"What are you laughing at? Of course I am laughing at you for entering the palace!" Feng Anya laughed so hard that she could hardly stand.
Feng Qingyin was so angry that she wanted to kick her in the face: "You dare to laugh at the palace. I will definitely report this to the Queen and have her punish you!"
"Oh, we are scared." Feng Xiyu pulled Feng Anya, looking panicked, "Anya, tell me, will the Queen really punish us for Feng Qingyin?"
"certainly……"
"Of course not!" Feng Anya interrupted Feng Qingyin's words, pointed at Feng Qingyin's face, and smiled even more wildly.
"Don't look at her face now. Since she came back from the palace, she must have been beaten by someone in the palace."
"Look at the clear and obvious five-fingerprints on your face. You can tell at a glance that the beating was very hard. Didn't it destroy your teeth?"
Feng Qingyin's face changed drastically, and she immediately reached out to cover her face. Her face turned red and green, changing almost instantly.
"Hahaha, I was beaten like this, I can't even protect myself, and I even asked my empress to help her stand up."
"That is, what does she think she is? She really thought His Highness the Crown Prince would want her."
"Ha, I heard that His Highness the Crown Prince still likes our Jiu'er. They don't like this pretentious and talented girl."
"Bah, the number one bad girl is pretty much the same, hahaha..."
Feng Qingyin covered her face with tears in her eyes, stumbled back to her courtyard, closed the door and immediately started crying.
She has always been the aloof eighth lady of the Feng family, but now she has fallen to this level.
Everyone originally believed that she must be the best candidate for the Crown Princess, but now, why did the news come out that the Crown Prince's brother likes Feng Jiu'er?
Why did that good-for-nothing Miss Ninth become so dazzling in just one month and be chased by all men?
Why is she obviously the brightest star in the Feng family, but now she has become the humblest one? Even those losers dare to bully her!
Why?
"Woo..." Feng Qingyin squatted on the ground, whimpering and crying, "Why are you all bullying me? Why? Wuwu..."
She cried so miserably that even the man sleeping on the beam was disturbed and could no longer sleep.
"Who bullied you? Do you want me to help you kill him?" He turned over and looked at her lazily.
Feng Qingyin was startled. She looked up at the man who had appeared inexplicably on the roof beam, and finally recovered her senses.
"When did you come? What are you doing here again this time?"
"I came to see you when I had nothing to eat." The man seemed to be very familiar with this place. He was lying on the beam, looking precarious, but he didn't fall down.
"Are you injured?" Feng Qingyin raised her hand to wipe her tears, stood up from the ground, walked to the side and took out the medicine box, and looked up at him.
"Come down. If you are injured, I will take care of it for you."
This gentle look was completely different from when she faced Feng Anya and Feng Xiyu just now.
But the moment he lowered his head, no one could see the flicker of light in his eyes.
The man hesitated for a moment, and finally fell lightly from the beam. When he landed, there was a little movement, which showed that he was really seriously injured this time.
His face was very pale, and Feng Qingyin could see clearly only after he came down.
"How did you get hurt like this? What happened to you? What happened to you? Did you come to the Imperial City to do business again and were you bullied?"
"Do you think I am someone who will be bullied?" The man snorted. Although his face was pale, he was habitually cold.
"It doesn't look like it, but you are really injured. It can be seen that the injury is a bit serious."
Feng Qingyin asked him to sit down on the chair, "Take off your clothes. Let me see where you are injured."
"It doesn't matter, it will be fine in a few days." He was not used to taking off his clothes, even in front of her.
"Then take some elixirs. This pill is for the New Year. Daddy gave it to me. It must be something good. I can't bear to take it."
Feng Qingyin poured out a pill from a small bottle and handed it to him: "Take it, it's a good thing, it can help you regain your strength."
"Don't you ask me what happened?" the man asked quietly, staring at the pill.
"You won't tell me if I ask you, so forget it. You won't hurt me anyway." Feng Qingyin muttered, as if she really didn't care.
"Take it quickly. I won't lie to you. It's really good. It's the best medicine I have here."
"You give me the best, but what about yourself?"
"I won't get hurt." She smiled lightly.
The man stared at the pill, with a trace of invisible gratitude flowing in his eyes. He was not a person who showed his emotions, but this gratitude was still captured by Feng Qingyin.
It was a shame that she gave him such a precious medicinal material!
"Jianyi." She called.
Jianyi was the name she gave him because he never said his name or who he was.
When she first met him, he was holding a long sword and refused to say his name, so she called him Jianyi from then on.
Jianyi looked up at her, but unexpectedly saw the bright red fingerprints on her face.
He was beaten like this. No wonder after entering the door just now, a man sat on the ground crying pitifully!
"Who hit him?" Jianyi's face darkened, and a cold murderous look passed through his eyes.
"No, no one, I bumped into it accidentally." Feng Qingyin seemed to remember the slap mark on her face, and immediately turned away to avoid his gaze.
Jian Yi pulled her face back, his brows darkened, and his anger ignited: "Who is it?"
Feng Qingyin was frightened by him and hurriedly broke away from his grasp, quickly retreating and staying far away from him.
"Jianyi, don't ask, it's just making things difficult for me."
Jian Yi stared at her, his initial excitement and anger gradually calmed down.
Finally, he shook the elixir on his hand, suddenly raised his hand, threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it.
Feng Qingyin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, walked to the side, poured a cup of warm tea, and handed it to him.
"I didn't mean to hide it from you, but you know your temper, and you seem to be capable of fighting. I... was afraid that you wouldn't be able to control it."
She let out a breath and knew that Jian Yi was not a person who liked to talk, so when the two of them were together, she had long been accustomed to talking to herself.
"But I am the eighth young lady of the Feng family after all. Born into the Feng family, I have to shoulder responsibilities. If I don't work hard, my grandfather and father will definitely have a hard time in the future."
"Jianyi, do you understand? Don't interfere in my affairs. Even if you feel a little wronged, I think it's worth it."
"Is it really worth it?" Jianyi frowned.
Feng Qingyin curved her lips and smiled: "It's worth it. As long as grandpa and father can live well in the future, everything will be worth it."
