Except for the bowl of porridge she drank in the morning, Feng Qingchen never ate anything again. Her stomach was empty and there was nothing to vomit. She vomited back and forth, but she just vomited some sour water.
Unable to vomit it out, but having a difficult labor in her stomach, and having a terrible headache, Feng Qingchen could no longer keep calm at this time.
"Feng Qingchen, what's wrong with you?" Feng Qingchen vomited wildly. The Nine Emperors Uncle was frightened at first, and then worried to death. He quickly supported Feng Qingchen, patted Feng Qingchen's back, and helped her.
gas.
Feng Qingchen and the others were feeling uncomfortable, but then they thought that it was all because of this man that they had become like this. At that moment, they ignored the fear and scruples in their hearts and pushed the person away: "Are you bothered, leave me?"
Stay away."
She hates Uncle Nine Emperors now when she sees him. If it weren't for him, she would have gone home to rest at this time. How could she be so embarrassed?
"Feng Qingchen." Uncle Jiuhuang swayed, but did not take a step back. There was a flash of injury and self-blame in his eyes.
"Stay away from me. It's all because of you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be so unlucky. I'm already miserable, but you keep pulling me to say useless things. Just talk, and you want me to ride out of the city and accompany you in the valley.
You go for a walk, you have nothing to do when you are full, and you torment people without thinking about others." Feng Qingchen became angrier as she thought about it.
The prince and princess are amazing. They all ignore her wishes and do whatever they want her to do. She is a human being, not a puppet. She has her own ideas and consciousness. Why do they just rely on their good background?
Bully her and use her as a pawn.
Thinking of what happened during the competition in the past few days and how scared she was, Feng Qingchen suddenly felt very tired.
After being in this world for so long, except for healing Wang Jinling's eyes, nothing has been done according to her own wishes. She is like a doll, being manipulated by others. She occasionally does some outrageous things and has to rely on the power of others.
Tears flowed out silently. Only when he was sick would Feng Qingchen show his fragile side in front of the Nine Emperors Uncle.
"Feng Qingchen, I..." Uncle Jiuhuang hugged Feng Qingchen and couldn't apologize. If he knew that Feng Qingchen was uncomfortable, he would never take Feng Qingchen out of the city.
"What are you doing? Go away. I hate you. You know that I'm not feeling well, but you still force me..." Feng Qingchen tried her best to push the emperor's uncle away, but she couldn't.
"I don't know..." Uncle Nine Emperors said calmly. He really didn't know that Feng Qingchen was not feeling well. He saw that Feng Qingchen looked very good.
I don’t know. What a good reason. One word of ignorance can clear everything away. Feng Qingchen opened his mouth and wanted to push it back, but after opening his mouth for a long time, he couldn’t say a word. His vision went dark and he fainted.
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"Feng Qingchen!" Uncle Jiuhuang's expression changed. He ignored the injuries on his body and picked up Feng Qingchen and walked towards the cabin.
"Doctor, hurry up, find the doctor." Holding Feng Qingchen, who was lifeless, Jiuhuangshu was really frightened. If Feng Qingchen was not still alive, Jiuhuangshu would have killed someone.
Due to this unexpected incident, the entire valley fell into tension. One or two people became busy. The originally quiet valley suddenly became noisy. Xiling Tianyu also received the news immediately and expressed his deepest condolences to Feng Qingchen.
pity.
Uncle Jiuhuang was so stunned. He even noticed that something was wrong with Feng Qingchen. Uncle Jiuhuang didn't notice it. Uncle Jiuhuang deserved his misfortune. He knew clearly that Feng Qingchen was extremely busy these days because of the competition, and he still wanted to find Feng.
Qingchen was troublesome, but it's gone now, but it made me tired and sick.
The doctor came quickly. Under the murderous eyes of Uncle Nine Emperors, the doctor cautiously checked Feng Qingchen's pulse. The final check result was that Feng Qingchen was fine, but he was too tired, and his mind was hurt.
A few pictures of soothing medicine will do the trick.
"It's nothing serious. How could she vomit when she was fine? How could she faint?" Uncle Nine Emperors did not accept this explanation. The doctor was so frightened that his legs were shaking. He quickly explained that Feng Qingchen was hungry and had hurt his spleen and stomach.
Just have some hot food when you come.
Only then did the Nine Emperors Uncle remember that Feng Qingchen went to the Royal Academy early in the morning, then entered the palace, and then was taken to the Nine Emperors Mansion by the prince. There was no time to eat at all.
Uncle Nine Emperors knew that his fault was his, and he made sure that Feng Qingchen was fine, so he stopped embarrassing the doctor and asked him to go down and cook the medicine.
Soon, medicine and hot porridge were delivered. Uncle Jiuhuang did not rely on other people's hands and personally fed Feng Qingchen, gave him medicine, and ordered his servants to bring hot water. Uncle Jiuhuang also wiped Feng Qingchen with his own hands.
Get rid of the tear stains on your face and the remaining rouge on your face.
Only at this moment did the Nine Emperors Uncle realize that Feng Qingchen's good complexion was all due to the rouge.
Uncle Jiuhuang wiped Feng Qingchen's face tenderly, for fear of hurting her. When Uncle Jiuhuang wiped Feng Qingchen's forehead, he paused with his hand. When he saw the wound on his forehead, a chill flashed in his eyes.
He thought that Anping and Ziluo just humiliated Feng Qingchen with words, but he didn't expect that they actually caused Feng Qingchen to be injured. Such a hidden wound, if Feng Qingchen didn't tell, he wouldn't have discovered it.
Thinking of this, Uncle Nine Emperors lifted up Feng Qingchen's trousers. When he saw Feng Qingchen's bruised and purple knees, Uncle Nine Emperors suddenly became murderous.
Anping, Ziluo, the emperor's uncle recorded this account for Feng Qingchen.
Uncle Jiuhuang suppressed the murderous intention and asked someone to bring medicinal wine. He gently rubbed away the bruises on Feng Qingchen's knees. Every time he rubbed it, the pain in his eyes became worse.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought that things were just as Feng Qingchen said, and he just knelt down a little longer.
"Idiot, you still don't believe me yet." Uncle Jiuhuang looked at the painful expression on Feng Qingchen's face, feeling distressed and angry at the same time.
This stupid woman has suffered so much grievance, but she didn't even say a word. I really don't know what she is thinking. If an ordinary woman is angry outside, she will definitely come back to find her own man to help her vent her anger, but Feng Qingchen
Woolen cloth?
He presented opportunities to Feng Qingchen, but Feng Qingchen didn't know how to seize them. Although he wouldn't kill Ziluo and Anping because of this, he could always vent her anger for her.
Uncle Nine Emperors kept guarding Feng Qingchen until he found that his wound was hurting again, and then he remembered that he accidentally cracked the wound when he brought Feng Qingchen back.
Uncle Jiuhuang told his servants to take good care of Feng Qingchen, carried Feng Qingchen's medicine box, and went to the cabin next door. According to his memory, Uncle Jiuhuang learned from Feng Qingchen's method, cleaned his wounds again, and put on the clothes.
Medicine, bandage.
Although he is not as professional as Feng Qingchen, it is not a problem for someone who has been injured all year round to bandage a wound by himself. However, he is too heavy-handed and the wound hurts from time to time.
At the same moment, Feng Qingchen in the wooden house next door also woke up.
Opening her eyes, she found herself in a cabin. She closed her eyes and recalled what had happened before. A look of annoyance flashed through Feng Qingchen's eyes. She scolded herself secretly for not being calm. She could only pray in her heart.
Uncle Emperor, don't argue with her.
Turning her head, Feng Qingchen's heart skipped a beat when she saw darkness outside the house.
It's dark and she's still outside the city. What about tomorrow's competition?
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