Yellow powder was sprinkled on Lu Qiqi's wound. Feng Yu'er took a clean gauze and wrapped it around Lu Qiqi's wound, tying a knot. She said with a worried look, "This is the wound medicine my father used when he was fighting. It is said to not leave scars, but I have seen his back covered with scars before. I don't know if it will work."
“You are not married yet. If your future husband’s family sees this scar and rejects you, I will be held responsible!”
Lu Qiqi smiled and said, "I am also a doctor, so I naturally have a way to solve the problem of scar removal. You don't need to worry."
"Besides, the person I marry must be compatible with my character. If he rejects me because of a scar, it only means that I misjudged him and married the wrong person. From now on, we will part ways and never have any lingering ties."
Lu Qiqi spoke frankly and openly, which moved even Feng Yuer, a descendant of a military family.
Since ancient times, both men and women have considered flawlessness to be beautiful. A person with scars on their body would even have their path to fame and success cut off, let alone in an era when women had a low status. Flawlessness was the most basic virtue for a woman to have when she got married.
Therefore, even though she was the eldest daughter of a great general, Feng Yu'er had never practiced martial arts and had no injuries on her body.
What Lu Qiqi didn't know was that her words today would cause a huge change in Feng Yuer's life.
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Three hundred miles away in Luzhou Prefecture, Song Yanqing was sitting in his tent, listening to his subordinates' reports.
An Jiu knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Highness, news has come from Luzhou Prefecture that your beloved woman is in critical condition, hanging by a thread. They have asked us to prepare the best medicine to save her life. She is currently recuperating at the residence of the General of the Cavalry."
Song Yanqing's face darkened as he said, "An Yi, immediately take the medicine from my tent and come with me to Luzhou Prefecture."
"An Er, go and inform General Qian that I will be back on time the day after tomorrow to set off for Shanhaiguan."
"Yes!" An Yi and An Er obeyed the order and left the tent.
Song Yanqing rubbed the pads of his fingers with his right hand. At this moment, his heart was pounding like a drum, even more flustered than when he first went into battle.
After packing his things, Song Yanqing immediately got up, walked out of the tent, mounted his horse, and rode away.
It was already late at night when Song Yanqing set off, so his cycling speed was certainly not as fast as during the day.
An Yi followed behind Song Yanqing. He had been by Song Yanqing's side for many years, and this was the first time he had ever seen Song Yanqing ride so fast late at night to visit a woman.
I heard from An Jiu that she is the prince's beloved. Could it be that they will soon have a princess?
If there really is a Crown Prince's consort, Old Madam Hao will definitely be so happy that she'll eat an extra bowl of rice.
Song Yanqing was worried about Lu Qiqi and dared not stop for a moment, for fear that if he relaxed for even a moment and delivered the medicine late, Lu Qiqi would really be beyond medical help.
Therefore, Song Yanqing and An Yi arrived at the post station, immediately changed into fine horses, and began their journey again.
After changing horses, An Yi glanced at the horse that had been replaced, which collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted. He predicted that the horse probably wouldn't recover for at least three months.
The following evening, just before the city gates closed, Song Yanqing and An Yi finally arrived in Luzhou Prefecture.
Horses were not allowed to gallop freely within Luzhou Prefecture, so it took another hour to reach the gate of the Feng family's old residence.
When the guards came to report, Feng Yi was surprised that Song Yanqing would actually go there in person.
In an instant, Feng Yi ranked Lu Qiqi among the top five people she should never offend in this life.
When high-ranking officials and nobles interacted, they would write visiting cards and wait for a reply before visiting each other at the agreed time.
Of course, this only applies to interpersonal relationships between people of the same rank. For someone of Song Yanqing's official rank, even if the General of the Cavalry were at his residence, he would still need to be personally greeted, so he did not believe that there was any issue of a formal invitation.
However, Song Yanqing did not want to reveal his identity to Lu Qiqi. He had countless political enemies, and it would be bad if Lu Qiqi were targeted and harmed.
Anwu stood at the side gate of the Feng residence and respectfully bowed to Song Yanqing.
"No need for formalities," Song Yanqing said. "How is the situation inside?"
The Fifth Path said, "Unless there are special circumstances."
Hearing An Wu's words, Song Yanqing's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, eased somewhat.
After all, no news is the best news.
Song Yanqing said, "Which courtyard? Take me over the wall to get in."
An Yi's lips twitched. If the young master wanted to enter the Feng residence, even the old lady of the Feng family would have to come out of the mansion to greet him. Now, he actually had to climb over the wall to enter a woman's boudoir.
If Madam Feng found out that the young master was going to climb over the wall into the boudoir of the General of the Cavalry's eldest daughter, she might be so angry she'd vomit blood.
If Song Yanqing had mind-reading abilities right now, and knew that An Yi actually mistook Lu Qiqi for that arrogant young lady Feng Yu'er, he would definitely punish An Yi by making him wash the horses in the stable for a month!
Having received Song Yanqing's order, An Wu led the two weary travelers over the wall into Lu Qiqi's courtyard.
Lu Qiqi lived in a side room in Feng Yuer's courtyard, not far from Feng Yuer's master bedroom.
If it weren't for the fear of hurting Lu Qiqi's hand injury, Feng Yu'er would have offered herself as a bedmate.
The sky had turned a deep blue, with a bright moon hanging in the air and stars shining brightly all around.
Dinner was served early at the Feng residence. After Lu Qiqi finished eating and washing up, she went to bed to rest.
She was a little tired after giving Madam Feng acupuncture today, and she would have to continue giving acupuncture tomorrow, so she needed to rest and recuperate.
There was a knock on the door. Lu Qiqi got up, lit the lights inside the house, and then went to open the door.
She assumed that something was wrong with Madam Feng's health, so she casually threw on a coat and opened the door latch.
By the light inside the room, Lu Qiqi saw a handsome face.
After not seeing him for several months, he has become even more handsome and dashing, with a more defined jawline, adding a touch of resolute charm.
Lu Qiqi's eyes sparkled with surprise. "Why are you here?" she asked.
Looking at Lu Qiqi's thin clothes, Song Yanqing said, "Let's talk inside."
Song Yanqing's heart, which had been clenched with anxiety, instantly relaxed when she saw Lu Qiqi's smiling face.
The two walked to the coffee table, and Song Yanqing looked Lu Qiqi up and down, checking the places on her body where she was injured.
Finding nothing particularly unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Are you injured?"
Lu Qiqi was stunned for a moment and said, "You're so well-informed?"
After saying that, Lu Qiqi rolled up her sleeves and showed Song Yanqing her bandaged arm, saying, "If you had come a few days later, this injury would have healed almost completely."
Because of the thick winter clothes and the shallow wound, Lu Qiqi didn't even plan to stitch it up.
Although the servant attacked her by surprise, Lu Qiqi managed to dodge in time. However, she was injured by the knife. Feng Yuer was worried about her, so she treated this minor injury as something serious.
When Song Yanqing saw the gauze on Lu Qiqi's hand, his expression grew even worse.
Her lips were pursed into a straight line. If An Yi saw this, his heart would sink, and he would be certain that the person who hurt Lu Qiqi would pay a heavy price.
"You came here just to stare at me without saying a word?" Lu Qiqi felt the atmosphere between the two was a bit awkward, and she wondered what changes had occurred in Song Yanqing's absence over the past few months.
Song Yanqing stared intently at Lu Qiqi's smiling face and asked, "Does it hurt?"
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