Chapter 961 How can you compare to his little nine?
Feng Jiuer has long been suspicious of her past and her identity.
Why should a noble princess with no symptoms be sent to a villa to recuperate for sixteen years?
When her father looked at her, his eyes were always very complicated.
She couldn't guess what her father was thinking, but the complexity always made her feel uneasy.
Jiu'er even discovered that in front of her father, she had to act carefree and have no thoughts of her own, so that his father would talk to her easily.
As long as she showed some signs of having her own ideas, her father would look at her with a sharp look, with an air of inquiry.
Therefore, you must pretend to be stupid in front of your father.
But she really doesn't understand what her father is guarding against her for.
She has no power. Even if she really wants to inherit the throne in the future, she can only have it if her father is willing to pass it on to her.
It is impossible to fight for power in her current situation.
But why is her father still on guard against her?
After all, what else does she have that even her father is afraid of?
"It's okay, go back and rest."
Feng Qiongcang waved his hand.
Jiuer immediately bowed and left.
After leaving the door, he ran towards Fengjiang's bedroom as fast as he could.
Feng Jiang had already put Feng Li on the bed and covered him with a quilt.
Seeing Feng Jiuer coming, he was surprised and said: "Why are you here so late?
Go back and rest quickly!"
"No, I have to guard Uncle Four Emperors tonight."
She had bandaged the wounds of the Fourth Emperor's uncle. I'm afraid that the Fourth Emperor's uncle would still have a fever tonight, so she had to stay.
It was no longer important who taught the medical skills. What was important was that she knew that she was sure of the Fourth Emperor's uncle's injuries.
I wouldn't trust it if I left it to someone else.
Fengjiang actually hoped that Jiu'er would protect the Fourth Emperor's uncle. He had known the Fourth Emperor's uncle for so many years, but he had never seen him so seriously injured.
He saw Feng Jiuer's treatment of the wound on his chest with his own eyes.
Even if he asked the imperial doctor to deal with such a deep injury, he was not sure that the imperial doctor could handle it well.
"Okay, you stay here and guard him."
"Leave two young eunuchs to keep watch at night. Uncle Four Emperors may have fever and night sweats at night, so someone has to come in at any time to boil hot water."
"Okay, I understand."
That night, in the second half of the night, Feng Li felt hot all over and was sweating constantly.
Feng Jiuer stayed by his side every step of the way, wiping his body and cooling him down physically.
After all this torment, it was not until dawn that Fengli's high fever subsided.
Feng Jiuer breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that he wouldn't have a fever again.
But the man still sat on the edge of the bed and kept watching over him. When he couldn't hold it any longer, he lay down on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes and planned to rest for a while.
As for Fengjiang, he had long since collapsed on his chair and slept to death.
It was still dark the next day, and the chirping of insects and birds could be heard outside the window.
The man on the hospital bed moved his eyes. Before he woke up, he noticed someone beside the bed! He frowned and suddenly opened his eyes. The vigilance he had cultivated over the years made him feel the palms of his hands when he woke up.
Really angry.
"Uncle Four Emperors!"
Fengjiang lowered his voice and hurriedly stopped him: "It's Jiu'er."
People who practice martial arts can't stand others being close to each other, especially since the Fourth Emperor's Uncle has been single for so many years and never has anyone else in his bed.
Fengjiang knew that he would be on guard when he woke up, so he stayed by the side after he woke up.
Feng Li blinked and finally saw clearly the girl lying beside the bed.
She sat on a low stool, lying on the edge of the bed, leaning on her arms, sleeping deeply.
There was a hint of tiredness between his eyebrows, and there was a faint dark color under his eyes, which was obviously due to lack of sleep.
She stayed here all night last night?
Feng Li opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but found that his throat was dry and it was difficult to speak.
Feng Jiang was quite discerning, so he immediately poured a cup of warm tea and brought it to Feng Li's lips.
Feng Li drank four glasses in one breath, finally regained his composure, and sat down gently on the edge of the bed.
"Uncle Four Emperors..." Fengjiang was a little worried. He was so injured last night, but now he can actually sit up.
Is it because the Fourth Emperor's body is too good and too strong, or is it because Jiu'er's medical skills are sufficiently good?
Feng Li's thoughts were all on Feng Jiu'er.
Seeing her lying on the bedside, he moved lightly, got down from the bedside, and was about to bend down to pick her up.
Feng Jiang was anxious and said hurriedly: "Uncle Four Emperors, no! Your injury..." "It doesn't matter."
Even if his body is riddled with holes, how can he compare to his little Jiu'er?
"Uncle Four Emperors, you are injured, you'd better let me do it."
Feng Jiang had not dared to touch Feng Jiu'er just now because he was afraid that if he touched her, she would wake her up.
She didn't sleep last night, and after he couldn't help but fall asleep, he woke up two or three times, and every time he saw her holding a towel to wipe the sweat of the Fourth Emperor.
He wanted to stay with her until dawn, but every time he couldn't help but fall asleep after looking at her for a while.
Anyway, Jiu'er had never slept, so when he finally woke up and saw her asleep, he didn't dare to disturb her.
But now, if he doesn't take action, the Fourth Emperor's Uncle will carry her up himself.
If the Fourth Emperor's uncle's wound was torn, Jiu'er would wake up and scold him to death! But he didn't expect that just two steps closer to Jiu'er, the Fourth Emperor's uncle would cast his cold and frightening gaze towards him.
Feng Jiang was startled and stopped hurriedly, a little embarrassed: "Four, Uncle Fourth Emperor, what do you mean by this look in your eyes?"
"Can you touch this girl's body?"
Feng Li was a little angry. This bastard brat actually wanted to touch his Jiu'er. Did he want to die?
Feng Jiang was dumbfounded. Isn't this accusation a bit too far-fetched?
"Jiu'er is my imperial sister, what's wrong if I hug my imperial sister?"
"Shut up!"
Feng Li bent over, gently picked up Jiu'er, and carefully put him down on the bed.
Fengjiang looked at his actions and was still very uneasy.
Uncle Four Emperors was injured so badly last night. Now that he wakes up, how can he be able to move around as usual?
Although Jiuer can tell that she is light and airy at first sight, she is an adult girl after all, and she always has weight.
Is it really okay to exert such force?
Seeing Feng Li's brows tighten slightly, Feng Jiang immediately went over and asked urgently: "Uncle Four Emperors, does the wound hurt?"
His voice was a bit loud, and Jiu'er, who was not completely lying on the bed, moved her eyelids and slowly opened her eyes.
In her sight, the man wearing a mask was looking at her.
Although the mask was cold, his eyes were gentle, but he seemed a little uneasy when he saw her waking up.
"Jiu'er..." "Uncle Four Emperors...Uncle Four Emperors!"
Jiu'er thought for a moment, then suddenly stood up and tore his clothes apart.
The wound that had been bandaged was stained with blood bit by bit on the layers of gauze stained with dried blood.
