066 Wind
Cure the prince’s heart disease?
Dong Ling Zi Luo didn't believe Feng Qing Chen had this ability, and the Queen certainly didn't believe Feng Qing Chen had this ability either, but...
"Zi Luo, we would rather kill someone by mistake than let him go. Feng Qingchen cannot be kept alive no matter what." The queen didn't care about these. She only knew to minimize the danger.
Death of Feng Qingchen in exchange for An Xin, this is a very good deal.
"I understand, mother, I will arrange it." In front of the throne, a promise means nothing.
If the Queen and Dongling Ziluo could think of the problem, how could the Prince not think of it?
"No matter what, protect Feng Qingchen. I want to spare her life." Dong Ling Zitian, the son of the former queen of the Dong Ling Dynasty, stood with his back to the candlelight. In the dim light, he looked a little thin.
"Yes, Your Highness." The eight men in black took the order and left. They will guard Feng Qingchen day and night to ensure Feng Qingchen's safety.
A bloody storm begins!
Feng Qingchen had no idea that while she was sleeping, she had been to the gates of hell several times. Outside the Feng Mansion, batches of corpses were carried away.
There was a faint scent of flowers floating in the air, masking the smell of blood.
Lan Jiuqing hid in the dark and watched the whole scene. After dealing with the last batch of assassins, Lan Jiuqing did not stay for long.
"Feng Qingchen, we have settled our grievances. As for the incident at the Peach Blossom Festival, I hope you can find a way to handle it yourself."
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The dispute between the Crown Prince and the Seventh Prince was a very distant thing for Feng Qingchen. She had never thought that she would be involved in the dispute over the Crown Prince. All her thoughts at this moment were focused on the construction of a new operating room in the backyard.
Feng Qingchen personally supervised the work, requiring every detail to be perfect and never allowing compromise.
Wang Qi was watching with great admiration, but he had to admit that Feng Qingchen was a woman who could get things done. When he reported to the Wang family what Feng Qingchen had done in the past few days, the Wang family's opposition voices became much smaller.
Three days passed in a flash. Feng Qingchen was preparing to go to the construction site in the backyard as usual, but Zhou Xing came to report that there were four palace guards outside the door, saying that they were going to take Feng Qingchen to the royal villa to attend the Peach Blossom Festival hosted by Princess Anping.
"What, Peach Blossom Festival?" Feng Qingchen was stunned.
She forgot about it.
Zhou Xing nodded and said worriedly: "How about I go and tell them that you are not feeling well and won't be going?"
"Not going? Zhou Xing, don't be naive. The royal guards have come to invite you personally. Even if I die, they will carry my body over." Feng Qingchen closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
She remembered Su Wenqing and Wang Qi saying that people would die during the Peach Blossom Festival. Unfortunately, she knew nothing about the Peach Blossom Festival. It seemed that the owner of this body had never participated in the Peach Blossom Festival.
"Zhou Xing, do you know what will happen at the Peach Blossom Festival?" Feng Qingchen asked without hope. Sure enough, Zhou Xing shook his head: "I don't know. How about I go ask Master Wang or Master Su?"
I've been so busy these days that I haven't thought about the Peach Blossom Festival at all.
Feng Qingchen shook his head: "It's too late, go tell those guards, I'll change my clothes and leave."
When the enemy comes, we will fight them; when the water comes, we will flood it with the earth.
She just couldn't believe that she could get out of the palace alive but couldn't get out of the royal villa alive.
It’s just a small peach blossom festival, what is she afraid of?
Feng Qingchen returned to her room, took off her coarse cotton coat used as a supervisor, and changed into a gauze skirt that was 90% new.
The light blue gauze skirt had a few butterflies embroidered on the hem. When she walked, the butterflies seemed like they would fly out. It was elegant and not plain, making Feng Qingchen look much brighter.
She put on a little powder and rouge to make herself look better, then picked out earrings and pendants and put them on. Although she was not used to it, Feng Qingchen still wore a pair of silver bracelets.
Feng Qingchen had no intention of competing with anyone in beauty, she just wanted to avoid being accused of being rude. After all, attending a banquet like this in plain clothes would not only make you look poor, but also stupid.
In modern times, she often sees Cinderella-like heroines in those crappy idol dramas, who always attend banquets in plain clothes without any jewelry, and then stun the whole audience.
Such a situation would never happen in reality.
As a young and promising female military doctor, Feng Qingchen had also attended several large banquets. In such banquets, if you were dressed in plain clothes without any jewelry, it would be useless even if you were a natural beauty, and the male protagonist would not notice you, because...
You can't get in at all.
Feng Qingchen patted his head, indicating that he should bring back his thoughts that had drifted away.
The jewelry, makeup, and hair accessories were all ready. Feng Qingchen took out another piece of violet gauze skirt and wrapped it up as a spare piece of clothing.
Ahem…bringing a spare set of clothes to a banquet is a universal practice in every era; being glamorous comes at a price.
It is rude to wear torn or dirty clothes at a banquet.
Everything was ready. When Feng Qingchen was about to go out, he saw the medicine box on the bedside table. After thinking about it, he turned back.
You should not have the intention to harm others, but you must be on guard against others.
Since Su Wenqing and Wang Qi both said that there would be danger at the Peach Blossom Festival, she should not be unprepared.
Feng Qingchen opened the medicine box, took out two small scalpels, wrapped them with white cloth, and tied them to his calf. After thinking for a while, he took out a tube of anesthetic from the smart medical bag, packed it, and put it in the small bag around his waist.
Feng Qingchen was about to close the smart medical kit when he suddenly found that the compass he took out last time was still in the medicine box. After thinking about it, Feng Qingchen put the compass back.
This thing is so practical, you can’t drop it. The smart medical bag is very safe to use to store things.
In the smart medical kit, medicines and instruments are classified into different categories, and the compass belongs to the auxiliary supplies area.
Feng Qingchen had never looked at this area carefully before. Today, she found that in addition to the compass, the auxiliary supplies area also contained daggers, ropes, tents and other items for survival in the wild. Most importantly, she actually saw a Glock 19 pistol.
"They actually come with guns. That's so humane. It's only right that we be equipped with guns on the battlefield. It would be so dangerous without guns." Feng Qingchen held the gun and kissed the handle excitedly.
"Glock 19 pistol, I love you so much. With you here, I can instantly transform from a rookie into a master." Feng Qingchen took out the pistol without saying a word.
I checked the magazine and found sixteen bullets, not a single one missing.
"With you here, my life will never be in danger unless the other party sends out the army." Feng Qingchen looked at the gun in his hand, took a deep breath, and put it into the pocket of his sleeve.
The Glock 19 pistol weighs only 225 grams. It is small and exquisite. It is not easy to notice when placed in the sleeve.
Even if someone sees us, so what? This is not China where carrying guns is prohibited. This is Dongling, an era of cold weapons.
What's more, her small pistol can't pose any threat to the country.
With the pistol in hand, Feng Qingchen was full of confidence, and put aside her previous uneasiness. While Zhou Xing looked worried, she calmly got into the carriage sent by Princess Anping.
As it happened, as soon as Feng Qingchen left, Su Wenqing and Wang Qi rushed to Feng Mansion one after another. As soon as they approached Feng Mansion, they started shouting.
"Zhou Xing, Zhou Xing, where is Feng Qingchen?"
"He was picked up by the palace guards to attend the Peach Blossom Festival." Zhou Xing ran out of the house.
"Oh no, we're too late." Su Wenqing and Wang Qi looked at each other, both of them were a little panicked.
"Something happened?" Zhou Xing was filled with uneasiness.
"We received news that someone doesn't want Feng Qingchen to come back alive."
Obviously, the news that Su Wenqing and Wang Qi received was sent by the prince.
"What should we do then?" Zhou Xing looked panicked, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.
They simply have no ability to compete with the royal family.
"Find a way to save them." Su Wenqing and Wang Qi said anxiously.
Su Wenqing quickly thought of all the available people in his mind.
"Now, there is only one person who can save Feng Qingchen."
"who?"
"Yuwen Yuanhua." Su Wenqing said to Wang Qi.
Now, the family that least wants Feng Qingchen to die is the Wang family, and if Yuwen Yuanhua wants to come forward, only the Wang family can do so.
As expected, Wang Qi was embarrassed when he heard this. He gritted his teeth and nodded, saying, "Let's go find Yuwen Yuanhua."