Feng Qingchen always walked on her legs when she went out. The roads in the imperial city were crowded, and unless she was from the privileged class, the speed of the carriage would not be as fast as her walking.
But today, Zhou Xing was very tough to ride in the carriage, otherwise he would not be allowed to go out. Feng Qingchen knew that Zhou Xing was also thinking about her, so he hesitated and nodded.
Although there are few people in Feng Mansion, everyone can be used as two people. The driver is also a disabled veteran who doesn't talk much but is very calm.
After walking out of the main road, Feng Qingchen's carriage drove into a not very spacious street. Feng Qingchen was still thinking about how to spread the news about her good relationship with Lu Shaolin without leaving any trace.
Whether Lu Shaolin is a member of the Nine Emperors Uncle or the Emperor, it has nothing to do with her, as long as she can take advantage of the situation, and she believes that Lu Shaolin is also willing to give her a convenience.
"Hey..."
A rapid sound of horse hoofbeats interrupted Feng Qingchen's contemplation, followed immediately by a whine.
"Help! Help!"
"It's going to kill someone."
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When the cry for help came, Feng Qingchen quickly opened the small window and saw a big maroon horse suddenly running out of the alley on the side.
The horse seemed frightened and ran wildly, knocking over many stalls. The passers-by on both sides probably didn't avoid it in time and were knocked to the ground by the horse. There were a few brave people who wanted to step forward and subdue them.
The horse was kicked away by the horse. The horse didn't let him get close at all.
There is no whip or rope on the horse, and looking at its untamed appearance, it looks like a wild horse.
Wild horse? How could the wild horse appear in the city? Feng Qingchen understood immediately that the wild horse was coming for her. Otherwise, there would be no such coincidence.
The trouble frightened the horse, and she fell off the carriage. She was either dead or disabled, and the murderer could not be caught.
Okay, good method.
"Show." The coachman pulled the reins the first moment the wild horse rushed out, but...
The distance was too close and the speed of the wild horse was too fast, so it was too late.
"Jump off the car."
Seeing that the wild horse was about to charge up, Feng Qingchen didn't want to think about it at all. Before the carriage stopped, he opened the door, glanced at the direction where he could land, put his head in his hands, and prepared to jump to the side.
"This girl is really brave."
"Whose girl is this, so rude?"
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The onlookers pointed at Feng Qingchen, but Feng Qingchen seemed not to notice. The moment the wild horse hit him, Feng Qingchen jumped to the left, thinking that even if he didn't fall to death, his arm would be broken.
My legs, I can’t find Lu Shaolin today, but I don’t want to...
Falling into a warm embrace.
"Huh?"
Feng Qingchen raised his head: "Your Majesty?"
Bang... The wild horse hit the carriage. Under the impact of the wild horse, the rope holding the horse broke. The carriage was knocked away by the wild horse and turned into pieces of wood. The horse also hit the wall and died.
Well, the murderer is also dead.
"Why are you so careless?" Zhai Dongming looked at Feng Qingchen in his arms and gritted his teeth in anger.
If Wang Jinling hadn't asked him to take care of Feng Qingchen before going out, he would have been too lazy to care about this woman's life and death.
Doesn't she know that people from the Zhenguo Palace have been causing trouble for her everywhere recently, and they still run out at this time because they think their life is too long?
If I hadn't met him today, I would have had to live half a life or not. If I jumped out of the moving carriage, would anything have happened?
"It's just an accident that this trouble fell from the sky." Feng Qingchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pushed Zhai Dongming away, and saluted calmly.
"Thank you very much, Your Majesty, for your help."
Zhai Dongming couldn't help but admire Feng Qingchen's calmness and composure, not showing any signs of being frightened at all. Feng Qingchen's calm demeanor was beyond the reach of ordinary people. No wonder his grandfather admired her so much.
Accident? Zhai Dongming glanced at the broken carriage and the driver who was unconscious in the middle of the street, with a sarcastic smile flashing in his eyes.
Those people were so shameless that they didn't feel ashamed to do such cruel things to a little girl.
However, if Feng Qingchen said it was an accident, then let it be an accident.
"You are smart. Jin Ling is worried about you for nothing." Zhai Dongming finally understood why Wang Jinling came to ask him to take care of Feng Qingchen, and he only said that he would help if he met.
This woman is not an incompetent lady who only cries when something happens, or only asks her father and brother for help.
"There is no point in worrying. If it weren't for the prince here, Qingchen would have suffered a lot today."
She cherishes her life so much, and the situation just now was so dangerous. How could she not be afraid? She is also an ordinary woman.
So what if she's just scared? Can she hold Zhai Dongming and cry, how scared and pitiful she is?
cannot!
She is the head of the Feng Mansion. Xiu of the Feng Mansion can cry, but she cannot cry as she has the responsibility of supporting the family. Besides, Zhai Dongming is not her and has no obligation to protect her. Saving her is already giving Wang Jinling face.
Seeing that Feng Qingchen was so sensible, Zhai Dongming didn't bother to say anything more and only warned: "Let's go, I'll take you back. Don't come out during this period if you have nothing to do."
Even he didn't dare to offend the Duke of Zhen, and he didn't know how brave Feng Qingchen was. He actually openly made enemies of the people of the Duke of Zhen again and again.
Feng Qingchen nodded and did not refuse. She only asked Zhai Dongming to wait and let her bandage the coachman briefly.
She had just checked that the coachman's injuries were not serious. He was a man who had been on the battlefield after all, and he still had the ability to protect himself. He was just knocked unconscious and probably broke his arm.
Feng Qingchen moved very quickly, and within the time of a stick of incense, he had simply bandaged the wound. This was the first time that Zhai Dongming had seen Feng Qingchen do anything.
Not counting the time at Prince Su's Mansion, he was punished by running outside. Later, he only heard that Feng Qingchen gave his grandfather a pill and then asked the imperial doctor to give him a few injections, and his grandfather didn't feel any pain. This is not considered superb medical skills at all.
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Now looking at Feng Qingchen's skillful way of bandaging wounds, Zhai Dongming couldn't help but ask: "Feng Qingchen, your speed and technique of bandaging wounds are better than those of military doctors. How did you learn that?"
If Feng Qingchen was still concentrating on treating the wound, he would definitely say reflexively after hearing this: "Battlefield."
However, she has already dealt with this group. Taking off her gloves, Feng Qingchen stood up and said, "Wrap it a few times and it will be fine."
"How come there are so many injuries in your family?" This is the strangest thing. I have never heard of Feng Qingchen healing anyone before. How come his medical skills are so good?
Good medical skills can be said to have been acquired since childhood, but the techniques for treating wounds are so proficient, it would be impossible without practical experience.
Feng Qingchen knew what Zhai Dongming was asking and what he wanted to find out, but he just pretended that he didn't know and asked with a surprised look on his face: "Why can't I practice with animals if it has to be a human?"
Sun Sixing was trained with animals under her, so she was not worried at all that this statement would be misleading.
Uh...animals.
Zhai Dongming suddenly felt a chill. If His Highness Prince Luo knew about it, would he feel that he was just a rabbit or a pig in Feng Qingchen's eyes?
Of course, this thought just passed by in a flash. Zhai Dongming was smart enough not to ask. Instead, he thought of another thing.
After taking a look at Feng Qingchen, the more he thought about it, the more he thought it was okay.
Wang Jinling admires Feng Qingchen so much. Looking at Feng Qingchen's proficiency in dressing wounds, she should have some ability. Why not let her give it a try...
Let’s treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!