Xiao Han's face was extremely pale.
He didn't know how to refute it.
"Let's go back to Western Qin." Though he didn't want to think about it, he was still afraid...
Finally, he wanted to take the prince back to his parents and brothers.
His Highness must be eager to tell them about his revenge.
"No—" Feng Qi's eyes reddened.
"We can't go back!"
Xiao Han did not speak, and his movements as he rode the horse became much gentler.
"Cough cough... Qiu Yan..." Qin Feng slowly woke up.
His face was pale, devoid of any color.
Feng Qi was overjoyed and helped Qin Feng straighten his body, letting him lean against her lap.
What exactly are His Highness's feelings for Qiu Yan?
Is it hatred, or something else?
"Your Highness, hold on! I'll take you to find Qiu Yan."
Qin Feng turned his head slightly and glanced out of the car. Before him, Qiu Yan's cold and handsome face came into view.
Strangely, he found himself somewhat nostalgic for the days he spent at the Qiu residence in Lingnan.
"How long until winter?"
Feng Qi: "Soon." Autumn is almost here, can winter be far behind?
Thinking of the tragic scene last winter when His Highness lay alone, severely injured, in the Qiu family's old mansion, Feng Qi's eyes welled with tears.
She knew that His Highness wanted to live.
Qiu Yan was his only hope for survival.
"Soon, how long?" Qin Feng's voice was hoarse, and his words were heartbreaking to hear.
"Almost there, we'll be there soon."
Qin Feng, his lips slightly parted and cracked, struggled to sit up.
Looking at the withered leaves outside the window, my eyes also became moist.
"The snow scene in Lingnan Village is the most beautiful."
"Yes, Your Highness, you will definitely see the snow this year." Feng Qi gently wiped her eyes.
This autumn seems to be quite long.
She wished time would pass quickly; she didn't like autumn, and winter was her favorite season.
"Your Highness, it's time for your medicine." Feng Qi handed the water pouch to Qin Feng.
Qin Feng took a small sip of the medicine; it was somewhat bitter, but not as bitter as the bitterness in his heart.
He coughed twice more, then fell asleep as the carriage swayed.
Hearing His Highness's faint breathing, Xiao Han slowed his pace and then lifted the carriage curtain.
"Fengqi, Qiu Yan went to the Western Regions, and we can't find her."
His intention was to tell Feng Qi that Qiu Yan was not in Baiyang.
"The Western Regions?" Feng Qi asked in surprise.
"Xiao Han, how do you know that Qiu Yan went to the Western Regions?"
Xiao Han: "Some of our people came back. They said that two women from the Central Plains went to the Dongjin mining area."
"Our people? They went to the Western Regions too?" Feng Qi asked in confusion, just as Xiao Han nodded to him.
"If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been able to obtain so much gunpowder."
Feng Qi thought of Qiu Yan, and her fingertips dug into her flesh.
How did she learn the gunpowder formula from Qiu Yan?
Qiu Yan did not leak the information; on the contrary, she was very cautious.
The recipe was something she calculated herself using the Qingyun algorithm.
But he only told His Highness.
If only she had known this would happen... she was wrong.
"Stop the car! Xiao Han, stop the car now!"
"What's wrong?" Xiao Han pulled on the reins, looking at Feng Qi with a puzzled expression.
"Your Highness is yours; I need to go find her!"
"Where will you find her in this vast desert?" Feng Qi was not usually an impulsive woman, but her words today left Xiao Han feeling somewhat helpless.
"Of course, I'll go to the Western Regions to find her." Feng Qi jumped off the carriage, but Xiao Han stopped her.
"Feng Qi, can you be more realistic? I know you want to save His Highness, but Qiu Yan isn't a reincarnated divine physician. If she could save His Highness, she would have already done so!"
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