065 Jealousy
Feng Qingchen kept telling Wang Qi what to do here and what to do there. Wang Qi was so depressed that he wanted to put down his pen and leave several times, but seeing Feng Qingchen's eager eyes, he endured it. But what was the result of enduring?
It is an increasing demand.
Feng Qingchen is a person who doesn't know what it means to stop at the right time.
“Feng Qingchen, no one has gone through so much trouble in building a palace.”
"This is used for medical treatment. It's already more troublesome than the imperial palace. Hurry up, it's just a few strokes away. The sooner it's completed, the sooner your brother's eyes will heal." Feng Qingchen looked determined, telling Wang Qi that she would never give in.
"You..." Wang Qi was so angry that he wanted to tear up the drawing paper, but he was reluctant to give up the picture he had drawn.
"Okay, okay, stop talking about you and me. We are really just short of a few deals. Once we're done, we'll go and find out about the gambling and make some money from it." Feng Qingchen smiled and comforted Wang Qi.
A typical slap in the face and then a candy.
"I will tolerate you, but I will never work with you in the future. Women are really troublesome." Wang Qi gritted his teeth and continued to paint according to Feng Qingchen's request.
Painting should make one calm and composed, but Wang Qi's current condition was far from calm. Fortunately, Wang Qi's painting skills were good, and painting a house did not require any spiritual energy or artistic conception. Soon, Feng Qingchen's ideal operating room was drawn by Wang Qi.
Feng Qingchen was very happy. He held it in his hand carefully and was reluctant to put it down. "Wang Qi, you are really amazing. The painting looks just like the real thing. It's so beautiful."
In comparison, her paintings are indeed not presentable.
"What's beautiful about it? It's square, cold and lifeless. What a shabby house." Wang Qi looked proud, but spoke modestly.
"You don't understand. This is what I want. Only in a cold place can I calm down." Feng Qingchen ignored Wang Qi. Taking the blueprint, he happily looked for someone to build the house.
Wang Jinling, I will definitely help you see the light again.
Just when Feng Qingchen was feeling like a fish in water, Princess Anping, who had invited Feng Qingchen to participate in the March 3 Peach Blossom Festival, was so angry that she started smashing things in the palace.
"Feng Qingchen, what are you doing? What are you doing? The eldest master actually condescended to go to the Feng Mansion for you, and even sacrificed the reputation of the Wang family."
Bang... A vase half a person's height fell to the ground, and the fragments were scattered all over the floor.
"Feng Qingchen, who do you think you are? You don't even have the qualifications to speak as a young master."
"Princess, Princess..." The palace maids trembled and huddled in the corner, not daring to step forward, but worried that the fragments would hurt the princess.
"Get out, get out, get out, all of you, get out of here...ah."
Princess Anping screamed and blood flowed from under her feet.
"Quick, quickly call the imperial physician, the princess is injured." The palace maid panicked and half dragged and half carried Princess Anping to the bed, and quickly cleaned up the debris.
The imperial physician and the female physician came quickly. After bandaging Princess Anping's wound, they said, "The wound is too big. There will definitely be a scar on the sole of the princess's foot in the future."
When Princess Anping heard this, she cried so hard that she fainted. The Empress heard the news and came to her and beat to death all the palace maids around Princess Anping on the grounds that they did not take good care of the princess.
The maidens burst into tears and begged desperately, but Princess Anping remained unmoved. She hugged the queen and cried, "Mother, mother, what should I do, what should I do?"
"Okay, okay, it's just a scar. You can't see it on the sole of your foot. It won't affect your choice of a prince consort." The Queen had a terrible headache, but she had no patience to coax her daughter.
"Mother..." Princess Anping climbed up from the Queen's arms with tears on her face. Her eyes, washed by tears, not only did not become clear and bright, but were full of cruelty: "Mother, can you order the killing of Feng Qingchen? I don't want to see her."
"Anping, shut up." The queen became angry when she heard the name.
"Why, mother, she's just a pariah. Can you please help your daughter and kill her?" Princess Anping stopped crying immediately after being scolded by the queen, but begged in a low voice.
The queen had a headache and rubbed her temples. "Anping, don't be ignorant. Your father doesn't want to kill her, and your brother doesn't allow mother to do anything to her for some reason."
"How is it possible?" Princess Anping fell to the bed, not caring about the pain in her feet. "Mother, what does Feng Qingchen have? Why didn't father kill her? My brother hated her so much, why didn't he kill her? And why did the eldest son of the Wang family help her?"
The last sentence is the key point.
"Don't worry about these things. Just take good care of your injuries. The Peach Blossom Festival is in three days. Anping, if you want Feng Qingchen to die, let her die openly at the Peach Blossom Festival." The Queen didn't even change her tone. In her eyes, Feng Qingchen was like an ant. She let her escape last time, but she would never let her do that this time.
"No, no, mother, if Feng Qingchen dies, who will cure the eldest young master's eyes? Even if she is going to die, she has to wait until she cures the eldest young master's eyes." An Ping shook his head repeatedly.
"Anping, forget it. I won't let you marry into the Wang family." The queen's face turned cold and she stood up.
How could she not understand Anping's thoughts?
"Why? Mother, now that the eldest son's eyes have recovered, he will be the next head of the Wang family. It is not a low position for me to marry him."
"Anping, these are not your business. Just remember what your mother said. Feng Qingchen can die, but her death cannot have anything to do with us. Okay, don't worry about other things. Take good care of your injuries. The Peach Blossom Festival will be here in a few days." The queen left this sentence and returned to the palace.
On the way, he met Dong Ling Ziluo who came to visit the patient and stopped him directly.
"Zi Luo, An Ping is fine. Let's go and talk to the Queen Mother."
Dong Ling Zi Luo nodded. In the night, he was dressed in purple, looking extraordinarily handsome.
When the queen saw her son, a hint of pride flashed across her eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
As soon as the queen returned to the palace, she sent the palace maids and eunuchs away and said, "Ziluo, what do you think of the Wang family's efforts to promote Feng Qingchen?"
"The old fox Wang Su will never do anything that would harm himself or others. There must be something profitable in this matter." Dong Ling Zi Luo's expression was indifferent, but his frown showed that he was in a bad mood at the moment.
He punished Feng Qingchen right away, and the Wang family started to support Feng Qingchen. Isn't this clearly an attempt to be his enemy?
"What is it about Feng Qingchen that is worthy of the Wang family's effort? Or maybe the Wang family is just taking this opportunity to show that they have no intention of standing on our side." The queen was also worried. The situation here was too complicated.
The Wang family’s high-profile appearance broke the peace of the imperial city.
The Wang family is not a member of the Seventh Prince's party, so the other princes can start to win over the Wang family, including the Crown Prince.
"Mother, if Feng Qingchen restored Wang Jinling's sight, does that mean she can also cure the prince's illness?" Dong Ling Ziluo made a bold guess.
His greatest reliance is that the prince will not live long. Once Feng Qingchen cures the prince's illness, the prince will have the ability to compete with him.
If this is true, then Feng Qingchen, this woman who is as light as the dust under your feet, has the ability to influence the future of Dongling.
The queen's expression changed drastically: "Ziluo, Feng Qingchen cannot stay."
"Maybe she doesn't have that ability. The prince has a heart disease, and no one from ancient times to the present has been able to cure heart disease." Dong Ling Ziluo comforted the queen, but at the same time he didn't believe that Feng Qingchen had this ability.
There is a hole in the prince's heart. Even if Feng Qingchen has great ability, he cannot take the prince's heart out and repair it!