1259 Out of breath, when no one whispers in the middle of the night
Feng Qingchen knew that Si Cheng would come to her, but she didn't expect that Si Cheng would be so fast and impatient.
That night, Feng Qingchen pushed open the door and found that there was the scent of a second person in the house, but her secret guard did not react at all.
problem occurs!
Feng Qingchen's expression changed, and he was about to leave immediately, but the people in the room seemed to have noticed it, and said at the right time: "Miss Feng, your secret guards are sleeping at the moment, there is no use looking for them."
This voice and tone are so annoying.
"Who are you?" Seeing that the other party had no intention of taking action, Feng Qingchen quickly calmed down.
It's not good to be unstable. She has no guards around her, and her gun...well, it's a sad thing to mention. For the sake of ak47, she decided to come back from Beiling and go to the place recommended by Yun Xiao to practice medicine in order to earn a few more
Medical ethics.
"We met during the day." The visitor said calmly.
After calming down, Feng Qingchen found that there seemed to be a very faint smell of blood in the room. He immediately understood who the person was. Feng Qingchen laughed, stepped forward instead of retreating, and closed the door: "It turns out to be Young Marshal Si.
There is a loss and a welcome from afar.”
The visitor neither admitted nor denied, but Feng Qingchen didn't care. He walked in calmly and turned on the lights in the room. The man sitting steadily on the chair was not the handsome Si who was stealing the show at the city gate during the day.
who.
The room was bright and clear. Si Cheng looked up at Feng Qingchen. There was no expression on his cold face, and he said stiffly: "Miss Feng, you're welcome. Si came here unexpectedly. I hope Miss Feng doesn't mind."
Knocking someone's secret guard unconscious was definitely not something a gentleman would do, but...he dared to point arrows at Uncle Nine Emperors, so why didn't he dare to offend Feng Qingchen.
"You're all here, so what can I do if I don't mind?" There was no half sincerity, this Sicheng was really arrogant.
"If Miss Feng minds, I will come to apologize to you someday."
"Come to my door? Not just anyone can visit my door. If Marshal Si can come to my Feng Mansion openly, why would he come to visit me in the middle of the night?" After coming and going, Feng Qingchen was still dissatisfied with Si Cheng's behavior.
Just come and hurt her secret guard. Do you want to prove that you are powerful?
"This happened suddenly, and Si had no choice. Please forgive me, girl." There was a trace of impatience in Si Cheng's eyes. Although he concealed it well, Feng Qingchen still saw it.
Feng Qingchen raised his eyebrows slightly and said sarcastically: "What? Your Majesty just punished Marshal Si today, so why is he rushing to send Marshal Si to the expedition?" Apart from this reason, what other reason could there be for Si Cheng to be sent out tonight?
Just come find her.
After all, Sicheng came to seek medical treatment because he was asking for her help. If he seemed too eager, that would be a sign of misfortune.
"You are very smart." Si Cheng looked at Feng Qingchen with a hint of appreciation. Feng Qingchen reacted quickly when he thought of his schedule from such a detail.
Feng Qingchen smiled and looked around Si Cheng: "Young Marshal Si's injuries seem to be very serious. If you are in such a hurry to march, aren't you afraid of adding to the injuries?"
To make a tough-minded man show an awkward posture, the Emperor's hand was really heavy-handed.
"This is the emperor's punishment for me. If it is not serious, how can it reflect the emperor's wrath?" Si Cheng deliberately revealed something. He thought that Feng Qingchen would ask questions, but he didn't expect that Feng Qingchen had nothing. He just got up and took the medicine box from the side.
He took out two bottles of medicine.
"If the wound is inflamed, take the medicine from the blue bottle, three times a day, four pills each time. If you have a fever, take the medicine from the red bottle, two times a day, two pills each time." Following the general trend, Feng Qingchen asked
Someone sent a batch of medicine bottles, and some medicines were put in bottles instead.
Sicheng looked at the medicine on the table and smiled...
"Don't you want to know why I was punished by the emperor?"
Feng Qingchen shook his head without thinking: "No, Marshal Si's matter has nothing to do with me."
Nonsense, the Nine Emperors Uncles have written to her, and then Ming Sicheng met the Nine Emperors Uncles. Si Cheng led the army but met the Nine Emperors Uncles. Doesn't that make it clear that Sicheng accepted the emperor's order and wanted to deal with the Nine Emperors Uncles?
The emperor's uncle took action, but...
mission failed!
"You are as insidious as Uncle Nine Emperors." Sicheng accepted the medicine and said bitterly.
"Thank you for the compliment, Young Marshal Si." Feng Qingchen agreed with a smile, threw another glass bottle to Si Cheng, and said evilly: "Young Marshal Si must have come here for that matter, and I won't delay Young Marshal.
It's time, Marshal Si, remember to put the things in bottles and send someone to deliver them tomorrow. By the way...remember to use ice, otherwise it will be easy to stink in this weather."
After all, it was their first meeting, so Feng Qingchen didn't say the word "semen" carelessly, but even so, Si Cheng's face instantly turned red, and his eyes were looking at the glass bottle, not knowing whether to take it or not.
It was really embarrassing to discuss this kind of thing with a woman, but he could only discuss it with this woman.
Feng Qingchen would not be considerate of Si Cheng, and drove him away without any dignity: "Young Marshal Si, it's getting late, I have to rest, so I won't send him off."
"Excuse me." Si Cheng gritted his teeth, reached out to take the bottle, and left quickly. His speed was comparable to the arrows he shot today. He looked like he was running away.
As soon as Si Cheng left, Feng Qingchen went out, called all the guards outside the door, and asked them to find the secret guard who had been knocked unconscious by Si Cheng.
Si Cheng made a measured move and the secret guard's injuries were not serious, but he was afraid that he would not be able to protect her tonight. Feng Qingchen asked the guards to step up patrols and temporarily take over the work of the secret guard.
After rearranging everything, an hour later, Feng Qingchen was preparing to go to bed when the housekeeper came to report: "Sister, Commander-in-Chief Lu is looking for you."
"Commander Lu? Which Commander Lu?" Feng Qingchen had a bad feeling. If that was the case, she really wanted to cry.
Every time she dealt with that department, she suffered a loss. She had to rely on Uncle Nine Emperors to gain the upper hand every time. Now that Uncle Nine Emperors was not in the imperial city, and the other party came to her door, she wanted to yell at him forcefully.
Or shouting?
The butler's mouth twitched slightly, breaking Feng Qingchen's hope: "Sister, in the Imperial City, only the head of the blood-clothed guards is called the commander. There is only one commander, General Lu, and that is Mr. Lu Shaolin."
This person should be familiar to their family.
"Invitation." Although Feng Qingchen didn't want to see him, but they came to her door and came to her in such an upright manner, how could she refuse?
Fortunately, she and Lu Shaolin still have a good relationship. If something really happened, Lu Shaolin would not embarrass her.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen calmed down again. Before Lu Shaolin arrived, he quickly went through the recent events in his mind and made sure again and again that he had not broken any laws. The only person who made the emperor unhappy should be Sicheng.
The failure to ambush the Nine Emperors Uncle.
But, the emperor shouldn’t blame her for this, right?
After things were sorted out, Feng Qingchen calmed down a lot and sat quietly in the flower hall waiting for Lu Shaolin to appear. When Feng Qingchen saw the person who appeared with Lu Shaolin, Feng Qingchen almost fell off the chair.
Feng Qingchen thought about thousands of possibilities, but never thought that Lu Shaolin was actually doing it for...
A message to readers: It’s the last day of May, please vote for me! Tomorrow is Children’s Day, what are your plans? I decided that I want to celebrate Children’s Day!