The fact that Su Wenqing was rejected by several aristocratic families could not be concealed. This kind of thing would be known if he inquired casually. After Su Wenqing was rejected, he went to the small courtyard where Feng Qingchen lived.
It can't be hidden either.
After coming out of Feng Qingchen's courtyard, Su Wenqing went to those aristocratic families that rejected him and directly convinced those aristocratic families.
To say that this incident was purely coincidental and had nothing to do with Feng Qingchen, even if Nanling Jinfan and An Guogong were killed, they would not believe it. They were certain that Feng Qingchen controlled the whole thing, and the reason was of course revenge on them.
So Feng Qingchen was unlucky. Even though it was really her suggestion, she was not the one who carried out the plan and the one who benefited the most, but... when it came to taking revenge, those people only stared at her.
To put it bluntly, Nanling Jinfan and An Guogong did not dare to attack Su Wenqing at this time. Hitting Su Wenqing would be a slap in the face of Wang Xie and other aristocratic families, as well as Ning Guogong and others.
Although Nanling Jinfan and An Guogong did not know each other, they seemed to have made an appointment to take revenge on Feng Qingchen.
The amputation surgery for Xiling Tianyu was carried out secretly, so the time they originally agreed on was at night. As soon as the time came, Feng Qingchen packed her things and waited for someone to pick her up.
"Uncle Nine Emperors?" Feng Qingchen did not expect that Uncle Nine Emperors would come to pick her up in person, and was a little surprised. It seemed that Uncle Nine Emperors valued Xiling Tianyu very much.
Tonight, Uncle Nine Emperors took off his luxurious brocade clothes and dressed neatly in black. His deep black eyes scanned the room and finally landed on Feng Qingchen's surgery box: "Let's go."
If Su Wenqing hadn't carefully investigated, he would never have known that Feng Qingchen had suffered so much injustice at the Yongchang residence yesterday, and that Feng Qingchen had covered it up so well.
Ahem...another beautiful misunderstanding.
Feng Qingchen nodded, lifted the surgery box and motioned to Uncle Nine Emperors to lead the way, but Uncle Nine Emperors reached out to pick up the surgery box in Feng Qingchen's hand.
A slightly cold big hand covered the back of Feng Qingchen's hand. Feng Qingchen was stunned for a moment and did not let go. She was not used to handing over the surgery box to others, but Uncle Jiuhuang insisted, holding the handle and refusing to let go.
Their eyes met and they refused to compromise. The two of them were in a stalemate. Feng Qingchen rolled her eyes angrily. She didn't want to waste time on such meaningless things.
So, Uncle Nine Emperors, you win!
Feng Qingchen let go of his hand. Uncle Jiuhuang was satisfied and carried the medicine box, but found that his hand sank and he almost lost his balance. Fortunately, Uncle Jiuhuang reacted quickly and did not lose face in front of Feng Qingchen.
Is it so heavy? Uncle Nine Emperors frowned. It should be very difficult for Qingchen to carry it. No wonder her wrists are often sore. It seems that she wants to choose a reliable person to put beside Feng Qingchen, not to mention carrying the medicine for her.
The box is still available.
As soon as Feng Qingchen and Uncle Nine Emperors went out, they found that there were still a group of men in black guarding them outside. Feng Qingchen felt relieved. It was always unsafe to travel at night. With more people to protect, she felt at ease, in case of an encounter.
When it comes to assassinations or whatever, she doesn't have to fight her hardest.
The group of people quickly disappeared into the small courtyard in the West District and walked all the way out of the city. Feng Qingchen thought that his physical strength was not bad, but it was still quite difficult to catch up with the Nine Emperors Uncle.
After running for five blocks, Feng Qingchen began to pant. Even if she tried her best to adjust her breathing, she could not calm down her messy steps. At this time, she was lucky that the medicine box was in the hands of Uncle Jiuhuang, otherwise she would be able to carry the medicine box.
Just running down the street is pretty good.
Being a doctor is really a laborious job. Feng Qingchen used to carry medicine boxes everywhere, and sometimes it would take him several days to reach his destination. However, no matter how fast he was at that time, he was still not as fast as these masters.
"It's useless." Uncle Nine Emperors seemed to have noticed something strange about Feng Qingchen. Although he said this, his speed slowed down a lot. He forgot about the woman behind him and did not understand martial arts.
Feng Qingchen finally breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted his breathing and continued to move forward. At the same time, he secretly decided that he must strengthen his exercise after returning. The doctor's physique must not be poor, otherwise he would stand on the operating table for dozens of hours.
But Feng Qingchen didn't know that the man in black escorting them had been looking at her with admiration.
This Doctor Feng is so powerful, he can actually keep up with his master's speed. You must know that martial arts practitioners like them have a very difficult time keeping up with their master's speed.
However, the master's speed slowed down later, but even the average-speed man couldn't keep up, but Doctor Feng was able to keep up steadily without any difficulty.
Not far from the city gate, Uncle Nine Emperors stopped, took a baggage from the person beside him and threw it to Feng Qingchen: "Put it on."
He also pulled up the hat at the back of his clothes, and was wrapped in black clothes from head to toe. In addition, Uncle Nine Emperors deliberately concealed his aura, and his whole person seemed to be integrated with the night.
Is this a transformation? The effect is so obvious that it is impossible to tell that the man in black is the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Feng Qingchen put on her clothes, like Uncle Nine Emperors, pulled up the hat at the back of the clothes, and put herself in black clothes. The people in black clothes beside her also did the same. The group of people were like ghosts, standing in front of them.
Traveling through the dark night.
A group of black shadows moved quickly in the dark night. The scene was indescribably weird. If Feng Qingchen hadn't known that there were people around, she would have suspected that she had encountered a ghost.
She is an atheist, but since the smart medical bag brought her to this place, she has believed that there may be some special powers in this world, such as her powers that she has not yet had time to awaken.
Alas, I don't know if this body has any special powers. Feng Qingchen felt a little regretful. She really wanted to know what her special powers were.
The group of people soon arrived at the city gate. When the city defenders came forward, Uncle Nine Emperors took out a token and waved it in front of the city defenders: "Shenji Camp is on an errand, open the city gate."
On the front of the token is a big word "神", and on the back is a giant dragon.
The Shenji Camp, the largest secret force of the Dongling royal family, is currently controlled by Prince Su and Uncle Nine Emperors.
"Yes." The soldier guarding the city didn't even ask any unnecessary questions, and immediately opened the small door next to the city gate. After the Nine Emperors Uncle and his group disappeared, the small city gate closed again, as if nothing had happened.
Three miles away from the city gate, Nine Emperors Uncle's subordinates were there with eighteen horses. After the two sides connected and confirmed their identities, Nine Emperors Uncle sent nine people out to "run errands", leaving seven guards and Feng Qingchen.
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"Get on the horse." Uncle Nine Emperors got on the horse and stretched out his right hand towards Feng Qingchen, indicating that Feng Qingchen would ride with him.
"Thank you, I can do it myself." Feng Qingchen shook his head and refused, took out a pair of gloves from his sleeves and put them on, picked a horse at random, and sat down.
Uncle Nine Emperor's expression changed immediately. Fortunately, he was wrapped in black clothes and could not tell this.
Who arranged the horses? How could there be an extra horse?
Uncle Nine Emperors was angry and glared at the man guarding the horse so hard that he was so frightened that he did not dare to speak.
Wuwuwu... He originally wanted to tell Uncle Nine Emperors that the horse Feng Qingchen was riding was his mount. Could Feng Qingchen return it to him? He didn't want to chase the horse...
Feng Qingchen's refusal made Uncle Jiuhuang feel depressed, but he still had to do what needed to be done. When Uncle Jiuhuang raised his whip and was about to ride his horse forward, the horse under him suddenly started to make a noise and raised its hooves uneasily.
, making a humming and hissing sound, and a whistling sound was also heard in the grass on both sides of the trail...
"There is an assassin!" Uncle Nine Emperors drew out the soft sword from his waist, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
His whereabouts were leaked, and there were traitors around him...
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