1749 Dilemma, Stuck When Meeting Feng Qingchen

"You don't understand." Feng Qingchen sighed. For her, this matter was definitely not as simple as killing someone.

"I really don't understand. It's killing anyway, so what does it matter how it is done?" As a killer, Zuo An could not understand why Feng Qingchen was uneasy about the way he killed people.

Walking out of the cell, the cold wind blew in his face. Feng Qingchen shivered and his mind became clearer. Feng Qingchen laughed at himself and said, "You are right. They are all murders. How they were killed is not important at all."

Her hands were already stained with blood, yet she still pretended to be innocent. She must be obsessed...

Although the left bank was opened and his heart knot was relieved a lot, Feng Qingchen still couldn't get out of the influence of using medical skills to harm others in an instant.

Lying in bed, Feng Qingchen couldn't fall asleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, she saw the professor's disappointed eyes and silent condemnation, torturing Feng Qingchen so much that she was almost going crazy.

Maybe in the eyes of others, this is a ridiculous insistence, but for Feng Qingchen, this is her bottom line in practicing medicine. But today she broke this bottom line. In the future...

If it happens once, it will happen twice. She couldn't deceive herself and say that this was the first and last time. If she encountered the same dilemma in the future, she would definitely do the same thing.

In the end, she failed to live up to the professor's expectations!

Alas... Feng Qingchen sighed and kept his eyes open until dawn.

At the same time, the Ninth Prince, who was far away at the border of Yecheng, was also unable to sleep. After discussing the battle plan with Yuwen Yuanhua and others, the Ninth Prince dismissed his attendants, walked out of the camp alone, and looked absent-mindedly in the direction of Dongling.

The Ninth Prince knew that Feng Qingchen would not suffer any loss because of Qin Baoer, nor would he take Qin Baoer seriously, but he still couldn't help but worry.

He knew very well that the longer something was kept secret, the more hurtful it would be when it was revealed.

The Ninth Prince thought more than once whether he should find an opportunity to explain the matter to Feng Qingchen. After all, it was not a solution to keep it secret. However...

Just now at the martial arts conference, he used Bu Fan as a shield to make the world, including Feng Qingchen, believe that Lan Jiuqing had nothing to do with the Ninth Uncle. Now he told everything to Feng Qingchen. Isn't everything he did before a joke?

Most importantly, can Feng Qingchen forgive him now? Can she understand him?

Knowing that he has a fiancée, will Feng Qingchen still stay with him?

The answer is no. Not to mention Feng Qingchen's pride, just Feng Qingchen's identity. Even if Feng Qingchen doesn't care that he has a fiancée, the Fengli people will not sit idly by and will never allow Feng Qingchen to continue to be entangled with him.

The Ninth Prince looked up at the sky, his expressionless face tinged with sadness, his mind was in a mess and he couldn't make any sense of anything.

Having concealed the truth to this extent, revealing it now would mean failure. But if they continue to conceal it, the conflict between the two will become deeper and deeper. If this continues, no matter how strong their love is, it will be consumed.

What should we do?

Someone's brain, which is good at calculation and calculation, always freezes when encountering this problem and he can't find a good solution.

The next day, Feng Qingchen went out with bloodshot eyes and dark circles under his eyes. On the way, he received many concerned looks from the servants. Even Xiao Fengjin stretched out his little fist and hit Feng Qingchen on the dark circles under his eyes.

"Aiya..." Feng Jin frowned and looked at Feng Qingchen seriously. He poked Feng Qingchen's eye bags with his chubby little hands and made a baiya sound non-stop.

Feng Qingchen didn't understand what Feng Jin said, she only knew that Feng Jin was very fond of him. Feng Qingchen couldn't help but laugh, and lifted Feng Jin up. The brother and sister put their foreheads together and said with a smile: "Oh my little baby, you also know how to feel sorry for your sister."

"Aiya..." Xiao Fengjin was unhappy. He poked Feng Qingchen's cheek twice with his chubby fingers: Don't treat me like a child.

"Why are you so cute?" Feng Qingchen couldn't help but bite Feng Jin's face, smearing saliva all over Feng Jin's face. Seeing Feng Jin turned away in disgust, he laughed even more: "I am mature beyond my years, how old are you? You have a stern face at such a young age, like a little old man, be careful that you won't be able to get a wife in the future."

As Feng Qingchen spoke, he pinched Feng Jin's face with his fingers, making Feng Jin's face red and her eyes wet, as if she was about to cry.

Chunhui and Qiuhua turned their heads away silently, pretending that they saw nothing.

As soon as Sun Sixing came in, he saw Feng Qingchen, the unscrupulous sister, bullying Feng Jin. Sun Sixing hurried forward and snatched Feng Jin from Feng Qingchen's hands: "Master, Feng Jin is still young, you can't bully him like this."

Xiao Fengjin put her arms around Sun Sixing's neck, buried her little face in the crook of his neck, and her little body twitched. Her aggrieved look made Sun Sixing feel heartbroken.

Sun Sixing patted Xiao Fengjin's back gently and comforted her with soft words.

Feng Qingchen looked up at the sky... She was sure that Xiao Fengjin was laughing and not feeling aggrieved.

As expected, there is always something that can defeat something else.

Feng Qingchen obediently accepted the scolding and did not dare to say anything back until Xiao Fengjin fell asleep contentedly in Sun Sixing's arms. Only then did Sun Sixing stop nagging him.

"Take Young Master Feng Jin away." Feng Qingchen winked at Chun Hui, who laughed muffledly and walked forward, taking Feng Jin from Sun Sixing's hands.

"Be careful, don't hurt Feng Jin." Sun Sixing did not forget to remind Chun Hui, and Chun Hui smiled and replied: "Master Sixing, don't worry, I won't hurt Master Feng Jin."

"Well, be gentle. Remember to ask the kitchen to keep Feng Jin's food warm. He will definitely be hungry when he wakes up." Sun Sixing gave some more details, and Chun Hui agreed one by one.

Sun Sixing really loves Feng Jin, it goes deep into his heart. Even when Feng Qingchen bullies Feng Jin, Sun Sixing will scold her ruthlessly, not to mention Zuo An's rough hands and feet, which always make Feng Jin cry.

When Feng Jin was not around, Sun Sixing noticed that Feng Qingchen was acting unusually, and asked with concern, "Master, what's wrong with you?" He looked so bad, did he go out to steal yesterday?

"I didn't sleep well." Feng Qingchen smiled bitterly, and the good mood that Feng Jin had just brought him disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Seeing that Feng Qingchen didn't want to talk more, Sun Sixing didn't want to ask any more questions. The master and disciple finished their breakfast in silence. Sun Sixing was about to talk to Feng Qingchen about Ling Mo's condition, but before he could open his mouth, he saw Qin Baoer walk in, with the maid behind her holding a small tray.

"Brother Sixing, you are here too." When Qin Baoer saw Sun Sixing, her eyes suddenly lit up. She quickly walked to Sun Sixing and said delicately, "Brother Sixing, you are so busy recently. Baoer hasn't seen you for many days, and you don't come to see Baoer."

If this was said by a little girl of five or six years old, we would just think that she was acting coquettishly and seeking attention from adults. But when it was said by a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old who still had a fiancé, it was really disgusting, and Feng Qingchen had the urge to rush forward and slap her twice.

Can’t this woman stay away from her apprentice? Why does it make sense for her to pester her apprentice like this?