Chapter 169 Duan Ya Returns to Lian Sheng City
Feng Aoqing was always by her side taking care of her and did not leave at night.
Only then did Han Lang realize that it was she who treated all his injuries. An Lei was watching beside him. Feng Aoqing lifted him up and moved him around whenever she asked her to. She didn't do anything else. Even his clothes were taken off by Feng Aoqing, no, they were cut off by her.
So, uh... she saw me naked.
Although Feng Aoqing said that looking at him was no different from looking at a piece of pork, doesn't she have to take responsibility?
"I'm fine. I'll call you if anything happens. Go to sleep." Han Lang said with concern.
"You wouldn't call me when something happened, and you wouldn't tell me even if it hurt like hell. Don't think I don't know." Feng Aoqing answered him after checking the last place.
"Just let An Lei take care of me."
"How do you explain this?" Feng Aoqing pointed to the infusion device beside him.
While receiving the infusion, Feng Aoqing closed all the doors and windows and did not allow them to come in to prevent others from seeing these modern things.
After asking, Han Lang understood that the reason why Feng Aoqing had to stay here was because the water in the transparent bag had entered his body and could heal his injuries. When the water was gone, it had to be replaced or removed in time, otherwise he would die.
He didn't believe that a needle could kill him, so Feng Aoqing scolded him for being so uneducated and terrible.
Then Feng Aoqing explained for a long time, but he didn't quite understand it anyway, so he just nodded obediently and said, "Okay, okay, I got it."
It’s nice that she is sleeping on the couch right now within my sight.
She has a timer that wakes her up in time to check.
Being in the same room, it’s hard to explain it!
This death was not in vain!
These fourteen blows were not in vain!
It was not until two days later that Feng Aoqing saw no signs of infection and called An Qiao to take care of her.
Han Lang saw her take out a booklet and hand it to An Qiao.
"Although I don't like you, you are more meticulous than An Lei, so it's better for you to take care of it." Feng Aoqing still didn't have a good face for him.
"Yes, don't worry, miss." Anqiao replied.
Han Lang lay there, and the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He was about to turn over, but Feng Aoqing turned around to look at him. With just one glance, he lay back down, but still asked, "Where are you going?"
"Didn't I tell you that there's still some unfinished business?" Feng Aoqing sat back down beside his bed.
"Are you going alone? You're not going to care about me?" Han Lang was very anxious.
Feng Aoqing looked at the somewhat childish Han Lang and said with a smile: "You're fine, just take care of it. This is Wei Qianheng's own place, you don't have to worry."
"Am I worried about him? No, either you wait for me to recover, or I will go with you to do the work now. This little injury is nothing."
As he was about to get up, he felt dizzy and fell back onto the bed, his eyelids growing heavier.
"You...drug me..."
Watching him fall asleep, Feng Aoqing said to An Qiao, "You will wake up in seven days. Just follow my instructions to take care of him. When he wakes up, his injuries will be fine."
"yes."
"Tell him that I've taken An Lei and Ling Song away. When he gets better, he should go to Tianyao to help me make the bed. I'll go find him after I'm done."
"Yes, but how are they going to take care of you?" An Qiao asked worriedly.
"I took them away just to reassure Han Lang. He doesn't need them to take care of him."
"Take care of her, take care of her, brother, don't worry, the young lady is the life of our master, we will definitely take good care of her, like a slave." An Lei replied hurriedly. He would rather follow Feng Aoqing than take care of Han Lang.
"Yes. Don't worry, I will try my best to prevent the master from looking for you." An Qiao rubbed his fingers together, feeling a little uneasy, but it would be good if he could sleep for seven more days.
Feng Aoqing led the two of them away.
When they reached the gate of the other courtyard, she asked them very seriously, "Are you willing to follow me?"
"Yes." They both replied.
"Follow me, you are my people. I will trust you as much as I trust your master. Is that okay?"
"Of course." They both answered again.
"That's good. There's only one thing, and An Lei knows it. This is for you, Ling Song, to hear. Don't leave any traces for your master. If you leave any traces, it would be a disguised way of killing me. Do you agree?"
Ling Su was stunned and looked at An Lei, who nodded at him. When An Lei followed him, he never dared to leave any notes. An Qiao did leave some notes and even sent a letter, but now Feng Aoqing didn't trust him and wouldn't take him away.
"Yes, we can do it." Ling Song nodded.
Leaving a note may not attract Han Lang, but it can become the sword to kill Feng Aoqing.
The three of them mounted their horses and said goodbye to Wei Qianheng and Fu Qiuming who had come to see them off.
After Fu Qiu Ming took the medicine, he looked much better. The two of them didn't say much as they had already discussed everything. Fu Qiu Ming had a reassuring energy, and Feng Aoqing trusted him completely.
The three of them hardly stopped, and went to Sizhou at the fastest speed, half by water and half by land.
An Lei felt the changes in Feng Aoqing. She became more and more nervous and could hardly sleep every day.
When traveling with her, she seemed to have endless energy. In addition to traveling, she also wanted to learn An Lei's long sword skills and Lingsong's short blade knife skills.
What awaits her seems to be a big battle.
......
At the same time, Duan Ya, who had escaped, was also rushing to Lianzhou without stopping.
She could only go to Lianzhou. For some reason, the road to Jixia was cut off. The defenses of every intersecting city were changed, and any communication with Jixia was completely prohibited.
The road to Jixia is difficult to travel. If she doesn't take the official road, she can only cross the mountain. But she has no martial arts skills and only brings a few martial arts maids with her. How can she cross the mountain?
Therefore, she could only go to Lianzhou. Once she got there, someone would protect her to Jixia.
The Third Prince is already the new King of Jixia. We are just lending him tens of thousands of soldiers. There is no need for him to be angry. If he wants to be angry, then he can be angry. Just coax him and he will be fine.
Bring the soldiers from the three places in Lianzhou over there and consider it as paying him back. With Jixia's strength, he will definitely be able to retake Zhaojing.
If Jixia is unreliable, there are other places, plenty of them, aren't there?
There are so many countries in Kyushu!
When they were about to enter Lianzhou, she didn't dare to go any further, so she sent two people down the mountain to check whether it was safe.
He hid in the mountains of Yantai and Liansheng for two days until the two men came back.
The two of them just said that the inspection was strict, but everything was normal.
"What flag is it?"
"It's still the Iron Sword Flag of the Lianzhou Army."
Duan Ya was relieved, and the group entered Liansheng City.
Duan Ya, who had always been arrogant, looked like an exile when she entered the city, her body covered in dirt and her hair disheveled.
If no one said it, no one would have thought that the woman in front of them was the eldest princess.
The gatekeeper looked at the token for a long time, and then took it to show the person above him, before confirming that the person in front of him was actually Her Royal Highness the Princess, and hurriedly invited her into the city gate.
"The city guard and the general are waiting for you at Qinghuang Pavilion."
Duan Ya breathed a sigh of relief, straightened her muddy dress, and walked towards the city.
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