Feng Qingchen returned to the small courtyard in the West District and closed the door to thank guests just like yesterday. No matter who came, Feng Qingchen repeatedly told Tong Yao and Tong Jue that unless the emperor or prince came in person, they should not disturb her even if the sky fell.
People who didn't know better thought that Feng Qingchen was going to prepare for tomorrow's competition, but Tong Yao and Tong Jue understood that their master was not doing it for the competition at all, but was just lazy and closed the door to sleep in broad daylight.
Ahem... The accusation of closing the door and sleeping in broad daylight is a bit serious. In fact, it should be that you are overusing your brain and need to rest. As for tomorrow's calligraphy competition, Feng Qingchen doesn't worry about it at all. She has made preparations, but will it be used?
It didn't matter, she would definitely lose when trying to spell calligraphy with Su Wan. Comparing her own weaknesses with others' strengths was something she would always do.
Feng Qingchen slept until dark, and then sadly discovered that she, who had always been able to fall asleep after falling into bed, was in particularly good spirits tonight and couldn't fall asleep, so she simply got dressed and went to the study to read at night. Of course she read.
Not the Four Books and Five Classics, but medical books.
Recently, she has been studying Chinese medicine. She has a background in Western medicine and has a medical background. It is easier and faster than ordinary people to learn Chinese medicine by herself. Although her current level of Chinese medicine is not that of a master, she can still diagnose minor illnesses.
Just can't prescribe medical treatment.
At midnight, Feng Qingchen finally felt sleepy and was about to go to bed. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled the faint smell of blood in the air.
"Who is it? Come out." Feng Qingchen stood in the middle of the door, alert.
There were guards guarding the outside of the small courtyard. She didn't hear the sound of fighting, and she was able to break into the inner courtyard, which meant that the person who came was not simple.
"It's me, don't make any sound." Lan Jiuqing walked out from the blind corner opposite the study and pressed his right hand on his left lower abdomen to prevent blood from dripping out.
His voice was weak, he was panting slightly, and it looked like he was seriously injured.
"Jiu Qing? Are you injured again?" Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that since she was protected by guards, very few people came to seek medical advice secretly in the middle of the night.
Although Lan Jiuqing was the one who troubled her the most in the middle of the night, the prince of Xiling also came once, so she had better be cautious. If she fell into the hands of Tianlei of Xiling again, even if she could save her life, innocence might not be guaranteed.
She didn't miss the way Xiling Tianlei looked at her.
In the darkness, Lan Jiuqing showed a wry smile: "Well, take care of my wound. I have some important things to do tomorrow."
"Come to the study first." Feng Qingchen didn't ask Lan Jiuqing how he avoided the guards outside. He opened the study door and motioned for Lan Jiuqing to go in by himself.
Although she promised that she would try her best to do whatever Lan Jiuqing asked her to do, she never thought about intervening in Lan Jiuqing's life, let alone knowing about Lan Jiuqing's affairs.
"You go to the low platform behind the screen to rest for a while, and I'll get something." Feng Qingchen closed the study door, turned around and walked towards Tong Jue and Tong Yao's room.
It's time to let them know some things.
After Feng Qingchen left, Lan Jiuqing took out the thing from his arms. He wanted to return it to Feng Qingchen several times, but he couldn't find a suitable opportunity. This time he was injured. He would be afraid if he didn't rest for a few days.
If it can't be cured, Feng Qingchen can take advantage of the opportunity to heal this thing. As for what she thinks, she doesn't care.
Lan Jiuqing will put it under the squat. He believes that Feng Qingchen will understand what this means.
Speaking of which, he was completely taking the blame for Bu Jingyun today. If Bu Jingyun had not neglected his duty, he would not have been injured at this critical moment.
The news of Ye Ye's disappearance was revealed. The place where Bu Jingyun imprisoned Ye Ye was found by Nanling Jinfan. Nanling Jinfan sent a group of dead soldiers to rescue the people. Bu Jingyun did not see the guardian because he was accompanying Bao'er.
The guard signaled for help. Seeing that Ye Ye was about to be rescued, the guards had no choice but to send him a signal.
He hurried over, cut off Ye Ye, and prepared to move the place where he was imprisoned. However, he was ambushed by Xiling Tianlei halfway. As a result, Ye Ye was rescued, but he was also seriously injured.
Lan Jiuqing admired Xiling Tianlei's use of Nanling Jinfan. At the same time, he also understood that there was a big problem within Nanling, otherwise Nanling Jinfan would not have acted in a hurry.
Of course, the most hateful person in this matter was Bu Jingyun. One day Bu Jingyun would die on a woman's belly. He had to teach Bu Jingyun a lesson this time.
Lan Jiuqing was lying on the small couch, waiting for Feng Qingchen to come in. When the footsteps sounded, Lan Jiuqing immediately became alert, like a leopard, exuding a cold murderous aura.
Because he heard the footsteps of three people, two of whom obviously had some martial arts background, Feng Qingchen bandaged him alone every time.
"Tong Yao, Tong Jue, wait for me outside." Feng Qingchen seemed to know Lan Jiuqing's worries, so he announced his home from a distance.
"Yes, Xiu." Tong Yao and Tong Jue responded respectfully. Xiu asked them to prepare hot water and clean cloth. He treated them as his own. Of course, even if he had someone, there were some things that they couldn't do.
Got it.
Feng Qingchen walked in carrying the medicine box: "There are two of my maids outside. It will be safer with them guarding me. Don't worry, they are trustworthy people."
Trust is mutual. Since she is willing to give Tong Jue and Tong Yao a chance, she can no longer exclude them.
"Yeah." Lan Jiuqing knew that Feng Qingchen didn't care about small things and would never be vague about big things, especially matters related to life and death. Feng Qingchen had always been cautious.
"Lie down first and don't move around. I'll bring water in." Feng Qingchen went out, took the things from Tong Jue and Tong Yao's hands, thought for a moment and ordered: "Tong Jue, let the people in the kitchen stew it.
Pot of chicken soup.”
"Yes." Tong Jue understood that Feng Qingchen trusted them, but they also had to abide by their duties and refuse to ask questions that shouldn't be asked.
"Tong Yao, this place is left to you. No one can come in without my order." The guards outside are from Prince Su's palace. Although they are all given to her, it does not mean that every one of them can be used. With Tong
Yao Zai can block some unnecessary troubles.
This is the advantage of a maid. In the past, she could do all these things every week and she didn't need to worry about it.
Feng Qingchen went into the study, put the things away, took the lamp in, and took out a few lamps in the corner and lit them one by one.
The study was instantly bright, and the night guard was quickly noticed. The guard immediately ran over and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Tong Yao. After asking to make sure that everything was okay, the guard left.
Feng Qingchen was cleaning Lan Jiuqing's wound. She was extremely lucky that Tong Yao was outside, otherwise she would have gone out to send people away, which would be troublesome.
The wound on Lan Jiuqing's lower abdomen was more than ten centimeters long, three to four centimeters wide, and the incision was about two centimeters deep. A little further down, Lan Jiuqing's lifeblood was gone.
Because the location of the wound was quite special, Feng Qingchen cut off the clothing material near the wound and signaled Lan Jiuqing to take off his pants, otherwise she would cut them all off and Lan Jiuqing would have no pants to wear.
Lan Jiuqing's body froze and remained motionless. Only then did he realize that he was injured somewhere. When Feng Qingchen wiped the blood from her wound just now, he touched a place that shouldn't have been touched. If it weren't for his self-control,
Well, maybe he reacted inappropriately in front of Feng Qingchen and took off his pants. If something happened down there, he would have no way to hide it...
A message to readers: I am not an artistic young woman, I am evil... Jiuqing, just wait for the embarrassment!