In the tent, Feng Qingyin waited for half a day, but she didn't see Zhan Yuheng, and she didn't hear any news about the war. She couldn't wait any longer.
These days, she can rest in Zhan Yuheng's tent, but Zhan Yuheng is often not in the tent.
Not to mention resting, even if he was doing work, he went to another tent.
It was simply impossible for Feng Qingyin to stay by Zhan Yuheng's side all the time.
She knew very well that he was hiding from her, and if she forced him again, he would still move to another place.
"Here comes someone."
Lowering her head and rubbing her belly, Feng Qingyin called out in a low voice.
The two palace maids hurriedly ran in, fearing that they would offend the people in the tent.
"Miss Qingyin, what are your orders?"
A palace maid lowered her head and asked softly.
"Where is my brother, the prince?"
Feng Qingyin rolled her eyes at the two of them, feeling increasingly depressed.
As the emperor's concubine, she calls the prince "brother prince". Even those who are used to it may find it difficult to accept this kind of thing.
"Back to Miss Qingyin, His Royal Highness is working next door. He ordered his servants to guard Miss Qingyin. May I ask what Miss Qingyin's orders are?"
The palace maid nodded in response.
"I want to see the prince brother."
Feng Qingyin held her belly and stretched out her hand.
When the two palace maids saw this, they immediately stepped forward to greet him.
One palace maid held Feng Qingyin's hand, and another palace maid stood beside her cautiously, not daring to be careless.
After Feng Qingyin stood up, a palace maid said: "Miss Qingyin, His Royal Highness does not like to be disturbed when he is doing things."
"I heard...Miss Linglong has woken up. Miss Qingyin, do you want to go see her?"
The two maids were not the actual maids selected in the palace, but the female guards around Zhan Yuheng.
In order to make it easier for Feng Qingyin to accept their service, they all wore the attire of a palace maid.
Even the female guards who had gone through the battlefield were now respectful and cautious in front of Feng Qingyin.
These days, there are a lot of rumors in the war camp. Even if they don't say it, everyone will have their own thoughts in their hearts.
Feng Qingyin looked at the palace maid who was speaking. The palace maid immediately lowered her head, not even daring to breathe.
The tent was quiet for a while. Feng Qingyin took a deep breath, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'm going to see Linglong."
Zhan Yuheng had no intention of concealing the identities of the two palace maids, and Feng Qingyin also knew their identities very well.
She would always give a little face to the people around the prince brother, and it was time for her to go see Linglong.
"Okay, Miss Qingyin, I will take you there right now."
The palace maid nodded and said.
When Feng Qingyin stepped lightly, the palace maid who supported her dared to take a small step cautiously.
After leaving the tent and passing several tents, the three of them arrived at the small exquisite tent.
"Miss Qingyin."
The two maids guarding outside the tent looked at Feng Qingyin and immediately came to greet her.
Zhan Yuheng's two female guards took Feng Qingyin over, and the palace maid called her affectionately: "Miss Qingyin."
"Why don't you take a good rest?
Miss Linglong has woken up, and the doctor said she will get better after resting for a while."
"You guys go back."
Feng Qingyin looked back at the two people who came with her and waved her hands.
"Remember, the prince brother only asked you to be responsible for my safety, not to monitor my daily life."
"Yes, Miss Qingyin, I don't dare."
The two female guards dressed as palace ladies nodded and took a few steps back.
One of the female guards said: "Miss Qingyin, we are guarding outside. If something happens to you, just ask someone to come and shout."
Feng Qingyin waved her hand, turned around, and walked inside.
"Leave one person to guard you."
"yes."
A palace maid nodded and stopped.
After Feng Qingyin and another palace maid entered, the person who stayed behind lowered the curtain for the people inside.
The two female guards who had brought Feng Qingyin had left a sufficient distance before they stopped and turned around to look at the tent.
"Miss."
Seeing Feng Qingyin come in, Linglong sat up on the bed.
She casually pulled a piece of gauze and covered her face.
Feng Qingyin took back her hand from the palace maid's hand and waved her hand.
"You also go out, Linglong and I have something to say, make sure no one else hears it."
"Okay, miss."
The palace maid nodded, turned around and retreated.
Feng Qingyin sat next to Linglong and pulled off the gauze she was still wearing on her face.
"Miss, don't look!"
Linglong turned her face away.
Feng Qingyin was a little disgusted, but she still said calmly: "Turn around and show me."
Linglong pursed her lips, stepped back for a few moments, and then turned to look at Feng Qingyin.
Staring at her disgusting face, Feng Qingyin's expression became very gloomy.
"What's going on?
How could I use this medicine back on myself?
Could it be that Feng Jiu'er wasn't even injured at all?"
Linglong sighed lightly and nodded.
She lowered her head and picked up the gauze on the bed, and then covered her face.
"The imperial doctor said that it can only alleviate the disease, but it cannot be cured."
"I know the toxicity of medicine better than you, why are you so careless?"
Feng Qingyin clenched her fist tightly and stood up.
"Miss, please sit down and talk, please."
Linglong stood up, her eyes a little anxious.
Far away from that disgusting face, Feng Qingyin found a chair and sat down at random.
"Feng Jiu'er is really not hurt at all?"
She asked again in a deep voice.
Linglong shook her head and sat back on the bed: "Probably not."
"Miss, Feng Jiu'er's martial arts is beyond my imagination. It's like she has mastered some unparalleled magical skill. She has strong internal strength and agile movements."
"Compared with hers, my martial arts skills are far behind."
"How is that possible?"
Feng Qingyin frowned slightly, "Didn't you also see Feng Jiu at that time?"
"She's just good at martial arts, how can she be compared to the peerless magical skills?"
"Having been calculated by Feng Jiu'er once, do you want to elevate others and look down on yourself?
Linglong, your ability is more than that!"
"Miss, I don't."
Linglong looked at Feng Qingyin and shook her head, "Feng Jiuer at this moment is different from before."
"At that time, I heard that the Ninth Prince took her to the Dream Clan to find some secret book of peerless magical skills. Maybe she really found it."
