Feng Jiuyan accompanied Madam Feng for more than half an hour, but Qiao Ping still didn't come back.
Madam Feng had a worried and bitter face and looked around, hoping to see the familiar figure of Qiao Ping.
However, Qiao Ping has not returned yet.
Feng Jiuyan felt a little distressed when she saw her mother like this. But there was nothing she could do. For the safety of her family of four, she could only cooperate with her father and keep it a secret from her mother.
"Mother, you've been walking for a long time. Come with me back to the carriage and rest your feet. It will still be crowded if you sit instead of lying down." Feng Jiuyan persuaded softly.
"Okay, okay, mother will go to the carriage with you now." Madam Feng said this, but she still turned back reluctantly and looked behind.
Feng Jiuyan remained silent. If her mother knew that Qiao Ping was her father, others would probably figure it out.
Her father is wise!
Feng Jiuyan was extremely anxious and concerned as she reminded Madam Feng, "Mother, you must not look back again. Doing so will easily arouse other people's suspicion! Think about it carefully. We have already encountered several ambushes by assassins along the way. If people were to notice your special feelings for Qiao Ping, it would probably bring disaster upon him!"
These sincere and heartfelt words were like a heavy hammer, suddenly waking Madam Feng from her trance. She turned her head quickly, without even a glance, her face full of fear and trepidation.
She said in a trembling voice: "Ah Yan, you are absolutely right. I won't watch it anymore. I really won't watch it anymore. I will go back to the carriage with you now. I will never be so confused again."
Madam Feng held her daughter's hand tightly, her heart filled with worry and self-blame, as if only this could give her a little comfort.
At this moment, the figures of those killers kept flashing in her mind, and the fear of the danger that Qiao Ping might face surged into her heart like a tide, making her heart unable to calm down for a long time and immersed in deep worry.
Seeing her mother so frightened by her words, Feng Jiuyan felt distressed. She softened her voice and said comfortingly:
"Mother, you don't have to worry so much. As long as we pay more attention and be careful, it will be difficult for them to find out that we are abnormal. Don't worry anymore, your daughter will always be by your side."
Madam Feng listened to Feng Jiuyan's words and nodded slightly, her face still showing some worry. She held Feng Jiuyan's hand tightly and said:
"Ah Yan, for safety's sake, I'd better try to have as little contact with Qiao Ping as possible. If he is really your father..., I'm afraid he will get into trouble. I'll leave the matter of trying to test him with eggs to you."
Madam Feng's eyes were full of expectation and trust. She looked at Feng Jiuyan as if she had placed all her hopes on her daughter.
"Okay, mother."
This was exactly what Feng Jiuyan wanted. Her mother cared so much about Qiao Ping, and her eyes always unconsciously fell on Qiao Ping, which might arouse the suspicion of Meng Liang and others. If they really found out that Qiao Ping was her father Feng Huaijin, the consequences would be disastrous!
The two of them returned to the carriage. Since Feng Jiuyan was not lying in the carriage, the carriage could barely accommodate the three of them.
Madam Feng looked at Yan Ci who was still sleeping and said with some worry, "He hasn't woken up for so long, will something happen to him?"
"Um, mother, he's fine." Feng Jiuyan leaned close to Madam Feng's ear and whispered, "He just inhaled too much soul-soothing incense, and he's almost waking up."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Ci's fingers moved slightly, his long and curly eyelashes also moved, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
"Sister, mother, come and see! Brother Yanci has finally woken up!" Feng Jiuli's voice was trembling with excitement. His face was filled with irrepressible joy and he shouted excitedly.
Ever since he learned that Yan Ci was injured because he was blocking the poison arrow for his sister, Feng Jiuli's attitude towards Yan Ci has changed drastically, almost a 180-degree turn. He was originally wary of him, but now he is happy to like him.
Not only Feng Jiuli's attitude changed, but also Madam Feng.
"Mr. Yan, you finally woke up!" Madam Feng's eyes were full of surprise. At this moment, she looked at Yan Ci, feeling happy and extremely satisfied no matter how she looked at him.
You know, if Master Yan hadn't blocked the poisonous arrow for her daughter, it would probably be her daughter who was injured.
It was for this reason that she made up her mind to take good care of Master Yan in order to repay his kindness.
Thinking of this, Madam Feng asked with concern: "Are you thirsty now? Are you hungry? Do you want to drink some water or eat something?"
Yan Ci's eyes moved slightly, and when he saw Feng Jiuyan's family of three, he immediately realized that he was lying in Feng Jiuyan's donkey cart. He tried to struggle to sit up, but it seemed that he couldn't use much strength in his body.
At this moment, he smelled a faint fragrance at the tip of his nose, and then a slender yet powerful hand firmly supported his back, helping him sit up gently but steadily.
"Don't move, otherwise the wound will split. If you want to do anything, just tell me directly." A pleasant female voice came to my ears.
He slowly raised his head and stared at the girl who was busy in front of him.
After she helped him up, she stuffed two soft pillows into his back so that he could lean against the wall of the car more comfortably.
"How do you feel now?"
"Are you alright?"
Almost at the same time, Yan Ci and Feng Jiuyan's voices intertwined and rang out. Then, they looked at each other, and then both of them smiled knowingly.
Feng Jiuyan looked at him quietly, with a bright smile on her face, and said, "What could possibly happen to me? You are the one who is in trouble. It was you who blocked the poisonous arrow for me, otherwise, I might be the one lying here. I also want to thank Master Yan for saving my life."
"Miss, you don't have to be polite. Last time, you helped me detoxify, and I haven't repaid you yet." Yan Ci said with a serious face.
"Antidote?" Feng Jiuyan pretended not to know and asked back.
A trace of panic flashed across Yan Ci's face. He clenched his right hand into a fist and pretended to be calm and said, "Ahem, look at me, I said the wrong thing in a hurry. Hehe, thanks to the girl for saving me from the lake last time, otherwise, I might have died in the lake."
Feng Jiuyan glanced at him, looking at him with a half-smile, like a little fox, "Haha, you're welcome, you're welcome."
Keep pretending, even if your vest falls off you’re still pretending!
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