1379 Jiuqing, you are crazy
Feng Qingchen, I'm sorry. When you needed me the most, I was thousands of miles away. Even though I knew you needed me by your side at this time, I couldn't go back.
The Ninth Prince closed his eyes and secretly exerted force. The letter in his hand instantly shattered into pieces. As soon as he let go, the pieces were blown all over the ground. The pieces flew up into the wind and landed at the feet of the Ninth Prince.
Jiuhuangbu stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked into the room. When he came out, he was the man in black clothes and silver face, but the coldness around him was even stronger.
Lan Jiuqing jumped up and down a few times and disappeared into the night. He came to a small hill outside the town. Soon, Bu Jingyun also went up the mountain.
"Jiuqing, are you a human being? It's not kind of you to disturb people's good dreams so late. I finally got a good night's sleep, but you disturbed it. You'd better have something urgent, otherwise I will never forgive you." Bu Jingyun's tone was neither hurried nor slow. Qin Baoer's body recovered very well, which made Bu Jingyun in a good mood.
Lan Jiuqing had no time to joke with Bu Jingyun. He turned around and said indifferently, "Send your people here within two days."
"What? Jiuqing, are you kidding? Why do you want to mobilize so many people? In two days? My people can't arrive without ten days or half a month." Bu Jingyun was shocked and seriously suspected that he had heard it wrong. How could Jiuqing give such an unreasonable order.
"I'm not kidding. I'm going to take action against Xuanqing Pavilion within two days." He didn't want to wait any longer. He had waited too long. Until...
He was not there when Feng Qingchen got into trouble, and he has not returned yet when Prince Luo was captured.
"Jiuqing, please stop joking with me. Are you going to attack Xuanqing Pavilion? Are you possessed? This is the Xuan Sect. You spent so much effort to subdue it, and now you want to destroy it." Bu Jingyun opened his eyes wide. Seeing that Lan Jiuqing didn't move for a long time, he knew that he was serious, and immediately persuaded him seriously: "Jiuqing, what happened? Why are you destroying Xuanqing Pavilion? The Xuan Sect is not so easy to mess with. This kind of century-old sect is in decline, but it also has one or two life-saving trump cards. If we attack it, we will get ourselves into trouble if we are not careful."
"Don't take action against Xuanqing Pavilion for two days, and give me the map of Jiuzhou." Lan Jiuqing took a step back out of respect, but for Bu Jingyun, this was more difficult than destroying Xuanqing Pavilion.
"Jiuqing, are you possessed by evil spirits? Each request you make is more difficult than the last. If I could get the map of Jiuzhou, why would I come to you?" The old woman in Xuanqing Pavilion was very shrewd and had no idea where to start, otherwise they would not have wasted so much time here.
"You only have two days." Lan Jiuqing said coldly, making it clear that Bu Jingyun had to choose a path.
"Jiuqing, you can take action against Xuanqing Pavilion, but not within two days. You can't destroy Xuanqing Pavilion either. If Xuanqing Pavilion is destroyed, how will those people look at Baoer? In front of so many people, you sent Baoer to take over Xuanqing Pavilion, but you ended up destroying Xuanqing Pavilion. Won't that make those people look down on Baoer?" Qin Baoer has no foundation, no help, and is in poor health. Even the city lord and other people from the Lan faction look down on Baoer and don't regard her as their mistress. If something happens with Xuanqing Pavilion again, wouldn't that be trampling on Baoer's face?
Bu Jingyun disagreed.
"That has nothing to do with me. Jingyun, this is an order. Either destroy Xuanqing Pavilion or find the map of Jiuzhou for me within two days. I want to return to Beijing in three days." When he learned that Feng Qingchen was injured and his left hand was broken, he couldn't stay there for a moment.
Others may not know, but he knows that after this fall, Qingchen's hand will probably not be able to hold a knife again.
Feng Qingchen likes medicine so much, if she can't do this job in the future
He didn’t know how sad he would be, so he had to see it to feel at ease.
"Return to Beijing in three days? Is there something wrong with Baoer's health?" Bu Jingyun jumped suddenly and asked anxiously.
"No, something happened in the capital, and I must return to the capital immediately. Baoer doesn't have to go to the capital with me. You can send Baoer to Jiangnan." Baoer's illness has recovered, and some things can be discussed openly.
Bu Jingyun's expression suddenly changed: "Jiuqing, what do you mean? Could it be that Feng Qingchen is unwilling to treat Baoer?"
"No, Feng Qingchen's hand was broken." When Lan Jiuqing said this, he felt a sudden pain in his heart and a sweet and fishy taste in his throat, but he suppressed it.
"Broken your hand? How could it be such a coincidence? Did you write a letter to Feng Qingchen telling her about Bao'er?" It's no wonder Bu Jingyun was suspicious, it was really a coincidence.
Lan Jiuqing didn't say anything, but just looked at Bu Jingyun coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person. Bu Jingyun's hair tingled, and he took a step back unconsciously, and asked tremblingly: "Jiu, Jiuqing, what are you doing?"
"Kill you!" Lan Jiuqing flashed and before Bu Jingyun could react, he had already grabbed Bu Jingyun's neck, his deep eyes filled with murderous intent.
Bu Jingyun deserves to die for daring to doubt Feng Qingchen’s medical ethics.
Bu Jingyun felt a chill down his spine, and a flash of fear flashed across his eyes: "Jiuqing, you're crazy, do you know what you're doing?"
Bu Jingyun forgot to fight back, he was so frightened that he never thought that one day Lan Jiuqing would look at him with eyes as if he were looking at a dead person. It was so scary!
"I know exactly what I'm doing. Jingyun, you should be thankful that I'm not crazy, otherwise you would be a corpse now." Lan Jiuqing picked up Bu Jingyun until his eyes bulged and he kept sticking out his tongue, then he let go...
"Cough cough cough..." Bu Jingyun fell to the ground, touching his neck, gasping for breath. Overshadowed by Lan Jiuqing's figure, Bu Jingyun's legs went weak and he couldn't stand up at all.
There has never been a moment when he was so close to death as he was just now. Even though he and Lan Jiuqing knew each other through fighting, it was not as scary as just now.
"Jiuqing, what on earth happened?" After Bu Jingyun recovered, he did not get up. He could not get up.
Lan Jiuqing looked at Bu Jingyun coldly: "Qingchen has been kidnapped."
"What? Kidnapping? Who is so bold as to kidnap Feng Qingchen? Is Feng Qingchen okay? Don't worry, even if Feng Qingchen was kidnapped, the unlucky one is the kidnapper. Feng Qingchen is not someone who is easy to bully." Bu Jingyun knew the reason and felt very sad.
Sure enough, he forgot his brothers when he had a woman. Jiuqing actually killed him for a woman. It really hurt him. He didn't doubt anything, he just asked one more question.
Lan Jiuqing closed his eyes, hiding the cold light in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Feng Qingchen is fine, her hand is broken, and she can't touch the knife in the future."
"What?" Bu Jingyun shouted and jumped up: "You said, you said Feng Qingchen's arm was broken? Then, what about Bao'er? Bao'er is still waiting for her to save her? Why did she get hurt at this time when she could have been injured at any other time? Damn it... Jiuqing, what should we do now? What about Bao'er?"
"Jiuqing, who is it? Which bastard kidnapped Feng Qingchen at this time? Tell me, I will kill him right now. Damn it, why kidnap someone at any other time, but at this time. If anything happens to Baoer, I will kill his entire family."
Bu Jingyun was so anxious that he turned around and around, pulling his hair with both hands. He looked so worried and anxious, as if Qin Baoer was about to die...