Feng Jiuer stayed in Yuyang Palace for a whole day.
After Zhan Yuheng came back, he really never woke up again. However, he developed a high fever in the middle of the journey, so Jiu'er didn't dare to leave at will now.
There were no antipyretics in this era, so she could only order people to get medicinal materials from the palace medicine storehouse and make her own antipyretic medicine.
After taking it internally and externally, Zhan Yuheng's high fever finally eased a little.
Now, he should still have a low fever, but he was stabbed and the wound was so deep. It is most normal for him to have repeated fevers in the past two days.
The doctors in the palace were always making a fuss. When they heard that the prince had a fever, more than a dozen doctors were immediately confused. They were like ants on a hot pot.
Everyone was here. Although they didn't dare to break into the inner hall rashly, they still kept trying to persuade her to take the medicine.
Jiuer felt that it was really annoying, so he asked the palace maid to kick them out.
If the emperor hadn't personally asked Feng Jiu'er to stay and take care of His Highness the Crown Prince, who would be willing to listen to her?
It is simply unforgivable that a little yellow-haired girl who only knows a little bit about medical skills in the private sector is gesticulating in front of these respected old imperial doctors!
But no matter what, if they want to kick them out, who can stay?
That is to say, Feng Jiuer got such a big advantage and rushed to treat the prince immediately when he was injured.
In fact, who doesn't know how to deal with wounds like this? Any imperial doctor at that time would definitely handle it better than Feng Jiuer's method.
She was just lucky, because she was there the first time, so the Holy Father gave her the right to take care of His Highness the Crown Prince full-time.
Now they are even using this power to expel these truly good doctors. This little brat, a young wild girl, should not harm their noble prince!
In short, during the whole night, only Feng Jiuer and Qingyun stayed by the prince's side, and there were two little maids outside who were waiting to take orders at any time.
However, even the little palace maid and Qingyun were not in the inner hall. There were only Feng Jiuer and Zhan Yuheng in the entire tent.
Late at night, there were a few uninvited guests in Yuyang Hall.
After receiving the report, Qingyun walked in front of the account. In fact, he really didn't want to alarm the two people inside or ruin the beautiful atmosphere.
However, given the identity of the visitor, if they were not alerted, they would probably break in on their own.
Qingyun had no choice but to lean towards Feng Jiuer's figure in the account and said, "Miss Feng, the Ninth Prince has invited you."
The curtain was immediately opened by Feng Jiuer, and she said: "Where are the people?"
Qingyun felt a little uncomfortable, and Feng Jiuer seemed to be eager to see the Ninth Prince. However, Qingyun knew better than anyone else how much the Crown Prince missed Feng Jiuer.
Can't this ninth lady of the Feng family stay with His Royal Highness wholeheartedly?
He pursed his lower lip and said calmly: "Outside the side hall."
"Your Highness has nothing to worry about right now. As long as no one disturbs his rest, Qingyun, please guard him. If anything happens, come to me immediately."
She was going to the side hall to see Uncle Nine Emperors. She had seen him walking in a hurry all day long, wondering if there was something important going on.
Inexplicably, I really want to meet him and know everything about him.
Before Qingyun had time to ask some important questions, the slender figure in front of him flashed, and Feng Jiuer had disappeared behind the door.
Looking back at the figure still lying on the bed, Qingyun felt sad.
Is there any way to make Feng Jiuer stay with His Highness the Crown Prince forever?
But now, everyone has ignored one issue, that is, Feng Jiuer has been pointed out to Nanmen Xu of the Nanmen clan.
Jun Wuji said, the imperial edict has been issued, but why don't each of them take it seriously?
Is it because His Majesty is too indulgent towards everyone, or is it that everyone is just too arrogant?
... Before reaching the side hall, I saw Yu Jingfeng guarding the door of the side hall from a distance.
Only then did Jiu'er remember that it had been a full day since he left Prince Jiu's mansion in the morning.
Feng Jiuer rolled her eyes at him: "Why do you have to salute? I don't even have an official position, and your status is higher than mine."
I don't usually see him so polite. What happened today?
Yu Jingfeng smiled lightly, leaned closer to her and whispered: "This is a palace, there are many people, and if you show off, you won't lose a piece of meat. If some people are bored and hold them accountable, it will be troublesome."
Jiu'er couldn't help but sigh, it was because she, a modern person, didn't take the palace rules seriously.
Even Yu Jingfeng was aware of this problem, but he really didn't take it to heart at all. He didn't know whether to say he was too ambitious or too reckless.
Or maybe, there are no rules when it comes to the Nine Emperors Uncle, so the same applies to others.
She let out a breath, waited for Yu Jingfeng to open the door to the side hall, and then walked in.
Uncle Nine Emperors is sitting at the coffee table, drinking tea, the background is a bit cold.
Jiu'er walked over and called out: "Uncle Nine Emperors."
He didn't speak, or even looked back at her. Jiu'er had no choice but to walk to the other side of the coffee table, sit down, pour herself a cup of tea, and drink it in one go.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, are you leaving the imperial city again?"
Zhan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
"Want to ask me why I know?" Feng Jiuer murmured, not knowing why, but knowing that he was about to go on an expedition, she felt really irritable.
I really want to... follow him to the border and go to the battlefield...
"You have been secretly discussing with the Holy One all day long. You are the God of War of Beimu Kingdom. What else is worthy of discussing with you for so long? Isn't it something on the battlefield?"
Zhan Qingcheng didn't refute. This girl looked heartless, but in fact, she was as meticulous as dust.
"Uncle Nine Emperors." Jiu'er called him, but he didn't know what he wanted to say next.
"Don't you want me to leave?" He put down the cup and stared at her little face.
Feng Jiuer couldn't answer this topic. Why did they always seem to be familiar with each other?
I actually want to act coquettishly in front of the Nine Emperors Uncle. Isn't it so willful? But why do you think such a habit has become natural?
She clasped her fingers, feeling that she had gone too far, but she was not happy to know that he was leaving.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to do what you want this time." Zhan Qingcheng's glass was empty, and Jiu'er refilled a full glass for him without saying a word.
Since even Uncle Nine Emperors said that she couldn't go as she wished, then this expedition was inevitable.
National affairs concern the entire country and thousands of people, but when can she actually do whatever she wants?
"When are you leaving?"
"It's not decided yet." He squeezed the cup as if squeezing her little hand, and the cup seemed to still have the warmth left by her fingers.
"The king has not been in the imperial city for the past two days. If you have the chance, leave this palace immediately."
