The Emperor's Phoenix: The Abandoned Concubine

The sound made by the child was like a little animal that was injured and was looking for comfort from its mother. The snow wolf curiously echoed: "Awoo..."

Seeing that Feng Qingchen didn't scold it, the snow wolf stepped forward bravely, stood up and confronted the child. After looking at it, the snow wolf's head suddenly tilted, and the wolf's eyes flashed with confusion...

Why don't you laugh?

Why don't you speak?

It looks as cute as Xiao Fengjin, so why do you ignore it?

The snow wolf was extremely puzzled, and while Feng Qingchen wasn't looking at it, it quietly stretched out its claws and gently touched the child's face: It's soft, just like Feng Jin's, I like it!

Feng Qingchen had been paying attention to the snow wolf and the child. Seeing that the child was not afraid of the snow wolf's approach and touch, Feng Qingchen was very happy and encouraged the snow wolf to interact more with the child.

It would be best if we could help the child get out of the shadow.

The snow wolf was encouraged and happy. Seeing that the child did not respond, the snow wolf touched the child again, but the child still ignored it and stared at the snow wolf with a pair of empty eyes...

The snow wolf came closer and could clearly see its own shadow reflected in the child’s black pupils - snow-white, clean, and majestic.

The child's eyes were clear without a trace of impurities. The Snow Wolf liked him more and more as he looked at him. He stretched out his tongue and licked the child's hand gently. This lick scared the Snow Wolf: the little hand had no strength at all, as if Feng Jin was sick.

The Snow Wolf looked worried. He carefully stretched out his claws and gently lifted up the child's hands. Looking at the child's hands hanging weakly on both sides, the Snow Wolf cried out sadly, as if he felt sorry for the child...

The snow wolf rubbed its big head against the child gently, and then, as if licking the wound of its own child, the snow wolf gently licked the child's hand, clumsily comforting the child.

The child was neither uneasy nor afraid. He just stared blankly at the snow wolf, tears in his hollow eyes.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qingchen and Zuo An's eyes both turned red.

Compared with Feng Jin, this child has suffered much more. Feng Jin is happy!

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The people who were secretly making moves seemed to know very well where Feng Qingchen's bottom line was. After Feng Qingchen sent people to make arrangements, the treatment of the Eighteen Riders in the Jinyiwei prison was comparable to that of VIPs.

In prison, not only were they not tortured, the nine of them also occupied two clean cells alone, and had both meat and vegetarian meals.

"Xi Ling is so rich, yet the prisoners are treated so well." There was braised chicken at noon. The Eighteen Riders suspected that he was seeing things. You know, the silver that Xi Ling paid as compensation after the defeat was enough to make Xi Ling struggle on the poverty line for twenty years.

"Young man, that's really funny. You think everyone is the same as you. If the prisoners eat so well, the prison will be full." The young officer who delivered food to the 18 riders seemed to have a good temper. He generously explained to the 18 riders: "Young men, don't worry about living here. Your master has taken care of everything. As long as there is no order from above, you won't suffer here."

The young official had a good temper, and there was a reason for it. Xiling was poor, and the treasury could not take out money, so the salaries of these officials were often not paid. It was better under the emperor, at least they could get half of the salary, but that half of the salary was not enough to support a family in the imperial city.

Where is Feng Qingchen?

He was rich and powerful, and he gave this young officer the salary of the Fifth Master right away, and he had taken care of everyone from top to bottom. Under such circumstances, it was impossible for the Eighteen Riders to be treated badly.

No matter where you are, using silver to open the way is a good idea. After hearing this, the eighteen riders were both happy and sad.

"It's all our fault for being useless. We made the girl spend so much money." Eighteenth Rider held the bowl with tears in his eyes.

The young officer said it easily, but the Eighteen Riders were already in the system, so they knew very well that even if they had to pay money to pave the way, they still had to find someone to go the extra mile.

In Dongling, they are like dragons who can walk sideways, but this is Xiling. It is not easy to find people and manage relationships with superiors and subordinates within a day.

"Miss, she is a good master." The Eighteen Riders had long been devoted to Feng Qingchen, but this incident made them even more moved and heartwarmed.

A master who will not abandon them, a master who will plan for them, and a master who will not give up on them even in times of crisis is worthy of their lives.

The eighteen riders swore secretly in their hearts: From now on, the girl will be their only master, and the young marshal is just the former master. In the future, they will no longer have any more interactions with the young marshal.

Feng Qingchen didn't know that her action not only touched the Eighteen Riders, but also the people who worked for her, who felt proud and complacent: with such a master, they were not afraid at all of being abandoned if something went wrong.

As a result, everyone worked harder, and Chun Hui and Xia Wan worked the hardest. Even in the princess's mansion, Chun Hui and Xia Wan guarded the courtyard where Feng Jin lived tightly, and no news would be leaked.

Princess Xiling couldn't get any information here. Three days had passed, and she still didn't know that they had discovered that Feng Jin was poisoned. However, Princess Xiling knew everything about the child brought by Feng Qingchen.

"Can't find an opportunity? The person is right in the princess's mansion, and you can't find an opportunity. What's the point of me keeping you?" The young master of Prince Duan's mansion is right in her own mansion, but she can't find an opportunity to take action. Princess Xiling is so angry that she is almost dying.

"Your Highness, please calm down. Please forgive me. This matter... is not because I am incompetent, but I really can't find an opportunity. The young master has been sticking to Feng Qingchen, and Feng Qingchen holds the young master wherever she goes. Even if Feng Qingchen is not here, there is that wolf guarding her. I really can't find an opportunity to do it." The man knelt in front of the eldest princess all day and explained tremblingly.

"Can't find an opportunity? I have sent away all of Feng Qingchen's guards. Now she has no one to protect her. How can you say that you can't find an opportunity? If you can't even handle such a small matter, what's the point of keeping you here?" The eldest princess' words revealed her murderous intent.

The man was so frightened that he kowtowed quickly, his head almost buried in his crotch: "Your Highness, please spare my life, Your Highness, please spare my life. Although Feng Qingchen is alone, Master Zuo'an has been guarding the yard. I dare not take any risks."

"Useless thing, get out." Thinking of Zuo'an, the eldest princess felt an even greater headache.

The two sons she gave birth to in this life were definitely here to collect debts. Thinking that Feng Qingchen had been here for three days but she hadn't gotten any information, the princess became even more annoyed: "Someone, go get the ghost doctor."

The Ghost Doctor, who came from the Palace of Hundred Ghosts, had superb medical skills, which were no worse than those of the Master of the Xuanyi Valley. In some aspects, he was even three points better than the Master.

Nanling Jinfan's illness was cured by the ghost doctor. If he hadn't met the ghost doctor, Nanling Jinfan would still be paralyzed...