Seeing Feng Qingchen turn and leave, Uncle Nine Emperors realized that things seemed to be different from what he thought. While he was irritated by the smell on his body, Feng Qingchen seemed even more dissatisfied.
His hands moved faster than his brain. Before Uncle Jiuhuang could figure out why Feng Qingchen was angry, he stood up and grabbed Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen cannot be allowed to leave at this time, otherwise he will definitely regret it.
Feng Qingchen didn't expect that Uncle Jiuhuang would suddenly pull her, spin on her toes and hit Uncle Jiuhuang. The height difference caused Feng Qingchen to hit Uncle Jiuhuang's chest.
"It hurts." Feng Qingchen's nose felt sore, her eyelashes trembled, and her eyes became misty.
The copper wall and iron drum were so hard that it hurt her to death.
Feng Qingchen couldn't care less about the little sadness in her heart, covering her nose and looking at the Nine Emperors Uncle with pity.
It hurts her so much.
this……
Uncle Nine Emperors stood there awkwardly, reaching out to touch Feng Qingchen's red nose, but Feng Qingchen dodged it: "It hurts."
"Accident." Uncle Nine Emperors did not expect that things would turn out like this. He was quite upset and put all the accounts on Bu Jingyun's head.
"You said an accident is an accident." Feng Qingchen's nose hurt and her voice was sobbing, sounding like she was acting coquettishly.
Uncle Jiuhuang didn't know how to coax people, so he could only look at Feng Qingchen silently. After Feng Qingchen calmed down, he said, "Does it still hurt?"
"You'll know if you bump into it." Feng Qingchen's eyes and nose were red, and he looked as if he had been greatly wronged and had just cried.
"I do want to hit him, but..." Uncle Nine Emperors compared the height difference between the two of them, and then pointed at Feng Qingchen's soft chest, indicating that he wanted to hit his nose and there were technical difficulties that needed to be overcome.
Huh... Feng Qingchen's face turned red, not from shame but from anger.
"Donglunjiu, how can you be more shameless?" It was obvious that he had made a mistake first, but he didn't admit it and still teased him.
"Do you want to give it a try?" Uncle Nine Emperors smiled half-heartedly, with the corners of his beautiful eyes slightly raised, and an indescribable charm. Feng Qingchen was fascinated by it. When she reacted, she realized that she had been tricked again.
"You're using a beauty trick again." That's so shameless.
Uncle Nine Emperors spread his hands innocently: "I didn't do anything." It's because you have poor concentration, Uncle Nine Emperors dare not say this.
"Hmph... I'm leaving." He couldn't be arrogant, and he couldn't be fooled by being a hooligan. Feng Qingchen decisively turned around and left.
"Wait a minute." Uncle Nine Emperors grabbed Feng Qingchen again: "Tell me, why are you unhappy?"
"Am I unhappy?" She was angry for a long time, and Uncle Nine Emperors still didn't know why she was angry.
Feng Qingchen felt a deep sense of powerlessness and almost vomited blood.
"Yes. You are unhappy." Uncle Nine Emperors said firmly.
"No, I'm very happy." Feng Qingchen said with a smile: "I'm very happy. I'm happy that you went out in the middle of the night and came back with the scent of another woman."
If she is happy, there will be ghosts.
"Are you jealous?" Uncle Nine Emperors realized later, with a hint of joy.
"I'm jealous, and you're happy?" Does this man like to base his happiness on his pain?
Uncle Nine Emperors wanted to nod, but when he saw Feng Qingchen's cold eyes, Uncle Nine Emperors shook his head decisively: "Of course not, I feel very guilty for making you think too much."
"Are you sure I'm overthinking it?" As he got closer, Feng Qingchen felt that the aroma seemed a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had smelled it.
Uncle Nine Emperors nodded heavily: "This was brought by Bu Jingyun." Uncle Nine Emperors obviously avoided the important and took the easy way out, but it was still an explanation.
"Bu Jingyun? Does he think he has a long life?"
"I will teach him a lesson for you." Putting the blame on Bu Jingyun, the Nine Emperors Uncle said that he had no pressure at all. This matter was Bu Jingyun's fault. As long as Feng Qingchen is happy, it is not a big deal to torture Bu Jingyun to death.
thing.
The matter was explained clearly and the alarm was temporarily lifted. However, Feng Qingchen still did not give Uncle Jiuhuang a good look and pushed him away and continued to leave.
Uncle Nine Emperors chased him out, but was stopped by the housekeeper: "Your Majesty, it's time for you to change your clothes and go to court."
"This king is sick." Uncle Nine Emperors said without thinking.
This trick was often used by the Nine Emperors Uncle in the past. The Supreme Emperor never paid attention to it, and the civil and military officials would not interfere. But it cannot be used now. If the Nine Emperors Uncle is not there in the morning, I am afraid it will not be possible.
"Your Majesty, we have to discuss sending troops to Night City this morning," the steward reminded him dutifully.
My lord, from now on, the way of being a king is not suitable for you. You must not lead the country to lust for women.
Uncle Nine Emperors stopped suddenly, turned around and walked back...
Feng Qingchen was not disappointed at all that Uncle Nine Emperors did not chase her out. If Uncle Nine Emperors chased him out, Feng Qingchen would have to think more about whether Uncle Nine Emperors had really done something sorry for her.
When Feng Qingchen returned to Feng Mansion, it was already late and Ling Mo had already woken up. Doudou strictly followed Feng Qingchen's request and did not let Ling Mo move. It was not until Feng Qingchen came back that Ling Mo had to relax.
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"Your mouth and esophagus are seriously injured, and you can't eat for the time being. Now you can only use test tube force-feeding and rely on nutrient solution to survive." Feng Qingchen explained to Ling Mo as soon as he came in, and hung up the salt water bottle.
Because she had to go to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, Feng Qingchen didn't even give Ling Mo any anti-inflammatory medicine.
Ling Mo couldn't move his mouth and could only reach out and draw to express that he was fine so that Feng Qingchen didn't have to do this.
"I'm a doctor, and I know your condition better than you do. I told Uncle Nine Emperors about you yesterday. The news you told us is worth taking action. You don't have to worry about anything now. Just take good care of your injuries and wait.
Once the injury is almost healed, we will go to Sky Castle." Feng Qingchen knew what Ling Mo was concerned about, so he explained it to Ling Mo first.
After hanging up the medicine bottle and preparing to inject Ling Mo, Feng Qingchen found that Ling Mo's whole body was stiff again, his hands were clenched like stones, and his veins were protruding, making it impossible to inject at all.
"Relax." Feng Qingchen patted Ling Mo's hand, signaling him not to tighten himself too much. Ling Mo wanted to relax and cooperate, but the more he wanted to relax, the more nervous he became.
It wasn't that Ling Mo didn't want to, but that Ling Mo's body couldn't cooperate, which gave Feng Qingchen a headache. She had never encountered someone who was so resistant to treatment.
Feng Qingchen kept talking in Ling Mo's ear to comfort him. Ling Mo was also trying to adjust his breath, trying to follow Feng Qingchen's request to find a way out for himself.
Before Feng Qingchen arrived, Zuo An told Ling Mo about Feng Qingchen's medical skills and told Ling Mo that this was his last chance.
Zuo An said that if there is anyone in this world who can heal and is willing to heal him, it must be Feng Qingchen. If he wants to live like a human being, he must cooperate with Feng Qingchen's treatment, but...
His body was not living up to expectations. He was unable to control his stiff limbs and relax his body to cooperate with Feng Qingchen's treatment. It was impossible for him to live like a normal person.