How can there be such a coincidence in this world, and this coincidence happened to Fu Lin.
Feng Qingchen showed his disbelief and said with a hint of ridicule: "Master Fu's door seems to be difficult to enter. A brother and sister of unknown origin are really lucky to meet Master Fu."
Fulin is now in a high position, and Luo Yi, a high-ranking official, visits Fu Mansion every day. How could Fulin find time to meet a brother and sister from a prairie tribe?
"Sure enough, I can't deceive you." Fu Lin sighed and sighed again: "A woman who is too smart puts a lot of pressure on men. I really don't know how Uncle Nine Emperors can stand you."
Feng Qingchen smiled and said nothing. Fu Lin knew he couldn't hide, so he said: "The thing is, the third son of the Cui family has been looking for me during this period, so... I have heard a little bit about you and the Cui family."
"Third Young Master, you have a keen eye." Feng Qingchen nodded and motioned to Fu Lin to elaborate more. Fu Lin pretended not to understand and only picked out the things that outsiders knew: "The Cui family has been very lively recently. Even outsiders like me also know a few things.
It’s not surprising that the Third Young Master came to me. The Sixteenth Young Master is on good terms with the Wang family, and Wang Jinling and I are political enemies. If the Sixteenth Young Master wants to secure his position as the head of the Cui family, it will be harmful to me but not beneficial. Naturally, the Third Young Master
I think I will cooperate with him."
Fu Lin didn't want to, and Feng Qingchen stopped asking for details and just said: "Then what?" Have you cooperated with Third Young Master Cui?
"There's no more." Fu Lin spread his hands with a frank look on his face, but Feng Qingchen didn't believe it. Even if Fu Lin didn't cooperate with Third Young Master Cui, he would never let his words die. He would have suitable bargaining chips in the future.
, the two parties can definitely still come together.
"The matter between me and Third Young Master Cui will not end like this." Just in case, Feng Qingchen still made it clear: "That day, Third Young Master Cui wanted to take my life. Today, I will also take back the huge sum of money I promised."
The fate of Third Young Master Cui."
Feng Qingchen and Fu Lin also knew about the reward offered by the Killer Alliance.
"I will never interfere with anything between you and the Cui family." Fu Lin promised again. Although Feng Qingchen was not sure, he also knew that Fulin was a smart man and no one else could interfere with his choices.
Feng Qingchen no longer bothered about Third Young Master Cui, and turned to the matter about the brother and sister. Feng Qingchen was not interested in the brother and sister. She was interested in the cattle and sheep they had: "I have no time these two days.
, you ask them to come to Feng Mansion to meet me in two days."
"Are you trying to burn bridges across the river?" Fu Lin knew as soon as he heard this that Feng Qingchen planned to leave him alone.
"Master Fu has a lot of things to do every day, and I can't afford to work for Master Fu." Everyone can say good things, and once Fu Lin wears his hat, he can't force it anymore.
The carriage stopped at the gate of Feng Mansion. Fu Lin helped Feng Qingchen get out of the car. When Feng Qingchen was about to step into the gate of Feng Mansion, Fu Lin suddenly said: "Qingchen, no matter who you are, I remember... that
In a fire, we work together to advance and retreat."
Feng Qingchen paused, stood at the foot of the high steps, and looked back...
The man standing in blue shirt had a faint smile on his lips. The dim light reflected on his face, like a veil covering his face. Everything else could not be seen clearly. Only those eyes were sincere and clear.
Dye half silk fireworks.
Somehow, Feng Qingchen turned to Fu Lin and replied: "I will always remember the Fu Lin who didn't leave me behind in the fire."
They have experienced life and death together. No matter how many obstacles there are between each other, the most basic trust should be there. Regardless of birth status, it is just because of the person the other person is.
Feng Qingchen lifted up her skirt, turned around and stepped into Feng Mansion. Fu Lin stood beside the carriage and watched Feng Qingchen leave. It was not until the door of Feng Mansion was tightly closed that Fu Lin looked back.
"Let's go." He actually dropped the carriage and jumped away.
When Feng Qingchen returned to the house, he did not wash up and go to bed. Instead, he put on a set of night clothes and left with Zuo An.
Everyone is very busy this night!
With Wang Jinling fighting, Feng Qingchen and Zuo An had an unimpeded journey to the cell where Lan Jingyang was held.
Lan Jingyang had been knocked unconscious beforehand, and he would never know what happened tonight.
"Guard." Feng Qingchen signaled to Zuo An, asking him to wait at the door of the cell and walk in alone.
Although the cell was very clean, it had a stone table, a stone bed, and a thick quilt on the bed. Although Lan Jingyang was not comfortable during his detention, he would never be abused.
Feng Qingchen glanced at Lan Jingyang who was sleeping soundly, took out the cloth bag hidden in his arms, and took out the syringe and medicine that had been prepared long ago.
She has never harmed people with her medical skills, but this time she really can't think of a better way. Under the dual pressure of Liancheng and Jixia Academy, Lan Jingyang will definitely be released, and Dongling can't be there yet.
What kind of tricks Lan Jingyang used on him would definitely cause a bloody storm if Liancheng knew about it.
But if she lets Lan Jingyang go, Lan Jingyang won't miss her. Even if she doesn't pursue it, Lan Jingyang won't let her go, so...
No matter what the reason was, she couldn't let Lan Jingyang live too long.
In order to eliminate the danger, she must strike first and take Lan Jingyang's life first.
After taking out the medicine from the bottle, Feng Qingchen's hands trembled a little as he looked at the transparent syringe. The syringe seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms.
She knew that if she took this injection, her years of persistence would be destroyed. Her medical ethics and the last line of defense in her heart would be gone.
Finally, we got to this point.
Huh... Feng Qingchen took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. A teardrop slipped from the corner of Feng Qingchen's eyes. Feng Qingchen suppressed the anxiety and condemnation in his heart and walked towards Lan Jingyang step by step.
Even if she goes to hell, she will take Lan Jingyang's life.
As this injection continues, various organs in Lan Jingyang's body will slowly fail. By the time they are discovered, it is already too late. Lan Jingyang will die of organ failure in at most a year, and even the Daluo Immortal cannot save him.
The biggest advantage of this injection is not that Lan Jingyang died quietly, but that even if Liancheng invited the Valley Master, he could not find anything wrong with Lan Jingyang's body. As for Lan Jingyang's death a year later,
Life and death, what does that have to do with her.
Suppressing the condemnation in her heart and uneasy conscience, Feng Qingchen inserted the needle into Lan Jingyang's blood vessel, closed her eyes, and pushed the medicine into Lan Jingyang's body one by one.
It was just one injection, and even a new nurse could do it well, but after Feng Qingchen took the injection, he collapsed completely, and the sleeping Lan Jingyang didn't know all this...
Dragging heavy steps, Feng Qingchen wiped away all traces, walked out of the cell, and weakly said to Zuo An: "Let's go."
Zuo An saw that Feng Qingchen was sweating profusely and his face was pale, and he was very disdainful: "Isn't it just to kill someone? Isn't that what it is?" People who didn't know better would have thought that Feng Qingchen had exerted a lot of effort.