Chapter 247 She is the real boss
Zhou Jirou looked at Feng Aoqing gratefully.
Feng Aoqing smiled at her gently. Others were worried about the Crown Prince, but she was the only one who was worried about her son.
"Princess, I'll be leaving now."
"I'm sorry for not even serving you a cup of tea. Please..."
"You're welcome. His Highness is still waiting for me outside. Let's drink tea next time when I come with him!" Feng Aoqing declined politely.
Zhou Jirou could only send her out.
When she was sent to the door, Zhou Jirou whispered, "I'll leave it to you to handle today..."
"Just pretend I haven't been here." Feng Aoqing said calmly.
"Thank you very much. I will remember this favor." Zhou Jirou also bowed slightly to her.
"No need, it's not a big deal." Feng Aoqing left the Prince's Mansion without looking back.
The car was still outside the Prince's Mansion, but she didn't see Han Lang.
Feng Aoqing then asked Ling Song, "Where is your master?"
Ling Shuang looked at her somewhat awkwardly.
Feng Aoqing felt strange. It was the first time she saw such an expression on Ling Shuang's face.
So she stuck her head out, and it turned out that her view was blocked by the car.
Han Lang was standing at the intersection and talking to a very young woman in a peony-colored dress.
In fact, Feng Aoqing didn't see the other person's face, but from her figure and feeling, she looked particularly young.
"An Wan, read." Feng Aoqing said to An Wan beside her. Lip reading is a compulsory course for them.
Read the master's lips?
An Wan was a little hesitant.
"Madam, let me do it! How dare any beautiful woman get close to our master!" An Ke stood on Feng Aoqing's side.
Woman: "How long have you been back? Why didn't you send someone a message?"
Han Lang: "Why should I inform you when I come back?"
After listening to An Ke's translation, An Wan laughed.
Woman: "I want to go to Prince Yu's mansion tomorrow, is that okay?"
Han Lang: "Okay, I don't live in the palace anyway, so it's okay for you to stay for a few days. But I don't have any servants there, so you need to bring your own."
Feng Aoqing looked at An Wan, and An Wan nodded, confirming Han Lang's words. Before, there were only An Qiao and Ling Song, and now they followed them. There was really no one else.
Woman: "If you're not here, what should I do?"
Han Lang: "How should I know what you are going to do? You were the one who said you were going just now."
Woman: "Okay, since you're not here, I won't go either. But where do you live? How can I find you?"
Han Lang: "Don't you know? I don't know why you blocked me here?"
Feng Aoqing actually laughed out loud.
Han Lang and the woman heard the laughter and looked over here.
Han Lang immediately left the woman behind and walked towards the car.
The woman chased for two steps and saw Feng Aoqing behind the car, but she could not see the person clearly, only the hem of a purple skirt.
"You didn't even call me when you came out. I was so tired waiting."
"I've only been there for a short time. I came out after saying three sentences. It's just that their yard is too big." Feng Aoqing saw that he looked like he had finally escaped.
Han Lang helped her into the car.
When the carriage passed the intersection, the woman and her maid were still at the intersection.
"Brother Han, I will come to see you tomorrow!" The woman's voice was sweet and anxious, as if she was afraid that Han Lang couldn't hear her.
"Don't come, go back." Han Lang pushed the window open a crack and answered in an emotionless voice.
But the woman knew he heard it, and seemed satisfied. She stepped aside and watched the car pass by.
"Brother Han." Feng Aoqing said, suppressing her laughter.
"Feng Aoqing!"
"Hey, Brother Han."
"Feng Aoqing!!!"
"Okay, then, do you want to speak first or should I?" Feng Aoqing smiled and shook his hand.
"I have to speak first!"
"She is Jiang Nuannuan, the daughter of General Yongqi. Jiang means river water, and Nuan means warm." Han Lang was still thinking about how to introduce her.
"Is it over? Is that it?" Feng Aoqing waited for him to introduce his name, and waited for a while, but there was no further response.
"Yes, that's it. I don't know anything else." Han Lang answered honestly.
"Shouldn't you think about it carefully and then introduce how you met? And since you call each other so intimately, you two must have a very good relationship, right?" Feng Aoqing guided her.
"How else could I possibly know her? I'd just meet her father, and then I'd know her!"
"Then why did she call you so intimately?"
"How should I know? I didn't ask her to call me that." Han Lang was also puzzled by this matter. Every time he heard her call him "Brother Han", he got goosebumps all over the floor.
"How old is she?"
'Fifteen, sixteen, or seventeen!'
"Why don't you just say under twenty? You really don't know anything."
"Why should I know?"
Feng Aoqing calmed down and said with a smile: "Let's not talk about ten years ago. I think the process of your acquaintance after you came back should have been led by the Queen."
Han Lang was stunned for a moment.
"This should be the real person we are talking about. That's good." Feng Aoqing sighed softly.
"I don't mean that, and I won't agree to it." Han Lang immediately made his attitude clear.
"I know what you're thinking, but I also want to know how you're going to deal with this, because it's something that will always exist. As long as you don't get married, or even if you do, they'll find ways to get close to you, whether it's your father, queen mother, or other princes and ministers."
"Of course, this isn't about you, it's about your status. So I want to know how you're going to handle this matter. It's not something you can resolve simply by shutting out all the nobles and ladies. I'm not forcing you. You can take your time to think about it."
Han Han fell into deep thought. He knew that this would happen eventually.
If it weren't for his mother's illness this time, if the two of them had gone somewhere else, someone would soon come looking for him for various reasons, and he would still have to face these things when he came back.
"I'll think about how to deal with my matter. Tell me about yours." Han Lang asked.
Feng Aoqing told him that the emperor's eldest grandson had developed an allergy.
"This is not something that happened in one day. It seems that there is no peace in his house! He was so focused on dealing with me, but he didn't expect that there would be a fire in the backyard." Han Lang was also surprised.
He knew that the trees behind the prince's house did not grow in a short period of time. They were probably planted when the emperor's eldest grandson was born. It has been five years now. Fortunately, this child was lucky and met Feng Aoqing before he died young.
"You won't blame me for saving him, will you? After all, his father almost took your life."
"I never kill children." Han Lang answered cheerfully.
He knew that Feng Aoqing was a doctor, and doctors are kind-hearted. Although she could be cruel sometimes, she would still choose to save these patients when she encountered them.
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