There was a hint of sadness on Feng Qingchen's face. She rested her elbows on her legs and held her chin in her hands. She kept looking towards the east, as if waiting for the sun to rise from the horizon. However, Wang Jinling found that Feng Qingchen's eyes had no focus.
, as empty as a doll without a soul.
Wang Jinling opened his mouth, but in the end there was nothing.
Since he decided to be friends, there were some things he shouldn't say and some things he couldn't care about. It would be each other who would get hurt if they were too deeply involved. If not for this, Feng Qingchen would not have run out of the imperial city without saying hello.
Wang Jinling sat quietly on the house, watching the sun rise slowly from the horizon like Feng Qingchen. The golden light touched the earth. The temperature of the ground rose, but it could not soften the hearts of Wang Jinling and Feng Qingchen.
The two of them came to the house to watch the sunrise, but until the sun rose, they didn't look at each other, they just sat there quietly, thinking about their own thoughts, immersed in their own world.
It wasn't until the house was illuminated by the sun's rays that it stung people unable to open their eyes. Feng Qingchen came back to his senses and said to Wang Jinling beside him: "The sun is out, let's go down."
Wang Jinling didn't ask any more questions, and agreed with his head. After Feng Qingchen went down, he climbed down the stairs slowly. Although the scene of the master flying down was very beautiful, Wang Jinling's posture when walking down the stairs was also very charming. Several maids were attracted by it.
Stunned.
Feng Qingchen showed a joking smile, and when Wang Jinling came down, she told him about this matter.
Wang Jinling looked embarrassed: "Qingchen, please stop laughing at me. You know that I am a scholar who is useless. They are not appreciating my heroic appearance walking down the stairs. They are obviously laughing at me and expecting me to fall down the stairs."
Wang Jinling looked worried and touched his forehead to see if there was any cold sweat. His funny look made Feng Qingchen smile. Feng Qingchen stopped teasing and invited Wang Jinling to have breakfast with him as it was getting late. Wang Jinling shook his head and refused: "
No."
He didn't want to make people uncomfortable.
There is obviously a problem between Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen. They need time and opportunity to communicate. He has no intention of getting married to a bad person.
"That's it, I'm leaving." Feng Qingchen waved his hand and left gracefully.
Wang Jinling sighed softly and returned to the room. After Wang Jinling freshened up, he went to the flower hall to have a meal. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered, he saw Zhan Yan waiting for him there.
"Brother Jinling." Zhanyan stood up awkwardly and lowered his head, like a child admitting his mistake.
The smile on Wang Jinling's face froze for a moment, and then he said nonchalantly: "Yan'er, why are you here? Do you want to have breakfast here?"
"No, brother Jinling, I came here specially to wait for you." Zhanyan noticed Wang Jinling's alienation and felt a faint pain in her heart.
After her father died, not only did the Zhan family despise her, but also brother Jinling ignored her?
"Wait for me? Is there something wrong?" Wang Jinling pretended not to know, Zhan Yan bit his lip, and said: "Brother Jinling, I am here to apologize for what happened last night. I did something wrong last night. I have nothing else."
I just want to ask you about something and ask for your forgiveness, brother Jin Ling."
"What I don't forgive is my fault. I was so angry yesterday." Thinking of what he said last night, Wang Jinling also knew that he was serious and felt quite embarrassed.
"Yan'er, don't be angry with your brother Jin Ling. Your brother Jin Ling didn't do it on purpose." No matter what, Yan'er is innocent, and Mrs. Zhan's plan has nothing to do with Yan'er.
Zhan Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Jin Ling, it would be nice if he wasn't angry with me. Brother Jin Ling, how is my grandmother?"
"Yan'er, just go and see for yourself and you will know." Wang Jinling frowned slightly, vaguely understanding that Mrs. Zhan was probably rejected by Zhan Yan.
Sure enough, Zhan Yan said: "Grandma is feeling unwell and refuses to see Yan'er. Let Yan'er prepare and go back in three days."
"Your grandmother has had a stroke. I'm afraid it's not going to be good. Since your grandmother asked you to pack your things, Yan'er should go and make preparations quickly. Sir, it's time for him to be laid to rest." Zhanyan's identity is there, and Wang Jinling can fight for Zhanyan.
She has slightly better living conditions, but she cannot ask Mrs. Zhan to treat her as before.
Zhanyan nodded silently, thought for a while and asked: "Brother Jinling, will you go to my father's funeral?"
"Of course, my husband treats me like a son, so I will definitely participate." If he were not worried about Mrs. Zhan's plot against Zhan Yan on the way, Wang Jinling would go with Zhan's family.
"This will put Yan'er at ease. Brother Jinling, Yan'er takes leave." Zhanyan tried his best to smile nicely, but the smile was uglier than crying.
Grandma really refused to see her, but she gave her a word. Grandma, she proposed marriage to brother Jin Ling in person, but brother Jin Ling refused to marry her. Grandma asked her to try her best to get brother Jin Ling to marry her, otherwise she would marry her three times.
After the wedding period, I won’t be able to marry into a good family, but...
How could she possibly force brother Jin Ling?
Zhan Yan knew that after this farewell, he didn't know when we would see each other again, so with great reluctance, Zhan Yan stepped out of the door.
Wang Jinling sighed softly.
Zhan Yan is a good girl, but...he doesn't want to mess with the Zhan family. After his husband died, he did what a disciple should do, and his fate with the Zhan family was over.
Compared with Wang Jinling, Feng Qingchen's breakfast was relatively quiet because Uncle Nine Emperors did not appear.
Looking at the empty seat opposite, Feng Qingchen laughed and ate his own rice from a bowl. After finishing his breakfast, he went back to his room to change the dressing on his hands, and then went to change the dressing on Doudou.
"Qingchen, when will I get better? I'm almost suffocated." When Doudou saw Feng Qingchen coming, he felt as if he was seeing a savior. He quickly sat up, but was pushed down by Zuo An beside him: "
Don’t move.”
"You bastard, I didn't open the wound, why don't you let me move." Doudou lay flat on the bed and glared hard at Zuoan.
Damn, this bastard Zuo An stares at him every day and doesn't allow him to move. If he continues like this, he will get moldy.
Feng Qingchen glanced at the two of them lightly and said nothing. He just took out the medicine box and changed Doudou's dressing.
Affected by the low pressure around Feng Qingchen, Doudou did not dare to say any more. He looked at Feng Qingchen and then at Zuo An. Finally, he felt that Zuo An was easy to bully, so he poked Zuo An: "What's wrong with Feng Qingchen?"
Zuo An gave Doudou a blank look and said nothing. Feng Qingchen didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. After changing the medicine, he turned around and left. Doudou's eyes lit up and kept asking Zuo An. Finally Zuo An spit out two words:
"quarrel!"
It must have been a cold war. After the unpleasantness that day, Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen never saw each other again, and I don't know what the quarrel between the two was.
In fact, the two people did not have any quarrel at all, but they were both too busy to talk about their children's personal affairs. Feng Qingchen was not angry, she just couldn't understand the reason why Uncle Nine Emperors failed.
Uncle Nine Emperors said it was an accident, but Feng Qingchen didn't think so, but Uncle Nine Emperors didn't give her a chance to investigate further.
"Miss Feng, the prince has invited you." In the afternoon, Uncle Jiuhuang finally took the time to see Feng Qingchen, but he did not come in person, but asked the guards to invite him.
This treatment...
Feng Qingchen nodded, indicating that he understood.