Not long after, Feng Qingchen dressed up as a medical girl and followed Sun Zhengdao. She was worried all the way, lowering her head and following Sun Zhengdao for fear of being discovered. At the same time, she also showed the timidity of a young medical girl.
Sun Zhengdao, on the other hand, looked calm, as if the person following him was not Feng Qingchen, but a medical woman from Taiyuan Hospital.
On the carriage, her palms were sweating nervously, but when she finally arrived at the palace, Feng Qingchen became extremely calm, and her whole person was as calm as autumn water.
Although Sun Zhengdao didn't say anything, he nodded with satisfaction. He was so courageous at a young age. He was indeed a tiger father and a dogless daughter.
As expected by Sun Zhengdao, they were taken to the Heavenly Prison as soon as they entered the palace. It didn't seem right to say that they were Nine Emperors Uncle.
Feng Qingchen's heart skipped a beat, and she secretly thought that the emperor was sinister. It would be fine if Jiuhuangshu's allergic reaction was treated in time, but if it was delayed for a long time, it might be fatal.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen regretted why she had lost her temper at that time.
Sigh... Regreting now will not help. She can only hope that Uncle Nine Emperors will survive and not die from a small allergy.
As soon as he stepped into the heavenly prison, Feng Qingchen realized that something was wrong.
I'm going to go...
The aroma is strong and lingers for a long time.
This emperor is really a bad seed. Is this Tianlao? This is Yichun Courtyard.
"Hello." Feng Qingchen's nose itched. Sun Zhengdao stopped a step and turned around: "Are you okay?"
This is an implicit warning: you can be troublesome, but you can't cause trouble.
"It's okay." Feng Qingchen continued to lower his head and pretend to be a good boy, thinking in his heart that people these days are more powerful than the others, which is simply killing people invisible.
Chinese medicine is slow to take effect, and staying here with Uncle Jiuhuang's allergic constitution is simply a slow killing, but this is something she can't control.
Arriving at the end of the sky prison, the jailer bowed respectfully and then opened the cell door with Uncle Jiuhuang's consent.
There are also levels of cells, with the blood-robed guards being the most terrifying, and the Heavenly Prison having the best treatment, because most of the prisoners in the Heavenly Prison are members of the royal family.
After Sun Zhengdao and Feng Qingchen entered, the cell door was locked again, and the jailer respectfully stepped back, showing no intention of monitoring.
Feng Qingchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The cell is clean and tidy, and there is a stone bed with clean bedding on it, which is better than that of ordinary small families. Of course, the premise is that the bedding is not incense, no matter how good the bedding is, Uncle Jiuhuang will not live to endure it.
Seeing the aristocratic Nine Emperors Uncle sitting on the stone bed, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, Feng Qingchen sympathized with him. In such an environment, it was not easy for him to stay awake and alert.
Even at this point, Dong Lingjiu still behaves elegantly, sitting on the stone bed, vaguely showing a sense of laziness and leisure, not like he is in prison at all, the whole person seems to be meditating in a quiet room, just sitting like that, but Feng Shen
His handsomeness attracts attention for no reason, making it impossible to ignore his presence.
Sun Zhengdao stepped forward, half-crouched in front of Dong Lingjiu, and checked his pulse.
"How is this king's condition?" Dong Lingjiu opened his eyes, and his whole person seemed to be alive in an instant, with no trace of illness at all.
Pretend, you can really pretend!
If Feng Qingchen didn't know Dong Lingjiu's situation, he would definitely be deceived. This man is too good at disguising.
Sun Zhengdao had a clear mind, and he knew as soon as he took his pulse that the situation of Uncle Nine Emperors was more serious than imagined, but looking at Uncle Nine Emperors' appearance, he didn't want anyone to know.
"Uncle Emperor has caught a cold and has some fever. I'll wait for my official to prescribe a prescription." Uncle Nine Emperors' whole body was burning hot. Even an ordinary person could see the symptoms of Uncle Nine Emperors with just a light touch.
"Yes." Dong Lingjiu nodded with satisfaction and waved to Sun Zhengdao to stay away from him. Judging from the strength of his wave, he didn't look weak at all.
"Come here." Uncle Nine Emperors spoke again, his eyes falling on Feng Qingchen, his pupils deep with a smile.
He did not expect that the first person to see him would be Feng Qingchen.
After all, this woman did not disappoint him and deserved his admiration.
"Yes." Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief and quietly took the syringe and medicine in his hand, antipyretic medicine and red rash medicine, as well as a jar of ointment and a mint sachet.
"I am thirsty, please give me a glass of water." Uncle Nine Emperors ordered people to wake up. This is so natural.
This is something you are born with, and you cannot be jealous of it. It is the nobility that has been cultivated since you were a child, with good clothes, good food, and lots of servants.
In fact, Feng Qingchen should be happy. Dong Lingjiu never gets close to anyone. Although he doesn't do everything personally, everyone around him is a loyal person.
Feng Qingchen poured a cup of tea, smelled it and found that there was no peculiar smell, then brought it over. She thought to herself that it was impossible for the emperor to do something like this, it was too shabby.
"Feed this king to drink."
People who didn't know about it thought that Uncle Nine Emperors was teasing the little medical girl. Only those who knew about it understood that Uncle Nine Emperors was looking for an opportunity to get close to Feng Qingchen.
The moment Feng Qingchen came in, he knew who it was.
Feng Qingchen had a very unique scent. Smelling the scent emanating from Feng Qingchen's body, the floral fragrance in the air became much lighter.
Feng Qingchen thought Dong Lingjiu was weak and didn't say much. However, as soon as he got closer, Dong Lingjiu stretched out his hand and pulled Feng Qingchen into his arms with force. This strength was not that of a sick person.
Feng Qingchen was startled. She never thought that Uncle Nine Emperors still had strength at this time.
"Uncle Nine Emperors?"
Most of the water in the cup spilled out and splashed on Uncle Nine Emperors.
"Don't move, let me give you a hug."
The unique bamboo fragrance came to the face of Uncle Nine Emperors. Uncle Nine Emperors buried himself in Feng Qingchen's neck, breathing greedily. Feng Qingchen only felt a heat on his neck, and his whole body was stunned.
, he found that his hands were not hands, and his feet were not feet. The boss stared blankly, as if he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was Uncle Nine Emperors, who hated being close to others.
Sun Zhengdao is definitely a Taoist person. Seeing this situation, he turned sideways obediently and wrote the prescription slowly, (5) as if he couldn't see anything.
Sun Zhengdao was a member of the Nine Emperors Uncle. At this moment, Feng Qingchen finally understood.
"Feng Qingchen, can I believe you?" After a long while, Dongling Jiucai raised his head and leaned against Feng Qingchen's ear.
Feng Qingchen only felt an itch in his ears, and it seemed that he didn't hear the words clearly, so he just nodded: "Qingchen will definitely live up to the trust of Uncle Nine Emperors."
Just be a subordinate, as long as she can get close to this man, she will eventually have a chance.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen felt inexplicably relaxed and put the cup in her hand on the stone bed.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, don't move for now. Qingchen learned about Uncle Nine Emperors' illness and brought some medicine. I hope it will be useful to Uncle Nine Emperors." After saying that, she moved her body and signaled Uncle Nine Emperors to let her go.
"Don't move, let me hug you again, you smell very good."
Feng Qingchen's heart trembled when he heard the first sentence, but when the latter sentence came out, Feng Qingchen felt sad.
It turns out that Uncle Nine Emperors hugged her to relieve the discomfort. Thinking about it, if it weren't for this reason, how could Uncle Nine Emperors hug her if she was in good health?
With a wry smile, Feng Qingchen cooperated with Uncle Nine Emperors and turned sideways to let him hold her.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, give your left hand to Qingchen."
"Huh?" Dong Lingjiu looked up at Feng Qingchen. The two were so close that there seemed to be only a hair between their noses, and their breaths blended together.
The man Zhilan Yushu is cold and noble, the woman is bright and moving, noble and generous, with only Bibi in her bright big eyes. The weak light shrouds the two of them together. At this moment, the two of them are indescribably well-matched...