such a big arrogant person that you want the princess to wait for you. Could it be that when you get to Beiling, you want the princess to look at your face?"
"Bold." Before Feng Qingchen could say anything, Princess Anping changed her face: "Palm mouth."
The girl was not afraid at all, and continued: "Princess, am I wrong? Your Highness, I would like to remind you to be careful about this Feng Nu. A woman as capable as Feng Nu will definitely be able to defeat her when she arrives in Beiling."
The third prince is so fascinated that when the time comes, it is not impossible for the third prince to spoil his concubine and kill his wife."
The girl was dressed in crimson, with a slight chin and a proud expression, like a... turkey.
Feng Qingchen glanced at the girl with a half-smile but not a smile: "The daughter of Minister Zhao of the Ministry of War? Oh no... She should be called the former Minister. I heard that your father committed a crime and was exiled to the northwest."
Minister Zhao was implicated by Dongling Ziluo, and it is understandable that this female official Zhao hated Princess Anping and Feng Qingchen.
"So what." The crimson girl's eyes darkened, and then she became assertive again, looking fearless.
"No, it's just that I have some friendship with the officials in the northwest. What do you think if I ask them to take more care of Minister Zhao?" Feng Qingchen smiled softly, but Princess Anping and the other female officials were all shivering.
They knew very well what the care in Feng Qingchen's words meant.
"Feng Qingchen, you... stop talking nonsense. Who do you think you are, capable of commanding officials in the northwest? You are just like us, a gift to Beiling." Ms. Zhao was a little timid, but she
It's hard to get off the tiger.
It has been a long time since Feng Qingchen met a noble lady who dared to provoke her in public. She knew that the noble ladies in Dongling didn't like her, but no one dared to insult her in public. At most, they said a few words behind her back. This Lady Zhao
Really no brainer.
Feng Qingchen shook his head and looked at the other party sympathetically: "Shilang Zhao is really unlucky for eight lifetimes to have a daughter like you. She has achieved little and has more than enough. Miss Zhao, do you think you are still the daughter of an official of the imperial court?"
"I am a female officer just like you." Ms. Zhao insisted on this point. It seemed that only in this way could she compete with Feng Qingchen.
What are you fighting for? Fighting for the favor of Uncle Nine Emperors?
How naive this kid is.
Feng Qingchen shook his head and clapped his hands, then two soldiers walked in: "Miss Feng."
"This female official is not clear-headed. Send her to sober up." Feng Qingchen glanced at everyone coldly. Except for Princess Anping, everyone else dodged and did not dare to look at Feng Qingchen.
Being a thief has a guilty conscience.
"Feng Qingchen, how dare you. You are a female officer and I am also a female officer. What qualifications do you have to order them to touch me?" Ms. Zhao's face turned pale and she screamed at the top of her lungs. Feng Qingchen waved her hand and signaled the two soldiers to hurry up and arrest her.
Pull it out.
It's so noisy.
The two soldiers did not dare to neglect, and quickly dragged the person out. The door curtain was opened, and a gust of cold wind blew in. Everyone was shivering, and the blood on their faces was gone.
I don’t know if it’s the cold or the fear.
"Feng, Miss Feng, hello." There were a few who were timid, their legs were weak, and they looked like they were about to kneel down at any moment.
"Hello, ladies and gentlemen." Feng Qingchen nodded to everyone, looking as if nothing had happened just now.
"Princess, it's getting late. Qingchen won't disturb the princess for her breakfast. All the female officials must serve the princess well. If the princess is dissatisfied, the one outside will be your fate." She originally wanted to contact her colleagues.
Love, let's have breakfast together, I didn't expect to encounter such a thing.
Forget it, go have breakfast by yourself.
Feng Qingchen walked out, the door curtain moved again, and everyone trembled again: "Princess, she, she, she..."
"I reminded you not to mess with her. Why, you don't take me seriously, and now something happens, you want me to step in for you?" Princess Anping looked at everyone with disdain.
She is good at letting Feng Qingchen do it, but that does not mean that she will let these dowry female officials, but they are nothing after being imprisoned. It doesn't matter that she has no mother, and her brother supports her. She is still the princess of Dongling, and she is more noble than these people.
One hundred times.
Princess Anping ate alone, while all the female officials stood where they were, and no one dared to move.
Uncle Nine Emperors was still missing, and Feng Qingchen did not inquire. After breakfast, he went to find military doctors and went with them to the sick camp to treat injured and sick soldiers.
Feng Qingchen's arrival surprised all the soldiers. Those soldiers who knew Feng Qingchen's medical skills all looked excited: "Miss Feng, I didn't expect you to come to treat us. We still come..." Some military doctors
Now, you don't care about us.
"Military doctors are too busy, I'm here to help." There are only six military doctors among hundreds of thousands of troops. These military doctors have no time off almost every day.
Feng Qingchen had worked as a military doctor for a period of time, and naturally knew how hard it was for military doctors under such high-intensity work.
"Miss Feng, you are such a good person, and you don't dislike us soldiers." A fifteen-year-old boy touched his head and smiled shyly.
"I still remember last year, Miss Feng and Doctor Sun donated medicine to save people in the capital. If it hadn't been for Miss Feng and Doctor Sun, I don't know how many more people would have died."
"You said that Miss Feng is such a good person, why would the emperor send Miss Feng to Beiling? Does the emperor want Miss Feng to heal the people in Beiling?"
"Is Your Majesty too old and confused? He doesn't care about our people in Dongling and cares about what the people in Beiling do?"
When Uncle Jiuhuang came to look for someone, he saw Feng Qingchen dressed in cloth, sweating profusely, walking around among the wounded soldiers. A large box full of medicine was getting less and less, and the comments of those wounded soldiers, Feng Qingchen
Qingchen didn't hear a word.
Uncle Nine Emperors did not go in to disturb him, but stood outside the camp, silently looking at Feng Qingchen with soft eyes. Even the patrolling soldiers saw him and came forward to salute, but Uncle Nine Emperors dismissed him.
How wonderful it would be if this moment lasted forever. He was willing to wait for Feng Qingchen every day, and then go home together, back to their home!
Unfortunately, people have already arrived in Beiling. They will enter Beiling tomorrow. The luck of this trip... is uncertain!