373 Night Visit, It's You ** Me

As soon as Sun Zhengdao and his wife came out, they turned around and closed the door, making it clear that they were not going to let anyone in.

"Miss Qingchen is fine, you can rest assured. For the sake of Miss Qingchen's health, please do not disturb her today. If you are really worried about her, please come back tomorrow. Miss Qingchen will wake up tomorrow."

After getting the Fengli clan's mark tattooed on her, in the eyes of Sun Zhengdao and his wife, Qingchen was qualified to have the surname Fengli instead of any other surname, so they would no longer call her Miss Feng in front of others. Of course, they did not dare to say the surname Fengli, so they had to change their words to Miss Qingchen.

Zhai Dong would not pay attention to these details at all. Even if Su Wenqing found out, he would not be too shocked. He already knew the identities of Feng Qingchen and Sun Zhengdao, and he did not feel it was inappropriate to address him as Sun Zhengdao.

But Wang Jinling was different. From the change in the way Sun Zhengdao and his wife addressed him, he clearly felt that Sun Zhengdao and his wife's attitude towards Feng Qingchen had also changed greatly. He didn't know whether this change was good or bad.

A trace of worry flashed across Wang Jinling's face. His fan-shaped eyelashes curled up slightly, his sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he looked at Sun Zhengdao and his wife with a scrutinizing and judging look in his eyes.

Wang Jinling did not hide his doubts. Although Sun Zhengdao was almost exhausted and dazed, he still noticed the questioning in Wang Jinling's eyes.

Sun Zhengdao met Wang Jinling's gaze with an open heart. He was very clear about Feng Qingchen's identity. He could hide it from others for a lifetime, but he could not hide it from Wang Jinling for a lifetime.

The Wang family has been passed down from the previous dynasty, and had good relations with the Lan family and the Fengli family in the previous dynasty. If anyone in the imperial city would doubt Feng Qingchen's background, Wang Jinling would be the first one.

Sun Zhengdao only hoped that Wang Jinling's suspicion could be delayed. Feng Qingchen now had no ability to protect herself. He could give Feng Qingchen nothing except a mark representing that she was Feng Li's legitimate daughter.

Not only that, if the mark of Feng Li's daughter was discovered by outsiders first, it would bring fatal danger to Feng Qingchen. Thinking of this, Sun Zhengdao became even calmer. Wang Jinling was meticulous, so he had to be frank and natural to dispel Wang Jinling's doubts.

The two men, one old and one young, stood in the courtyard and tested each other with their eyes. They soon attracted the attention of Zhai Dongming and Su Wenqing. Su Wenqing frowned and said nothing. Zhai Dongming, a rough man, didn't think too much and asked directly, "Jinling, what's wrong?"

Wang Jinling withdrew his gaze indifferently, as if nothing had happened: "It's okay, Dongming, let's go back first and come to the Sun Mansion tomorrow. Lord Sun, Jinling will take his leave."

"Goodbye, young master." He was gentle, polite, elegant and graceful, but Sun Zhengdao saw a flash of sharpness and warning in Wang Jinling's eyes.

Sun Zhengdao breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Jinling did not suspect anything. He was just worried about Miss Qingchen. That was good enough.

Coming in the morning light and leaving in the starlight, with the departure of Wang Jinling and his party, the Sun Mansion returned to its original tranquility. All the people in the open left, and Sun Sixing stepped forward to ask, "Dad, is my master really okay?"

Cough cough... Sun Zhengdao had been holding on since he came out of the room, and only after he sent Wang Jinling and his group away did this group show signs of fatigue.

"Dad, are you okay?" No matter how fair and innocent Sun Sixing was, he could see that Sun Zhengdao was tired. However, it was too dark, and Sun Zhengdao had been standing in the dark since he came out of the house. Sun Sixing could not see Sun Zhengdao's face, which had aged decades in an instant, nor could he see the tears and vicissitudes of life in Sun Zhengdao's eyes.

"Hehe, it's okay. I'm a little tired after standing for a whole day. Your mother and I will go downstairs to rest. You have to work harder tonight and take care of your master yourself. Call dad if you need anything." Sun Zhengdao's eyes were moist, full of attachment and reluctance.

The person he was most reluctant to part with was Sun Sixing, but he had no choice, as this was the Sun family's mission.

Sun Sixing vaguely realized that his parents' advice was wrong, but with his personality, he didn't think too much about it. He scratched the back of his head twice, but before he could figure it out, Sun Sixing withdrew his thoughts and obediently went in to take care of Feng Qingchen.

Madam Sun had already changed Feng Qingchen into clean clothes. The skin exposed outside was as smooth as before, with no signs of injury at all. Her face was also much rosier, and she looked like she was sleeping, not like an injured person at all.

Sun Sixing was very curious about what method his father used to remove the coldness from his masters so quickly. Judging from his master's appearance, his injuries seemed to have healed almost all.

Sun Sixing wanted to undress Feng Qingchen and check how her injuries had recovered, but he remembered that there was no clear distinction between men and women, and if he wasn't looking at the woman's body for the purpose of healing her wound, he shouldn't.

Besides, there are only him and the master in the room. If he moves around, it will ruin the master's reputation. Forget it, they will talk about it tomorrow.

Sun Sixing sat quietly aside, watching over Feng Qingchen, and decided to go ask his father tomorrow.

But Sun Sixing didn't know that. Tonight was his last chance to talk to his father. He would be extremely busy for a long time and had no chance to ask his father how he cured Feng Qingchen's cold.

When Sun Lu was free and wanted to ask for clarification, his father suddenly retired and took his mother away. He didn't even say goodbye to him, but only left a letter asking him to stay with Feng Qingchen and not betray Feng Qingchen or do anything to harm Feng Qingchen.

Afterwards, Sun Sixing regretted it very much, blaming himself for not noticing his parents' abnormality. If he had known that this day would come, he would have pestered his parents. Even if they didn't take him with them, he could have said a few more words to them. But there is no regret medicine in this world...

It was midnight and everything was quiet. Sun Sixing had not slept since midnight yesterday. After confirming again and again that Feng Qingchen had recovered well from his injuries, Sun Sixing finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep on the table.

After Lan Jiuqing made sure that Sun Sixing was asleep, he quietly sneaked into the room and directly pressed the sleeping acupoints on Sun Sixing.

The candlelight was bright in the room. Lan Jiuqing could clearly see Feng Qingchen's rosy cheeks. Hearing Feng Qingchen's steady breathing outside the room, he felt strange. Feng Qingchen didn't look like an injured person at all.

He knew better than anyone how serious Feng Qingchen's injuries were. An injury like that would take at least two or three months to heal.

Lan Jiuqing is not Sun Sixing, who would be concerned about the differences between men and women and Feng Qingchen's reputation. When he had doubts, he started to investigate.

Besides, he looked at Feng Qingchen's body, both where he should and shouldn't look at it; he touched where he should and shouldn't touch it. He unbuttoned Feng Qingchen's clothes and checked Feng Qingchen's injuries, and Lan Jiuqing didn't feel any pressure at all.

Feng Qingchen was originally his, so what did he think was wrong with Feng Qingchen's body?

Of course, he could, but other men couldn't. Lan Jiuqing didn't care whether Sun Sixing would suffocate to death or not. He put the blanket over Sun Sixing's body, wrapped him up tightly, and then threw him out the door...

Making sure that no one else would see him, Lan Jiuqing stripped Feng Qingchen's upper body clean.

The round breasts lost the restraint of the clothes, exposed in the air, slowly stood up, the red dots on the breasts exuded an attractive luster, Lan Jiuqing only felt his lower body tighten, without thinking, he lowered his head and took them in his mouth, biting gently...

The instinct of the body made Feng Qingchen tremble slightly, but she didn't expect that such trembling directly stimulated Lan Jiuqing, making him want more.

Lan Jiuqing has already decided in his heart that Feng Qingchen is his woman. There is nothing he cannot touch. There are no moral constraints. Lan Jiuqing became even more unbridled. He half-lay on Feng Qingchen and planted numerous kisses all over her body.

Lan Jiuqing was quite careful. He only dared to kiss her gently so as not to leave any marks on Feng Qingchen's body. He didn't want such noise to arouse his desire and he wanted to eat Feng Qingchen right now.

"Woman, you didn't do anything, but you were able to make me lose my composure. I don't know if my self-control is too poor, or your charm is too great." Lan Jiuqing was half annoyed and half secretly happy. Years of repressed life had made his heart calm. No matter how beautiful or attractive a woman was, she would not arouse the slightest reaction from him.

He thought he had no interest in women and couldn't get hard with women. Of course he didn't like men, but no woman could make him feel aroused.

He thought that his life would be peaceful and peaceful, and when he succeeded, he would have a child with the help of medicine, but he didn't expect that he would meet Feng Qingchen.

This woman doesn't have to do anything. Just lying here quietly can arouse him so much that he can't control himself. He doesn't know whether it is his luck or misfortune.

Lan Jiuqing was breathing heavily and lying on Feng Qingchen's neck, using this movement to calm the anger in his heart.

After the jade fire subsided, Lan Jiuqing left Feng Qingchen's body, turned Feng Qingchen over, and exposed her back.

Just as he imagined, it was as smooth as jade, with a healthy pink luster. Not only was there no sign of injury, it was even whiter and more delicate than before, and it must have felt much better than before.

The love jade had not yet dissipated. Seeing such a delicious Feng Qingchen, how could Lan Jiuqing let her go? He gently stroked Feng Qingchen's back with his fingers. His slightly calloused fingers left red marks on the smooth back, just like white jade stained with blood.

Lan Jiuqing frowned, obviously not happy with the red mark on Feng Qingchen's back, but he was reluctant to let go, so he could only reduce the strength and gently rub his fingertips on the back, leaving tiny marks.

"Feng Qingchen, you are finally a well-deserved member of the Fengli clan. I cannot let you go." As soon as Lan Jiuqing came in, he guessed what method Sun Zhengdao used to save Feng Qingchen.

Fengli and Lan's families both have their own marks, the only difference is that Lan's mark will only be tattooed on the future emperor, while Lan's mark is the scabbard, which matches the Fengli clan's sword exactly.

Rather than saying that the Fengli clan protects half of the country for the Lan clan, it is better to say that the Fengli clan and the Lan clan jointly rule the world...

Sorry, it's a little late.