1378 News, Jiujiu is very sad
After lying in the hospital for four days, Feng Qingchen's health seemed to be getting better, but the doctor told Feng Qingchen to rest well and not to worry or overwork, which would hurt his body.
This time Feng Qingchen was very cooperative. During the period of recuperation, he did not ask any questions and cooperated with the doctor's treatment every day. He ate and slept, but...
Her mood has always been very low-key. When no one is around, she often stares at her injured arm in a daze, occasionally revealing a hint of despair.
Feng Qingchen hid very well, even Chun Hui and the other three people who served her closely did not notice it, but her body could not deceive anyone. In just a few days, she lost a lot of weight.
The four beautiful maids were extremely anxious. They prepared different kinds of supplements for Feng Qingchen every day. Feng Qingchen ate them as instructed, but there was no effect at all.
It was seven days later that Wang Jinling found out about this.
In the past few days, Wang Jinling has been busy dealing with Prince Luo, trying to dethrone him, and also having to guard against the Emperor and the Xie family's moves. He is exhausted.
In addition, he had never thought about asking Feng Qingchen to be grateful to him, or taking advantage of the opportunity, so he did not come to see Feng Qingchen in the past few days, so as to avoid Feng Qingchen thanking him when she saw him.
He didn't need Feng Qingchen to thank him.
"Qingchen, what's wrong with you?" Wang Jinling looked reproachful and was not overly intimate.
"I'm fine." Feng Qingchen had a plaster cast on her left hand. Because Wang Jinling came to see her, she did not sit in the room but stood by the window. When she heard Wang Jinling's voice, she turned around and asked Wang Jinling to sit down.
"You look fine, don't you? Do you want me to ask someone to bring you a mirror? You look only slightly better than a paper man now." The clothes on Feng Qingchen were almost hanging on her body. Not to mention her former voluptuous and graceful figure, she looked thinner even compared with the women nowadays. Her face was so thin that it was only the size of a palm, which made her eyes look frighteningly big.
"I'm in good health." Feng Qingchen always had a peaceful smile on his face, without a trace of gloom. Even Wang Jinling could not tell that Feng Qingchen was depressed.
"By the way, thank you so much for this time. If it weren't for you, I don't know what would have happened." Although Feng Qingchen was trying to change the subject, he thanked her sincerely.
If Wang Jinling hadn't brought people to find her, she and her group would have fallen into the hands of King Luo. If they had fallen into the hands of King Luo, things would have been very troublesome. If King Luo came to power because of this, her fate would have been even worse.
It was indeed a thank you.
Although Wang Jinling was depressed, he was not too disappointed because he had expected it.
"It's just a piece of cake. Even if I didn't go, you could have escaped by yourself." Wang Jinling did not take credit for it. If Feng Qingchen had not jumped out of the car halfway and injured King Luo, things would never have gone so smoothly. It was Feng Qingchen herself who really saved her.
"Based on my situation at the time, I wouldn't have the ability to escape if I fell into King Luo's hands." Feng Qingchen laughed at herself and said nothing more. She just took note of it silently in her heart. If she had the chance in the future, she would definitely repay her double.
"By the way, how is Prince Luo now?" Feng Qingchen asked in a very general way. Wang Jinling didn't know what Feng Qingchen wanted to ask, so he told him everything.
"Prince Luo has suffered an injury to the back of his head, and he has not yet woken up. The imperial physician said that there is blood clot in the back of his brain, and he may not wake up unless the blood clot is removed." It was because of this that the power of Prince Luo's Mansion was divided so quickly.
"Really?" Feng Qingchen was not very happy when he heard this.
"Don't worry about Prince Luo. Even if he wakes up, he won't have a good ending. Prince Luo's crime now is for forcing the emperor to abdicate and treason." Although Wang Jinling also found out that there was something fishy about Si Cheng, he suspected that someone was secretly using Luo
King, but...
What does it matter? What he has to do now is to bring down King Luo. If he can pin the crime on King Luo, he will not be polite at all.
"Forcing the emperor to abdicate? It seems that Prince Luo is ruined, but the emperor just lets it go?" Feng Qingchen smiled lightly, the afterglow of his eyes slid across his left arm, and his heart ached.
“The emperor can’t intervene even if he wants to. When the wall falls, everyone pushes it. Prince Luo has offended many people. No matter whether Prince Luo can wake up or not, he will eventually escape the fate of being imprisoned.” Wang Jinling was a little disappointed that he could not execute Prince Luo.
There is no way. Prince Luo is not the queen. Prince Luo is the emperor's son, and the emperor is reluctant to kill his own son.
"Sometimes, living can be more painful than death. It's good for him to be alive, and I never thought of him dying." Feng Qingchen said lightly, with a moment of confusion in his eyes.
When she heard that King Luo had fallen, she was not as happy as she had imagined. So what if King Luo was ruined? Her hand would not be healed.
Her left hand was completely destroyed and her right hand was not as flexible as before. She could no longer hold a scalpel, which was a severe punishment for a surgeon.
At this time, let alone the fall of King Luo, even if Ye Ye and Nanling Jinfan died in front of her, she would not be happy.
"Qingchen, what's wrong with your hand?" Although Feng Qingchen's movements were secretive, people who were paying attention could still see them.
"Ah? It's okay, the bones are set." Feng Qingchen smiled again, but Wang Jinling felt that something was wrong. He always felt that Feng Qingchen lacked the vitality and positivity of the past, but no matter how Wang Jinling tried to probe, he could not find out any useful information.
In the end, Wang Jinling could only guess that Feng Qingchen was feeling disappointed because the Ninth Prince was not by her side at this time.
Although he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, Wang Jinling did not show it. When Feng Qingchen was unconscious, he could hide his emotions without any hesitation, but when Feng Qingchen was awake, he did not want to bring pressure to Feng Qingchen.
Before the relationship between Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince ends, he will stay by Feng Qingchen's side as a friend. His feelings... do not need to be given in by others, nor does he need to be together out of gratitude.
Wang Jinling has been busy with the aftermath and finishing up recently, and really can't spare much time to accompany Feng Qingchen. He can only instruct Tong Jue and Tong Yao to take good care of Feng Qingchen and send someone to tell him in time if there is any problem.
Looking at Wang Jinling's departing back, Tong Jue and Tong Yao looked at each other and drooped their shoulders weakly.
"Master, why don't you take advantage of such a good opportunity?"
"You've done so much for the young lady, why don't you tell her? And you won't let us tell her?"
"You were the one who stayed with the young lady when she was in the most dangerous situation. Why didn't you continue to stay with her after she was out of danger?"
Tong Jue and Tong Yao had a million questions to ask Wang Jinling, but they couldn't ask any of them because they knew...
This is the eldest son. How could he, such a proud man, use the grace of saving his life to ask for emotional rewards?
While Feng Qingchen was grieving for his left hand and Wang Jinling was busy dealing with Prince Luo, the Ninth Prince was also busy trying to seize the map of Jiuzhou from the master of Xuanqing Pavilion.
After staying in Xuanqing Pavilion for more than ten days, he had not yet found out the detailed whereabouts of the Jiuzhou map, but he received a letter from Su Wenqing. After reading the contents of Su Wenqing's letter, the Ninth Prince froze in place, crumpled the letter in his hand, groaned, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth...
Qingchen, I'm sorry!