"Miss Feng, I'm really sorry. The second lady can't do anything about it. The master has said that the second lady is not allowed to have a personal relationship with you, Miss Feng. Once it is discovered that the second lady has a personal relationship with you, the second lady will be excommunicated.
He also said...if Miss Feng comes to Xie's Mansion, I will kick you out on the spot so that you can get into the Xie family's family style. The second lady is afraid that Miss Feng will be wronged in Xie's Mansion, so she specially asked the slaves to wait for Miss Feng here."
There was deep apology in the maid's eyes.
She had seen Feng Qingchen change the second lady's dressing. She really didn't believe that Miss Feng, such a careful and gentle person, could be the woman who was known to have many private meetings outside the city.
"I understand." Feng Qingchen responded and thanked the maid. His expression was indifferent, showing no emotion or anger.
Seeing the little maid's uneasiness, Feng Qingchen smiled at her, opened the medicine box flexibly and naturally, took several bottles of medicine and bandages to the maid, carefully taught her how to change the dressing, and gave her a pack of anti-inflammatory medicine.
She asked Mrs. Xie Er to take two pills three times a day.
"Miss Feng, you are such a good person." The little maid burst into tears when she saw that Feng Qingchen was obviously sad, but she pretended to smile and cared about the second lady's health attentively.
Although these maids are not as well educated as the ladies, they can see more clearly.
Miss Feng's return to the city disheveled was not a private meeting at all. Someone was definitely setting her up.
If you want to have a private meeting with a man, how can you end up in such an embarrassing situation? You have to know which woman in this world does not cherish her own reputation, and how can Miss Feng be willing to ruin her reputation? It's just that Miss Feng is a weak woman and has no choice.
Just like these maids, I am a fish and a man, and I can only be slaughtered by others.
Feng Qingchen shook his head: "I'm just doing my duty. Well, it's getting late, so I should go back."
After Feng Qingchen handed the medicine to the maid, he turned around and left without looking at the Xie Mansion opposite.
Thank you!
It's best to pray that you won't need it anymore. If one day, your Xie Mansion asks me to take action, I, Feng Qingchen, will ask your Xie family to kneel down in front of me and beg me to enter the Xie Mansion.
The anger in her heart was overwhelming, but she didn't show any of it on her face. Feng Qingchen turned around with an indifferent expression and joined the crowd, wandering around the street like a zombie.
Lan Jiuqing followed along and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Feng Qingchen was not confused.
Feng Qingchen's ending was inseparable from him.
If waking up disheveled in the suburbs on the wedding day was because of Dongling Ziluo, then this time it was all because of Lan Jiuqing.
He believed that someone as smart as Feng Qingchen had already figured out the key to this.
Lan Jiuqing escorted Feng Qingchen all the way to Feng Mansion, and found that the people who had originally surrounded Feng Mansion had dispersed, and a chill flashed in his eyes.
Xiling Tianlei, Xiling Yaohua, we have formed this bridge.
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Feng Qingchen was a little depressed, but after seeing the onlookers dispersed outside Feng Mansion, he felt better again.
At least, she did one thing right.
The later she shows up, the more unpleasant the rumors will be, and the people surrounding Feng Mansion will not leave, and the more serious the consequences will be.
Taking a deep breath and exhaling again, Feng Qingchen felt much better. She walked a little briskly and pushed the door open.
"Zhou Xing, why are you standing at the door?" Feng Qingchen had half of her feet inside the door and half of her feet outside. She forgot to take a step for a moment.
"Ahem, I just want to go out." Zhou Xing's eyes wandered.
He didn't tell Feng Qingchen that he had been standing here waiting for her from the moment Feng Qingchen left. He couldn't help her now, but he could wait here for her to go home and lend him a hand when she wanted to cry.
Give her a shoulder to lean on.
But he didn't expect that after waiting for a day, Feng Qingchen came back, and looking at Feng Qingchen's appearance, he didn't need anyone's comfort at all.
Whether it was true or false, Feng Qingchen could see it right away. Zhou Xing didn't say anything, so she pretended not to know: "It's very late, it's getting dark. If you have anything else, I'll do it tomorrow."
After saying that, he jumped over Zhou Xing and walked towards his small courtyard with a natural expression, as if nothing happened.
"Uh, Sister Feng, are you okay?" Zhou Xing's moral integrity was still a bit lacking.
Feng Qingchen turned around and smiled at Zhou Xingyi: "What can happen to me? Don't worry, I am Feng Qingchen, and I can't defeat Feng Qingchen. This is not the first time for this kind of rumor. I'll get used to it after hearing it too many times.
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Feng Qingchen waved his hand, signaling Zhou Xing not to pay attention.
"Oh, that's good." Zhou Xing nodded slowly, feeling a little uncomfortable, as if he was worrying in vain. This Feng Qingchen was really heartless.
"Okay, let's go get ready for dinner. Considering your injury, my sister will do it herself."
The moment she was able to get out of bed, he asked Zhou Xing to send the people from the Su family back. It was better not to have anything to do with her at this time.
"Okay, I'll wait." Zhou Xing said angrily, stepped forward to close the door, and took a look to see if there were still people watching outside Feng Mansion.
Feng Qingchen moved forward calmly. She put away the sadness in her eyes, put away the pain in her heart, and her steps were as steady and peaceful as ever.
She is Feng Qingchen, an orphan without a father or mother. She must be strong. Only by being strong can she survive in this world of cannibalism.
So what if Zhou Xing is worried about her, a word of worry can't change her fate, all she can do is rely on herself.
And now, she needs a chance, an opportunity that can make her famous.
At dinner, it was just Feng Qingchen and Zhou Xing. They ate happily, and they didn't have the habit of eating and sleeping silently in Feng Mansion.
After finishing the meal, Zhou Xing rushed to clear away the dishes and chopsticks regardless of his injuries. Feng Qingchen thought for a while, then simply let go and went back to the room.
When she returned to the room and was alone, Feng Qingchen felt tired and lonely. She was really exhausted both physically and mentally throughout the whole day.
Under the candlelight, Feng Qingchen sat on a chair, writing and drawing, thinking about what to do next and what opportunities were available, but after thinking for a long time, she didn't know what to do next.
Rumors spread, and all the situations she had finally opened were sealed. She had no way out in the capital.
Maybe it would be a good idea to leave the capital and go to a remote town, but under such circumstances, she was unwilling to let her leave.
Others want to drive her out of the Imperial City, the more she wants to live well in the Imperial City and make those people angry to death.
Feng Qingchen scribbled on the paper, feeling restless and restless. He couldn't calm down for a long time. Feng Qingchen got annoyed, crumpled the paper into a ball, threw it on the ground, stood up and walked towards the outer courtyard.
Maybe, taking a cold shower would help her calm down a little. Only after she calms down can she know how to go next.
Outside the yard, there was a full tank of water. Feng Qingchen picked up a small bucket, filled most of the bucket with water, gritted his teeth, and poured it over his head.
"Well...it's so cold."
Hua la la... The cold water poured down from head to toe. Feng Qingchen shivered from the cold, but she felt the irritability in her heart dissipate.
"Hahaha, this method really works."
Feng Qingchen continued to fill the bottle with water and poured it on her head... until most of the water in the tank was used up, she returned to the room wearing wet clothes and laughing loudly.
"This woman is crazy. She has just recovered from a serious illness, and she actually takes a cold shower. Is she looking for death?" Xiling Tianlei sat on the wall of Feng Mansion, looking incredible.
He came here today to see if Lan Jiuqing would show up.
Feng Qingchen suffered so much grievance during the day, so Lan Jiuqing should come to comfort her. After all, the grievance Feng Qingchen suffered during the day was indirectly caused by Lan Jiuqing.
As a result, Lan Jiuqing did not wait for Lan Jiuqing, but saw the scene of Feng Qingchen committing suicide.
Xiling Tianlei shook his head.
He completely believed how difficult this woman was. A woman who was so cruel to him would never be soft on her enemies.
Such a woman should either be killed or taken away.
And subdue? What kind of man can subdue this woman?
Xiling Tianlei's eyes flashed with eagerness to try!