Dongling Ziluo didn't believe that Feng Qingchen had such ability, and the Queen certainly didn't believe that Feng Qingchen had such ability, but...
"Ziluo, I would rather kill him by mistake than let him go. No matter what, Feng Qingchen can't keep him." The queen didn't care about this. She only knew to minimize the danger.
It's a very cost-effective deal to die for Feng Qingchen in exchange for peace of mind.
"I understand, Queen Mother, I will make arrangements." In front of the throne, a promise means nothing.
The problems that the Queen and Dongling Ziluo could think of, how could the Prince not think of them.
"No matter what, protect Feng Qingchen, I will keep her alive." Dongling Zitian, the son of the former queen of the Dongling Dynasty, stood with his back to the candlelight. Under the dim light, he looked a bit thin.
"Yes, Your Highness." Eight men in black took the order and left. They would guard Feng Qingchen day and night to ensure Feng Qingchen's safety.
A bloody storm begins!
Feng Qingchen had no idea that while she was sleeping, she had already walked several times in front of the gate of hell. Outside Feng Mansion, batch after batch of corpses were being carried away.
There is a faint fragrance of flowers floating in the air, covering up the smell of blood.
Lan Jiuqing hid in the darkness, taking in the whole scene, and dealt with the last batch of dead soldiers without staying too long.
"Feng Qingchen, we have cleared up our grudges. Something happened during the Peach Blossom Festival. I hope you can deal with it yourself."
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The dispute between the Crown Prince and the Seventh Prince was a very distant thing for Feng Qingchen. She never thought that she would be involved in the dispute between the Crown Prince. At this time, all her thoughts were focused on the construction of the new operating room in the backyard.
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Feng Qingchen personally supervised the work, and every detail was required to be perfect, and no compromise was allowed.
Wang Qi looked on with admiration, but he had to say that Feng Qingchen, a woman, was a workhorse. When he reported back everything Feng Qingchen had done in the past few days to the Wang family, the Wang family expressed their disapproval.
It's also much smaller.
Three days passed in a flash. Feng Qingchen was preparing to go to the backyard construction site as usual, but Zhou Xing came to report that there were four palace guards outside the door, saying that they were taking Feng Qingchen to the Royal Courtyard to attend the Peach Blossom Party hosted by Princess Anping.
Festival.
"What, Peach Blossom Festival?" Feng Qingchen was stunned.
She forgot about it.
Zhou Xing nodded and said worriedly: "How about I go and tell them that you are not feeling well and won't go?"
"Don't want to go? Zhou Xing, don't be naive. The royal guards will come to invite you personally. Even if I die, they will carry my body over." Feng Qingchen closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
She remembered that Su Wenqing and Wang Qi had said that there would be deaths at the Peach Blossom Festival. Unfortunately, she knew nothing about the Peach Blossom Festival. It seemed that the owner of this body had never participated in the Peach Blossom Festival.
"Zhou Xing, do you know what is going on at the Peach Blossom Festival?" Feng Qingchen said without hope. Sure enough, Zhou Xing shook his head: "I don't know, how about I go find Mr. Wang or Mr. Su to ask?"
I've been so busy these days that I haven't even thought about the Peach Blossom Festival.
Feng Qingchen shook his head: "It's too late. Go tell the guards and I'll change my clothes and go out."
When soldiers come, they will block it, and when water comes, the earth will flood it.
She didn't believe that she could come out of the palace alive, but she couldn't come out of the royal courtyard alive.
A small peach blossom festival, what is she afraid of?
Feng Qingchen returned to her room, took off the coarse cotton coat used by supervisors, and changed into a 90% new gauze skirt.
The aqua blue gauze skirt had several butterflies embroidered on the hem. When she walked, the butterflies seemed to fly out. It was elegant but not plain, making Feng Qingchen look much brighter.
She applied a little gouache on her fingers to make herself look better. She picked out earrings and put on a pendant. Although she was not used to it, Feng Qingchen still put on a pair of silver bracelets.
Feng Qingchen had no intention of competing with anyone in terms of beauty, she just wanted to prevent others from saying she was rude. After all, attending such a banquet, wearing plain clothes not only makes you look poor, but also makes you look stupid.
In modern times, she often sees the Cinderella-style heroine in cheating idol dramas, who always attends banquets in plain clothes without any jewelry, and then stuns the entire audience.
Such a situation will never happen in reality.
As a young and promising female military doctor, Feng Qingchen has also participated in several relatively large banquets. At such banquets, if you are dressed in plain clothes without any jewelry, it will be useless even if you are talented and beautiful, and men
The Lord won't notice you either, because...
You can't get in at all.
Feng Qingchen patted his head, signaling to bring back his thoughts that had flown away.
The jewelry, makeup, and hair accessories were all ready. Feng Qingchen picked up another piece, a violet gauze skirt and wrapped it up as a spare outfit.
Ahem...bringing a spare set of clothes to attend a banquet is universal regardless of era. There is a price to pay for being glamorous.
Don't be afraid of anything, just be afraid of ten thousand. Wearing torn and dirty clothes at a banquet is very rude.
Everything was ready. When going out, Feng Qingchen saw the medicine box placed on the bedside table, thought about it and put it back.
You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the intention of guarding against others.
Since both Su Wenqing and Wang Qi said there would be danger at the Peach Blossom Festival, she shouldn't be unprepared.
Feng Qingchen opened the medicine box, took out two small scalpels, wrapped them in white cloth, and tied them to his calves. After thinking about it, he took out an anesthetic from the smart medical bag, packed it, and placed it on his waist.
In a small bag.
Feng Qingchen was about to close the smart medical bag, but suddenly found that the compass he took out last time was still in the medicine box. After thinking about it, Feng Qingchen put the compass back.
This thing is too practical to be dropped, and the smart medical bag is very safe for storing things.
In the smart medical bag, drugs and equipment are divided into categories, and the compass belongs to the auxiliary supplies area.
Feng Qingchen had never looked carefully at this area. When she took a look today, she found that in addition to compasses, there were also daggers, ropes, tents and other things for outdoor survival in the auxiliary supplies area. Most importantly, she actually saw a Glock 19
pistol.
"It's actually equipped with a gun. It's so humane. We should be equipped with guns on the battlefield. It's so dangerous without a gun." Feng Qingchen held the gun and kissed the handle excitedly.
"Glock 19 pistol, I love you so much. With you here, I immediately turned from a rookie to a master." Feng Qingchen took out the pistol without saying a word.
Checked the magazine, sixteen rounds of bullets, each one was enough.
"With you here, unless the other side sends out troops, my life will never be in danger." Feng Qingchen looked at the gun in his hand, took a deep breath, and put it into his sleeve pocket.
The Glock 19 pistol weighs only 225 grams. It is so small and exquisite that it is not easy to notice when placed in the sleeve.
So what if someone sees you? This is not China where guns are prohibited. This is Dongling, an era of cold weapons.
What's more, such a small pistol like hers poses no threat to this country at all.
With the pistol in hand, Feng Qingchen was confident and swept away his previous uneasiness. While Zhou Xing looked worried, he calmly got on the carriage sent by Princess Anping.
By coincidence, as soon as Feng Qingchen left, Su Wenqing and Wang Qi rushed to Feng Mansion one after another. As soon as they rushed towards Feng Mansion, they shouted.
"Zhou Xing, Zhou Xing, where is Feng Qingchen?"
"I was picked up by the palace guards and went to attend the Peach Blossom Festival." Zhou (6) Xing ran out of the house.
"What a pity, we're late." Su Wenqing and Wang Qi looked at each other, both of them panicked.