096 Common Sense

Sitting in the Blood-Clothed Guards' carriage, no one dared to check when entering or leaving the city, and we had a smooth journey.

Therefore, no one knew about Feng Qingchen's entry and exit of the city.

After Feng Qingchen buried Xiaozhi, it was already evening when he returned to the city.

After the coachman sent Feng Qingchen to the gate of Feng Mansion, he left.

I don’t know if it’s because Feng Qingchen joined the Blood-Clothed Guards, but the street that used to have people passing by from time to time was now empty, as if it had been abandoned.

The old house exuded a decadent atmosphere, without any life at all, as if telling the world that the owner of the Feng Mansion was gone, and the Feng Mansion had fallen into decline from then on...

Feng Qingchen stood at the gate of Feng Mansion, looking up at the plaque with the words "Feng Mansion" inscribed on it. He felt sad and couldn't take his eyes off it for a long time.

No matter how shabby or depressed it is, this is her home. Here she finds a sense of belonging, which makes her know that she belongs to this world and that she is still alive.

Stepping into the Feng Mansion again, Feng Qingchen had a feeling of being reborn as a human being again. With relief and gratitude, Feng Qingchen walked towards the Feng Mansion step by step.

The door creaked open. The door of Feng Mansion had not been repaired since it was violently kicked open by Yuwen Yuanhua, but...

Even so, no one would come to Feng Mansion.

Walking in the silent Feng Mansion, the long-lost feeling of loneliness came over me again.

Before, there was a person named Zhou Xing in the Feng Mansion, but now she is the only one left. Everything has to start all over again, and all her previous efforts have been in vain.

With a light chuckle, Feng Qingchen put away the loneliness in his heart and silently cheered himself up.

"Everything will be fine."

"Feng Qingchen, after today there will be another new day."

Looking at the dusty tables and chairs, Feng Qingchen fetched some water and wiped them, then boiled some water for a bath and a change of clothes, and of course, he did not forget to treat the wound on his back.

After doing all this, Feng Qingchen realized that he was starving. He hadn't eaten anything all day, but...

There was nothing to eat at home.

It was already dark. Although she didn't want to go out, she couldn't bear the hunger in her stomach, so Feng Qingchen found the change she had hidden in the cabinet.

One tael of silver was all her fortune. She gave Wang seven or nine hundred taels of the one thousand taels of gold that Su Wenqing had given her, and gave the rest to Zhou Xing.

So poor!

Feng Qingchen curled her lips and locked her door. Before leaving, she thought of Wang Jiajian's operating room. Taking advantage of the little light left, Feng Qingchen took two more steps.

There were two small rooms, separated by a screen, sixteen palace lanterns, the glazed windows she wanted, and a movable operating bed and table.

Everything was done as she wanted.

Feng Qingchen nodded with satisfaction.

Tomorrow, she will go to check on Wang Jinling and see if it is possible to have the transplant surgery as soon as possible.

She hopes that Wang Jinling can see soon and see this beautiful world on behalf of Xiaozhi.

Feng Qingchen closed the door of the operating room, turned around and walked towards the front door. As soon as he reached the lobby, he heard the door creaking open.

Who is it at this time?

Feng Qingchen turned around and hid behind the door.

"I feel that this matter is by no means as simple as it seems. You said it would happen earlier or later, but why did it explode in an instant this afternoon?" This is Su Wenqing's voice.

"It's indeed weird. Just as someone saw the Ninth Prince and Princess Anping coming out of the Blood Robe Guard, rumors started spreading." Yuwen Yuanhua glanced at Su Wenqing beside him.

"Why are you looking at me? I don't know. I don't know the news in the officialdom as well as General Yuwen." Su Wenqing said unhappily as he walked in.

"What did the Ninth Prince and Princess Anping do when they went to the Blood-Clothed Guard? It seems that the rumors started to spread half an hour after they left the Blood-Clothed Guard." In just five days, Zhou Xing had lost a lot of weight, and the little bit of fat he had gained with great difficulty was lost.

Knowing who the visitor was, Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little warm in his heart.

She thought that all these people had left, but she didn't expect...

At this time, these people have not abandoned her, which is considered to be fair to her.

"What's the point of saying this now? The Wang family is doomed this time. No matter what the Ninth Prince and Princess Anping did in the Blood Robe Guard, it was meaningless. Don't forget that Feng Qingchen stayed in the Blood Robe Guard for five days. Even if she was alive, she would be useless. Even if she wasn't useless, it would be useless. Wang Jinling's eyes cannot be cured at all.

The reputation of the Wang family and Feng Qingchen for defrauding people under the guise of medical skills has spread, and everyone in the entire imperial city knows about it. Even if Feng Qingchen comes out alive, there is no place for her in this imperial city." Yuwen Yuanhua sighed.

The Wang family has gotten into trouble, but the matter is getting bigger and bigger and they can't suppress it at all.

"I really have to thank Wang Jinling for this matter. He still stood up and spoke for Feng Qingchen at this time. You should know that the Wang family was preparing to push all the blame on Feng Qingchen, and even threatened to sue Feng Qingchen." Su Wenqing's eyes were as black as a panda's. It can be seen that he had not slept well.

Zhou Xing sighed: "What's the point of saying all this now? We can't get any information from the Blood Robe Guards, and we don't know what happened to Feng Qingchen in the Blood Robe Guards."

The three of them walked towards the hall as they talked. It was indeed pitch dark all the way, but the three of them seemed to be familiar with the route, as if they had walked there many times.

"I'm here." Feng Qingchen walked out from behind the door quietly.

"Who?"

Su Wenqing and Zhou Xing's first reaction was to scream, while Yuwen Yuanhua drew his sword. When they saw the person in front of them clearly, they immediately jumped up with joy.

"Feng Qingchen? It's you, really you?" Su Wenqing rushed forward, grabbed Feng Qingchen's hand, with a look of ecstasy on his face.

"Great, great, you're fine, you got out of the Blood Robe Guard, you actually got out of the Blood Robe Guard alive, by the way, you're not a ghost, are you?"

"My hands are still warm, how could it be a ghost?" Feng Qingchen smiled with tears in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, your hands are warm. It's good to be alive. It's good to be alive." Su Wenqing's eyes were red.

Yuwen Yuanhua wanted to put the knife back, so he was a step slower, but the ecstasy on his face could not deceive anyone: "Feng Qingchen, you are amazing. You can come out alive after entering the Blood Robe Guard. It's really amazing."

Zhou Xing was the slowest to react, but when he came to his senses, he pushed Su Wenqing away and hugged Feng Qingchen:

"Sister, you're out. You made it out alive, right? That's great, that's great. You're okay. You're really okay. Am I dreaming?"

Su Wenqing was pushed away and looked depressed, but when he heard the word "sister" from Zhou Xing's mouth, he held back his anger.

"It's okay. I made it out alive. I'm sorry for making you worry these days." Feng Qingchen patted Zhou Xing on the back. After Zhou Xing calmed down, he said hello to Yuwen Yuanhua and Su Wenqing, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble these days."

From their conversation, Feng Qingchen understood that they were not the ones who went to ask the Ninth Prince for help, and they didn't even know that they had come out of the Blood-Clothed Guards.

Who could that be?

Or maybe the Ninth Prince wants to save her himself?

Feng Qingchen shook his head and ruled out this possibility.

If the Ninth Prince wanted to save her, he would not have waited five days to take action.

Staying in the Blood-Clothed Guard for five days was like staying in hell for five days. If she hadn't found a breakthrough in Lu Shaolin, Feng Qingchen would have been a useless person. What was the point of rescuing her at that time?

Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen felt scared.

Fortunately, fortunately I know medical skills, otherwise my life would be over.

"What are you talking about? We couldn't help at all." Having said that, Yuwen Yuanhua felt quite guilty.

After all, among the people Feng Qingchen knew, he was the only one who was an official in the court, and a high-ranking official at that, but he did not do anything to help Feng Qingchen.

"I know you have done a lot for me. I won't say much about my gratitude. Feng Qingchen is not a heartless person." Feng Qingchen was very clear about the fact that he could not help, which did not mean that he did not help.

She joined the Blood Robe Guards, and Su Wenqing and Yuwen Yuanhua did not distance themselves from her, which was a great help to her. And Wang Jinling...

They had only met once, but at this moment, he was still on her side. It would be a lie to say that she was not touched. Although Feng Qingchen had no power or influence now, she had a group of friends who treated her sincerely.

"Alright, alright, stop standing and talking. Sister, you just came out of the Blood Robe Guards. Sit down quickly. We have something to talk about slowly."

After Zhou Xing felt happy, he began to fulfill his responsibilities as a host, lighting lamps, pouring water, and greeting everyone.

The lights were dim before and I couldn't see the appearance of the four people. Now that the lights are on, I can see that the differences between them are very huge.

Yuwen Yuanhua, Su Wenqing and Zhou Xing were wearing clothes that were wrinkled like pickles, and their faces were covered in dust and had dark circles under their eyes, as if they had just been released from prison.

And what about Feng Qingchen? Her face was ruddy, her expression was refreshing, and she was full of energy. How could she look like someone who had been abused?

"Feng Qingchen, are you sure you really came from the Blood-Clothed Guards? How come you are intact?" Yuwen Yuanhua couldn't believe what he saw.

When did the Blood-Clothed Guards become a charity? Feng Qingchen’s incident caused such a big fuss, but she is still intact.

He had seen Feng Qingchen standing there before, and he wanted to ask what kind of torture Feng Qingchen had suffered in the Blood Robe Guard prison that he still had the strength to stand. However, because everyone was talking to him one after another, he couldn't ask.

Now seeing the glamorous Feng Qingchen, they were so shocked.

He was able to escape punishment in the Blood-Cloaked Guards prison.

It’s amazing!

"You, you weren't tortured in the Blood-Cloth Guard prison?" Su Wenqing and Zhou Xing also reacted, their mouths wide open.

Feng Qingchen nodded.

"How is that possible? I don't believe it. Feng Qingchen, are you lying to us? Or maybe you are not Feng Qingchen? Tell me, who are you pretending to be?"

Throughout the history of the Dongling Dynasty, no one had ever been admitted to the Blood-Clothed Guards and escaped punishment. Even the princes and grandchildren of the emperor would have been whipped if they were admitted to the Blood-Clothed Guards.

Could it be that Feng Qingchen has rewritten the history of Dongling?

Isn’t this too powerful?

Could it be that the things that happened to Feng Qingchen cannot be inferred using common sense?