Chapter 1948 Feng Clan: No need to rely on men
Feng Jiuer checked Yang Sheng's pulse, wrote another prescription, and then stood up.
She stood in front of the bed, leaned over, and bowed seriously.
"Yang Sheng, you are the savior of my Third Emperor brother, what do you want?
Please say."
Although they are subordinates, how many people can risk their lives to save them?
"Miss Jiu'er."
Yang Sheng wanted to stand up.
Shen Ronger held his arm and stopped him: "You can't move casually for the time being."
"Jiu'er, don't take it too seriously. Mr. Jiang is Brother Yang's master. It is only natural that he saves his master."
Shen Ronger patted Yang Sheng on the shoulder, stood up, and moved the chair in front of Feng Jiuer.
"Jiu'er, please sit down! Brother Yang is not used to you being like this."
"He finally got better, and I don't want any accident to happen. Jiu'er, please sit down!"
Feng Jiu'er retracted her hands, looked at Shen Ronger, and took the chair from her hand.
She put her chair back and sat down.
"I understand what you said, but if you have merit, you must reward according to merit."
"Yang Sheng, tell me, what do you need?"
"Miss Jiu'er, I hope to stay by your master's side for the rest of my life."
Yang Sheng pursed his lips and said softly.
The face that was flushed just now has recovered a lot now.
In addition to discussing merit and rewards, Feng Jiuer was also observing the changes in his face.
From this point of view, it must be that he was being served and bathed, which made his face extremely red.
"I believe that as long as you do this well, my Third Emperor Brother will definitely reuse you."
Feng Jiu'er raised the corner of her mouth and looked at Shen Ronger.
"Is there nothing else you want or want us to do for you?"
Yang Sheng shook his head without hesitation and said: "No more."
"Thank you to the Third Prince for taking me by your side regardless of past grievances. I have nothing extravagant to ask for."
"Jiu'er."
Shen Ronger knelt on the ground, "Jiu'er, I have something to ask of you."
Feng Jiuer looked at her and nodded lightly: "Say."
"Jiu'er, I think..." Shen Ronger paused and couldn't say what she should say.
She looked at Yang Sheng, took a deep breath, and said, "Please betroth me to Brother Yang. I can be your concubine."
"When Brother Yang finds someone he likes, he can marry another person. I won't mind."
"I would mind."
Feng Jiu'er shook her head, "Rong'er, you know you like Yang Sheng, but you are a member of my Tianji Hall and should not be my concubine."
"Rong'er."
Yang Sheng looked at Shen Ronger and frowned slightly.
Shen Ronger turned around and faced Yang Sheng: "Brother Yang, I like you. I told you at the time, but you didn't hear it yourself."
"I... heard it."
Yang Sheng's cheeks turned red again.
"But now is not the time to talk about this kind of thing. Jiu'er is very busy..." "No matter how busy I am, I will not care about my own happiness."
Feng Jiuer interrupted Yang Sheng.
"Yang Sheng, everyone can see that Ronger likes you, but I don't want you to marry him out of gratitude."
"Rong'er."
Feng Jiu'er stretched out her hand to Shen Ronger, "You get up first."
Shen Ronger pursed her lips, stood up, and came to Feng Jiuer's side.
"We don't need to rely on men, you know what I mean?"
Feng Jiuer raised her eyes.
Shen Ronger nodded, then shook her head: "Jiu'er, but I really like Brother Yang."
"I know."
Feng Jiuer patted her shoulder and looked at Yang Sheng, "That's why I can't agree easily."
"Unless Yang Sheng likes you too, you won't be happy if you marry him."
"Yang Sheng, Ronger, as a woman, has the courage to face herself. You can't escape."
This chapter has been completed!
