125 Speechless

It is cool and smooth, yet not too soft and boneless. Holding it in your hand makes you reluctant to let go.

Feng Qingchen's hands are slender and white, but not too delicate. Feng Qingchen's hands are very strong, and her fingers are covered with calluses, which shows that these are a pair of working hands.

"Lan Jiuqing, let go."

Knowing who the visitor was, Feng Qingchen was no longer so nervous. He withdrew his hand, climbed up, and looked at Lan Jiuqing in the dark.

The fierceness in his eyes didn't seem like he had just woken up.

No woman would be happy if she woke up in the middle of the night and found a grown man sitting next to her.

Fortunately, Feng Qingchen is brave. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be scared to death.

Lan Jiuqing was like a ghost, silent and motionless.

"What happened to your hand?"

"I drew it myself." Feng Qingchen did not lie, but he did not intend to explain it clearly. He quietly moved back, intending to increase the distance between them.

In the dark, a man and a woman were alone, sitting on the same bed. She was afraid that something might happen to them.

Men are animals who think with their lower body. Although she doesn't want to get married, she also doesn't want to ruin her innocence.

Lan Jiuqing frowned unhappily, but Feng Qingchen didn't see it at all. Seeing that Lan Jiuqing didn't speak for a long time, Feng Qingchen asked, "Are you hurt?"

Feng Qingchen sniffed and found that she didn't smell any blood.

"No, could it be that I would only come to you if I was injured?" Lan Jiuqing was still struggling with the distance between them and the injury on Feng Qingchen's left hand.

But it was obvious that Feng Qingchen didn't want to say more, and it was useless for him to ask any more.

"You're not hurt, so why did you come to see me? It's the middle of the night, it would scare people to death." She is a doctor. Why would ordinary people go to see a doctor for no reason, especially so late at night.

Ahem…

Lan Jiuqing looked away uncomfortably.

He couldn't tell Feng Qingchen.

He couldn't sleep at night, and for some unknown reason he ran to Feng Mansion.

Not to mention Feng Qingchen, even he himself didn't believe this reason.

"I heard that you went to the palace today?" Lan Jiuqing brought up this matter quickly.

"Yes." Feng Qingchen nodded cautiously.

She felt that this Lan Jiuqing was very unusual. Before Lan Jiuqing could ask, she said, "Don't ask me what happened or what happened. I won't tell you, and I can't tell you. I don't want to lie to you."

Lan Jiuqing was blocked by Feng Qingchen and didn't know how to respond. His face darkened: "You just know that I came to ask you about what happened in the palace?"

Unfortunately, it was too dark and he was wearing a mask, so Feng Qingchen had no chance of seeing him.

"No, then what are you doing here?"

…

Lan Jiuqing rolled his eyes.

It’s okay, he can’t come?

Now that I'm here, I might as well do something to avoid making a wasted trip.

"Put your hands out." Lan Jiuqing was too lazy to say more to Feng Qingchen and pointed at Feng Qingchen's hands that were tucked into the quilt.

"what are you up to?"

You're not going to cut off her hand, are you?

"Don't worry, your hand won't be ruined." Lan Jiuqing's face turned even darker.

This woman really doesn't know how to appreciate a good person.

He stretched out his long arm and grabbed Feng Qingchen's hand without caring whether Feng Qingchen was willing or not.

"Ah..." Feng Qingchen also fell forward. If Lan Jiuqing hadn't supported him, he would have fallen off the bed.

"Shut up, you want to attract everyone here, you think your reputation is too good, right?"

As he spoke, he gently massaged Feng Qingchen's hands.

Feng Qingchen was about to say something when he felt a warm and tingling sensation coming from his fingers.

"You..." Feng Qingchen raised his head and looked at Lan Jiuqing in surprise.

This man came here late at night just to give her a hand massage.

She doesn’t believe...

"What do I mean? Use your other hand to get it."

Beneath the silver face, his starry eyes were smiling, but unfortunately the beauty was too nervous and didn't see it at all.

…

Lan Jiuqing came suddenly and left inexplicably.

The whole night, apart from massaging Feng Qingchen's hands, he didn't say anything else.

In such an atmosphere, Feng Qingchen certainly didn't dare to speak.

She was also afraid that rumors about Feng Qingchen and someone else's affair would spread in the capital.

Feng Qingchen always felt that something was weird between them, but she couldn't tell what was weird. Plus, her hands were held by someone, uh... well, the most important thing was that Lan Jiuqing's massage skills were really good, and her hands were really sore, and she was reluctant to pull them back.

It was not until dawn, when Lan Jiuqing let go of her hand and said he was leaving, that she realized what was strange.

They both shared a bed!

Not to mention ancient times, even in modern times, it is extremely disrespectful for a grown man who has no blood relationship with a girl to sit on her breasts for a whole night. In ancient times, it would be shocking.

Boom...

As soon as Lan Jiuqing left, Feng Qingchen hugged the quilt and rolled towards the bed.

Lan Jiuqing, you are going too far.

No matter how bad my reputation is, you can't do this. If this gets out, how can I face people?

Boom boom boom…

Feng Qingchen mistook the bed board for Lan Jiuqing and pounded it hard.

Ahhhh…

She has offended everyone. Everyone can't stand her being well-off and don't treat her as a woman.

Woo woo woo…

Feng Qingchen was so depressed that Zhou Xing came to knock on the door.

"Who is it?" I wasn't in a bad mood when I woke up today, but my temper was still quite bad.

Zhou Xing had long been accustomed to it and only murmured occasionally, saying that which man could stand Feng Qingchen being like this? He guessed that he would have to make do with him for the rest of his life.

"Sister, someone is looking for you."

"Here it comes." No matter how depressed you are, life must go on.

Feng Qingchen got out of bed, found a set of clothes to change into, and casually picked up a hairband to tie up her hair. After she was ready, she opened the door (5).

"Who is looking for me so early in the morning? Do you want me to live?" Feng Qingchen was extremely depressed.

Since the Peach Blossom Festival, she has been in trouble.

"Someone from the Xie family." Zhou Xing handed Feng Qingchen a post: "Mrs. Xie is holding a poetry gathering and invites you to attend?"

"Xie family? I won't go." Feng Qingchen didn't even look at it: "By the way, who is the person who sent the invitation from Xie family?"

She was very curious about who else in the Xie family was willing to go to the Feng Mansion.

"The third son of the Xie family."

"Only he will come." Feng Qingchen nodded.

Seeing Feng Qingchen's bad face, Zhou Xing was afraid that she would act impulsively, so he advised: "Sister, the Xie family has a noble concubine in the palace."

It means you can't afford to offend.

Feng Qingchen sighed. Zhou Xing was right, but she would not enter the Xie family.

"Tell Mr. Xie San that I fell into the water yesterday and I'm sick, so I can't go."

After saying that, he walked past Zhou Xing and went out.

With the capabilities of the Xie family, they will definitely know what happened yesterday.

"Is this okay?"

Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen really had no good impression of the Xie family, so she went straight to wash up and have breakfast.

Breakfast was red date porridge and a bowl of pig blood soup.

Feng Qingchen was speechless. This was a bit too much.

However, just drink it obediently these days.

To replenish blood, to replenish blood.

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