Yes, after it was confirmed that the prince was out of danger, Feng Qingchen had no intention of staying in the palace.
She is not good at pediatrics, nor is she good at nursing care. There is absolutely no need for her to stay here. The most important thing is that she is worried and wants to go out and find out how Lan Jiuqing is doing.
Lan Jiuqing wanted to create chaos and let Fu Lin know that he was in the imperial city. There would definitely be a big fuss. She would not be able to get any news from Zhaoyan Palace.
"Your Majesty, the prince is fine. I can't do the rest, and I can't help you by staying here." Feng Qingchen understood Concubine Xie's mood, so she tried to be as tactful as possible.
"But... Qingchen, can't you stay one more day? He..." Concubine Xie Huang looked at Feng Qingchen pleadingly. She didn't need Feng Qingchen to do anything. As long as Feng Qingchen stayed in Zhaoyan Palace, she
Just don't worry.
In this way, if something happens to Bazhen, he can be found immediately.
"Your Majesty, the prince's poison has been detoxified. The imperial physician can take care of the rest. I beg your Majesty, something happened in the Feng Mansion. I must go back and deal with it as soon as possible." Feng Qingchen was a little helpless. The prince really didn't need her around the clock.
I took personal care of him.
If she really needed it, she wouldn't leave. How could she be willing to let anything happen to the person she finally saved again?
Doctors are also human beings. When the patient is out of danger, please allow the doctor to go back and take care of the housework.
Even if Feng Qingchen brought her words to this level, Concubine Xie could only agree no matter how dissatisfied she was. Feng Qingchen was not an imperial physician, so it would have been rude for her to call someone here in a hurry.
There is an imperial doctor in the palace, so it doesn't mean that without Feng Qingchen, something will happen to the eighth prince.
Concubine Xie Huang asked Feng Qingchen to wait a little longer until the imperial doctor came to see her before leaving.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will make it clear with the imperial doctor before leaving. Everything will take care of the Eighth Prince's body." Feng Qingchen's words were so beautiful that the dissatisfaction in Concubine Xie's heart disappeared.
Judging from the emperor's performance yesterday, he should have taken the Eighth Prince to heart. Everyone in the palace was very smart. The imperial doctors had been waiting outside for a long time. Concubine Xie gave the order and filed in.
After repeated diagnosis and treatment, the three imperial doctors came to the same conclusion as Feng Qingchen. As long as the Eighth Prince regulates his mind, he can recover as before. However... after suffering such a big loss, his body will definitely be weaker than ordinary people.
Concubine Xie Huang had already guessed this, and although she was sad, it was not unacceptable.
It is better to be weak than to die young. The Eighth Prince escaped death, and Concubine Xie was very satisfied.
After Feng Qingchen handed over to the imperial doctors, he proposed to leave the palace. Concubine Xie rewarded Feng Qingchen generously with a bunch of jewels, and repeatedly told Feng Qingchen not to go out for the next few days, for fear that Feng Qingchen would be looked for in the palace.
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Feng Qingchen repeatedly promised that she would stay here and if necessary, she would enter the palace immediately and would never delay the eighth prince's illness.
The eunuch sent Feng Qingchen away all the way to a quiet road. Feng Qingchen took out a purse and handed it to the eunuch's hand, asking him if anything happened in the palace to avoid accidental collision.
The noble man.
The eunuch weighed his purse with a smile, and then chatted with Feng Qingchen about palace gossip.
Which empress fell, which empress was punished by the emperor, which eunuch was beaten by the master, it was completely useless news. Just when Feng Qingchen gave up any hope, the eunuch leaned into Feng Qingchen's ear, mysteriously
He said sadly: "I heard that there was a thief in the palace yesterday. The thief didn't steal anything, but just stole a crown from the previous dynasty. I heard that it was done by the descendants of the previous dynasty. The emperor issued an order to deal with it strictly, and the city was sealed outside.
No one is allowed to leave the city."
"A thief has entered the palace?" Feng Qingchen pretended to be surprised, but secretly thought that this must be Lan Jiuqing's handiwork.
It had to be that Fu Lin was quite unlucky. He had just been tricked out of the city by Uncle Nine Emperors, and he was probably still on the road, but now he was being tricked back into the city by Lan Jiuqing. During this period, Fulin had to travel back and forth on the road.
The eunuch turned his head, looked around, made sure there was no one around, and continued: "The emperor wanted to see the eighth prince today, but it was delayed because of this matter. The emperor was very angry and asked General Zhai to investigate closely. Do you want to
Keep it a secret, don’t let anyone know that I told you, the Emperor does not allow it to be spread."
The emperors of the Four Kingdoms would not let outsiders know that there were still people from the Lan clan in the previous dynasty, lest they gain support from those who were die-hardly loyal to the previous dynasty.
"Don't worry, father-in-law, if these words come out of your mouth or reach my ears, no third person will know about it." Feng Qingchen had an upright face and was trustworthy no matter how he looked at it.
"Of course I believe what Doctor Feng said. Doctor Feng, let's go this way." The eunuch nodded happily and led Feng Qingchen to continue walking forward.
After Feng Qingchen's figure disappeared, the man at the corner came out and said thoughtfully: "Go and find out what happened to Feng Qingchen and that father-in-law."
"Yes, Your Highness." The eunuch following him responded immediately. Seeing his master staring blankly in the direction where Feng Qingchen disappeared, the eunuch hesitated and reminded: "Your Highness, the Queen and Princess Anping are still waiting for you. Look.
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"Let's go." King Luo looked away and walked in the opposite direction.
One day and one night passed, Feng Qingchen was afraid that Sun Sixing would not eat or drink all day, so he urged the driver to go faster and faster. When they arrived at Feng Mansion, as soon as the carriage stopped, Feng Qingchen jumped out and strode towards the mansion.
"Girl, you are back." The housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward to greet her and took the medicine box from Feng Qingchen's hand.
"How is Master Sun?" Feng Qingchen asked as he walked.
"Don't worry, girl, Master Sun is willing to eat and talk." When the housekeeper mentioned this, a smile of relief appeared on his face involuntarily.
He regarded Sun Sixing as his master and as a junior. No one disliked such a clean child. Seeing Sun Sixing sad made them sad too.
"That's good. Where is he now? I'll go check on him." Feng Qingchen didn't even drink any water. She couldn't rest assured unless she saw Sun Sixing well.
"Master Sun is in the study at the moment." This study does not refer to Feng Qingchen's study, but to Sun Sixing's own study in the outer courtyard.
Feng Qingchen nodded: "Go and do your work, I will just go and see him myself."
"Yes, girl." The housekeeper did not continue to follow. Instead, he handed the medicine box to Tong Jue and asked her to take it to Feng Qingchen's yard. He also ordered his servants to prepare hot water and food.
As a housekeeper, you must always be considerate, share the master's worries, and handle all kinds of trivial matters for the master, so that the master has no worries and can concentrate on doing important things!
Feng Qingchen knocked on the door lightly: "Si Xing, can I come in?"
"Master... wait a minute." Sun Sixing's voice was a little hoarse and weak, but he was finally willing to speak.
"Master, I've kept you waiting for a long time." Sun Sixing came over personally to open the door for Feng Qingchen.
The originally rosy cheeks were no longer half blood-red at this moment, and the clear and bright eyes were dim. The shy smile was replaced by sadness, and the whole thing was filled with vicissitudes of life. Feng Qingchen's nose felt sour...