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Feng Qingchen knew that Si Cheng would come to see her, but she didn't expect Si Cheng to be so fast and impatient.

That night, Feng Qingchen pushed the door open and found that there was a second person in the room, but her secret guards did not react at all.

Something happened!

Feng Qingchen's face changed, and she was about to leave immediately. However, the people in the room seemed to have noticed it and spoke at the right time: "Miss Feng, your secret guards are sleeping now. There is no point in looking for them."

This voice, this tone, is so annoying.

"Who are you?" Seeing that the other party had no intention of attacking, Feng Qingchen quickly calmed his mind.

Unstable is not good either. She has no guards around her, and her gun... well, it's a sad thing to mention it. For the sake of AK47, she decided to practice medicine in the place recommended by Yun Xiao after returning from Beiling, and try to earn more medical credits.

"We met during the day." The visitor said lightly.

Feng Qingchen calmed down and found that there seemed to be a very faint smell of blood in the room. He immediately understood who the person was. Feng Qingchen laughed, walked forward instead of retreating, and closed the door casually: "It turned out to be Young Marshal Si, I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person."

The visitor neither admitted nor denied it, but Feng Qingchen didn't care. He walked in calmly and turned on the lights in the house. The man sitting steadily on the chair was none other than the Young Marshal Si who had stolen the show at the city gate during the day.

The room was brightly lit. Si Cheng looked up at Feng Qingchen. His cold face showed no expression. He said stiffly, "Miss Feng, you are too polite. I am here abruptly. I hope you don't mind."

Knocking out someone's secret guard is indeed not a gentleman's behavior, but... he dared to point arrows at the Ninth Prince, so how could he not dare to offend Feng Qingchen.

"You're here now, so what if I mind?" There was no sincerity at all. This Si Cheng was really arrogant.

"If Miss Feng minds, I will come to your house to apologize someday."

"Visit my house? Not everyone can visit me. If Young Marshal Si could visit my Feng Mansion openly, why would he come to visit me in the middle of the night?" After all the talk, Feng Qingchen was still unhappy with Si Cheng's behavior.

Come if you want. Why hurt her secret guards? Do you want to prove that you are powerful?

"It happened suddenly and I had no choice. Please forgive me, young lady." There was a hint of impatience in Si Cheng's eyes. Although he concealed it well, Feng Qingchen still saw it.

Feng Qingchen raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically: "What? The emperor just punished Young Marshal Si today, and now he is in a hurry to send Young Marshal Si to fight?" Apart from this reason, what other reason could there be for Si Cheng to come to her tonight.

After all, Si Cheng came to her for medical treatment because he had something to ask of her. If he appeared too anxious, it would be presumptuous.

"You are very smart." Si Cheng looked at Feng Qingchen with a little more appreciation. Feng Qingchen was able to figure out his schedule from such a small detail. His reaction was very fast.

Feng Qingchen smiled and glanced at Si Cheng: "Young Marshal Si's injuries seem to be very serious. Are you not afraid of further injuries if you march in such a hurry?"

The emperor was really harsh in his actions, as he was able to make such a strong man show an awkward posture.

"This is the emperor's punishment to me. If it's not serious, how can it reflect the emperor's wrath?" Si Cheng intentionally revealed something. He thought Feng Qingchen would ask about it, but Feng Qingchen said nothing. He just stood up and took out two bottles of medicine from the medicine box beside him.

"If the wound is inflamed, take the medicine in the blue bottle, three times a day, four pills each time. If you have a fever, take the medicine in the red bottle, twice a day, two pills each time." Following the trend, Feng Qingchen had a batch of medicine bottles delivered, and some medicines were packaged in bottles.

Si Cheng looked at the medicine on the table and smiled...

"Don't you want to know why I was punished by the emperor?"

Feng Qingchen shook his head without even thinking: "No, Marshal Si's affairs have nothing to do with me."

Nonsense, the Ninth Emperor's uncle had written to her, which meant that Si Cheng had met the Ninth Emperor's uncle. Si Cheng led a large army but met the Ninth Emperor's uncle, which meant that Si Cheng had received the emperor's order to attack the Ninth Emperor's uncle, but...

Mission failed!

"You are as insidious as the Ninth Uncle." Si Cheng took the medicine and said hatefully.

"Thank you for the compliment, Marshal Si." Feng Qingchen responded with a smile, and threw another glass bottle to Si Cheng, saying maliciously: "Marshal Si must have come for that matter, I won't waste your time, Marshal Si, remember to put the things in the bottle, and send someone to deliver it tomorrow. By the way... remember to use ice, otherwise it will easily stink in this weather."

After all, it was their first meeting, so Feng Qingchen didn't casually say the word "semen". But even so, Si Cheng's face turned red instantly, and his eyes were fixed on the glass bottle, not knowing whether to take it or not.

It was extremely embarrassing to discuss this kind of thing with a woman, but he could only discuss it with this woman.

Feng Qingchen would not sympathize with Si Cheng and drove him away without giving him face: "Young Marshal Si, it's getting late. I need to rest. I won't see you off."

"Excuse me." Si Cheng gritted his teeth, reached out to take the bottle, and left quickly. His speed was as fast as the arrow he shot today. It looked like he was fleeing in a hurry.

As soon as Si Cheng left, Feng Qingchen went out and called all the guards outside the door, asking them to find the secret guard who was knocked unconscious by Si Cheng.

Si Cheng's attack was measured, and the secret guard's injury was not serious, but he might not be able to continue to protect her tonight. Feng Qingchen asked the guards to increase patrols and temporarily take over the secret guard's job.

After rearranging everything, an hour later, Feng Qingchen was about to go to bed when the housekeeper came to report: "Miss, Commander Lu is looking for you."

"Commander-in-Chief Lu? Which Commander-in-Chief Lu?" Feng Qingchen had a bad feeling. If that was true, she really wanted to cry.

Every time she dealt with that department, she would suffer a little loss, and every time she had to rely on the Ninth Uncle to barely gain the upper hand. Now that the Ninth Uncle was not in the imperial city, the other party came to her door. Should she confront the other party forcefully, or just shout?

The housekeeper's mouth twitched slightly, shattering Feng Qingchen's hope: "Miss, in the imperial city, only the head of the Blood Robe Guard is called a commander, and there is only one chief commander, and that is Lord Lu Shaolin."

This person should be familiar to their family.

"You're welcome." Although Feng Qingchen didn't want to see him, the other person came to her door, and came so openly, how could she refuse?

Fortunately, she and Lu Shaolin have some friendship. If something really happens, Lu Shaolin should not make things difficult for her.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen calmed down again. Before Lu Shaolin arrived, he quickly went over what had happened recently in his mind and confirmed again and again that he had not broken any law. The only thing that made the emperor unhappy was probably the failure of Si Cheng's ambush to kill the Ninth Prince.

But, the emperor shouldn't blame her for this, right?

After sorting things out, Feng Qingchen calmed down a lot and sat in the flower hall waiting for Lu Shaolin to appear. When Feng Qingchen saw the person who appeared with Lu Shaolin, Feng Qingchen almost fell off the chair.

Feng Qingchen thought of thousands of possibilities, but she never expected that Lu Shaolin was actually...