170 Risking His Life for Him, What's So Good About Him
Even if they were treating the Ninth Prince, Sun Zhengdao and Feng Qingchen could not stay in the Heavenly Prison for long. After Feng Qingchen gave the Ninth Prince an injection, he gave the ointment and mint sachet to Dong Lingjiu.
"How did you bring it here?" Dong Lingjiu looked at the thing in his hand in surprise.
Imperial physicians are examined when entering and leaving the palace, and Feng Qingchen should have also undergone that examination. The emperor wishes he would die here, so how could he allow these things that could help him to come in?
"A real man has real man's methods, and a little girl has a little girl's alertness. The Ninth Prince is looking down on me." Feng Qingchen did not give a direct answer, and immediately changed the subject: "General Yuwen is very worried about the Ninth Prince. Right now, he is like a headless fly, not knowing what to do? What can he do?"
She was reminding the Ninth Uncle that if there was anything that needed Yu Wen Yuanhua to do, he should tell him right away, or if there was anything that Yu Wen Yuanhua was not allowed to touch, he should tell him as soon as possible, so as to avoid them causing more trouble than good.
The Ninth Prince touched the needle hole on his left wrist. Although he didn't know what Feng Qingchen had injected into him, he had to admit that Feng Qingchen was indeed capable.
Now, he felt much more comfortable, and the mint suppressed the strong fragrance. Although the allergic symptoms were not suppressed, they did not get worse.
Feng Qingchen is the daughter of a general. Although she acts a little recklessly, she is not a stupid person. Instead of taking risks, it is better to trust this woman once.
Dong Lingjiu closed his eyes and handed the thing he got from Su Wan last night to Feng Qingchen: "Take the medicine out the same way you brought it in. Give it to Yu Wenyuanhua. He knows how to do it. The most important thing is, don't watch."
The last three words were emphasized, implying a warning.
"I will definitely live up to the Ninth Uncle's promise." Feng Qingchen agreed, suppressing the hurt in his eyes.
He doesn't believe her!
The man still didn't believe her and excluded her.
Feng Qingchen bit her lip and suppressed the bitterness in her heart.
Forget it. I have already decided to stay away from this mysterious man. Why should I think about all this? I will help him this time, just as a way of repaying the palace for giving me the clothes.
Feng Qingchen took the things, turned and walked to the corner. Sun Zhengdao stepped forward and talked to Dong Lingjiu about his illness.
Feng Qingchen took advantage of the blind spot, turned his back to the Ninth Prince, rolled up his sleeves, and activated the smart medical kit. A beeping sound rang out, but the Ninth Prince and Sun Zhengdao acted as if they didn't hear it.
Feng Qingchen put the things in and touched the smart medical bag embedded in his arm, thinking that many things would be inconvenient without this thing.
After examining the patient, Sun Zhengdao and Feng Qingchen were about to leave. Before leaving, Feng Qingchen looked at Dong Lingjiu, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself.
Dong Lingjiu seemed to sense Dao Feng Qingchen's worry, and said with his thin lips: "This king will not die here."
Such a cold-hearted person noticed Feng Qingchen's worry and said such words.
After these words came out, not only Feng Qingchen, but Dong Lingjiu himself was also startled.
When did he start caring about others?
Before Dong Lingjiu could figure out what he was thinking, Feng Qingchen came back to his senses first and said, "May Uncle Ninth be well." Then he left with Sun Zhengdao.
As soon as they came out of the prison, the two were taken to a side hall by eunuchs and their belongings were checked before they could leave.
When she entered the palace, she was also briefly checked, but it was not strict. However, this time the inspection was quite strict. Feng Qingchen only stayed up until midnight and allowed the palace maids to check her.
Seeing the palace maid's cold and murderous look, he sneered in his heart. No one could find out what Feng Qingchen was going to take out.
Sure enough, nothing was found.
After the palace maid and the eunuch took a look at Feng Qingchen, they did not seem to want to make things difficult for her, and they left the palace smoothly.
In the imperial study, the emperor was reviewing memorials. A eunuch hurried in and stood beside the emperor. He took the memorial the emperor had reviewed and replaced it with a new one. He took the opportunity to say, "Your Majesty, no, Imperial Doctor Sun and Feng Qingchen did not bring anything out of the prison."
"Keep investigating. What exactly is that thing of the Su family?" Without even raising his head, the emperor wrote cinnabar on the memorial: "Send someone to keep an eye on Feng Qingchen and see who she meets after she leaves."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The eunuch left in a hurry again.
After the emperor finished reviewing the memorial in his hand, he put down his imperial pen, rubbed his eyebrows, leaned back, and looked exhausted.
"Ninth brother, I want to see how long you can endure."
After he finished speaking, his eyes sparkled, and he said to those outside the palace: "Announce, General Lin is here to see me."
General Lin, the commander of the Imperial Guards, is responsible for the security of the Imperial Palace and, of course, the security of the Heavenly Prison.
The emperor used thundering means to control Dong Lingjiu because he didn't want him to contact the outside world and be unable to make plans.
Letting Feng Qingchen in was to test Dong Lingjiu and find out what he had gotten from the Su family that was worth him taking at the risk of his life.
As a result, Feng Qingchen, the chess piece, was far less important than he had imagined.
In that case, then he would stay here tonight. Given Laojiu's allergy to strong fragrances, he would definitely find a way to get out. He wanted to see how Laojiu would get out.
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Feng Qingchen left the palace and went straight back to the Sun Mansion with Sun Zhengdao. As soon as they arrived at the gate of the Sun Mansion, they found that the Wang family's carriage was waiting there.
"Miss Feng, the eldest master invites you." The Wang family's coachman stepped forward as soon as he saw Feng Qingchen appear.
Feng Qingchen knew that Wang Jinling must have something important to tell her, so she apologized to Sun Zhengdao.
"Go, go. Tomorrow I will let my unfilial son go to Feng Mansion to become his disciple." A rare smile appeared on Sun Zhengdao's serious face.
Feng Qingchen knew that she couldn't turn Sun Sixing down. She also needed surgery anyway, so she nodded immediately, but also said, "By the way, find the bodies of two death row prisoners. I still need to test your master."
Feng Qingchen was testing Sun Zhengdao before taking revenge on him.
"What do you want a dead body for?" Sun Zhengdao glared at Feng Qingchen in reproach. This woman really didn't know what was good for her. She couldn't find a good disciple like his son even with a lantern.
"I have my own use for it. If Imperial Doctor Sun (5) is interested, we can go together tomorrow." Feng Qingchen pretended to be mysterious, with a mischievous smile in his eyes.
Perhaps because she knew that the Ninth Prince would be fine, she was in a very good mood. However, no matter how good her mood was, she could not change the decision to let Sun Sixing dissect the body.
On the first day, she had to show off her skills and shock Sun Sixing. Otherwise, if Sun Sixing didn't take her seriously, she would be in trouble. Sun Sixing was the capable assistant she planned to train.
After he finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Sun Zhengdao and turned to walk towards the Wang family's carriage.
Feng Qingchen thought that Wang Jinling was waiting for her at home or somewhere else, but she didn't expect...
"Young Master?"
He was handsome, elegant and gentle. After just one day of not seeing him, Feng Qingchen felt that Wang Jinling had become more calm and more gentlemanly.
Wang Jinling closed the book in his hand, looked up, smiled before speaking, motioned Feng Qingchen to sit down, poured a cup of tea for Feng Qingchen, and then said, "How are you, Ninth Uncle?"
Although he did not check, Wang Jinling understood that Feng Qingchen must have gone to work for Dong Lingjiu.
In Baicao Garden, he discovered that Feng Qingchen had special feelings for the Ninth Uncle. He felt a little bitter inside, but did not show it on his face.
He is not a good match for Feng Qingchen, but he hopes that Feng Qingchen can have a good home, and the Ninth Prince is not suitable for Qingchen...
I will update today no matter what. There are two more updates, which will be a little later.