631 Feng Qingchen doesn't cry, God cries for her

What kind of freak is Feng Qingchen? His recovery ability is too strong.

Facing Feng Qingchen like this, Cui Haoting and Yuan Xi didn't know what to say. They prepared a lot of words to comfort Feng Qingchen, but in the end...

They found that they had thought too much. Feng Qingchen didn't need their comfort at all. Feng Qingchen drove everyone away, cried loudly, and then she sorted out her feelings and started again...

It was not until Cui Haoting sent Feng Qingchen out that Mr. Yuan Xi reacted and pointed at Su Bai's figure: "Is Feng Qingchen really okay? Can she treat you normally tomorrow?"

"From the looks of her, she should be fine. Feng Qingchen is a smart person. She won't do anything rash. Otherwise, she wouldn't have let Ye Ye go yesterday." Cui Haoting thought he knew Feng Qingchen quite well, and Feng Qingchen would not joke about his or her life.

However, Feng Qingchen was stronger than he had imagined. He thought it would take at least a few days for Feng Qingchen to recover, but he didn't expect that Feng Qingchen recovered in just one night.

This woman is really scary. Ye Ye’s stupidity has brought a big trouble to Yecheng.

"You recovered so quickly?" Mr. Yuan Xi's hands were shaking. If outsiders saw this, they would be surprised. How could he be the world-famous zither master? He was clearly a patient with half a stroke.

"Feng Qingchen is really not a human being. If I hadn't been there yesterday, I would have doubted whether what happened yesterday was true."

Feng Qingchen's sadness and anger could not be faked, but neither could her calmness today. Yuan Xi asked himself if it was wrong for him to exile himself for more than ten years because of that man's death. It seemed that he was not even as good as a little girl.

Feng Qingchen, a little girl who had just come of age, could get out of her sadness, so why couldn't he?

“How could the daughter of General Feng be a weak person? Don’t forget, it only took General Feng five years to rise from a small soldier to a general. How could Feng Qingchen, who has the blood of General Feng, bow to fate so easily?” Only those who do not bow to fate, but become more courageous with each setback, can go further.

There is no doubt that Feng Qingchen is such a person. Perhaps the Cui family should pay attention to Feng Qingchen and no longer regard her as a woman who only knows medical skills. He is sure that as long as Feng Qingchen does not die, he will be able to make a big splash in the Jiuzhou continent one day.

Mr. Yuan Xi just nodded at this time. Cui Haoting saw that Mr. Yuan Xi was still in a daze and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He was going to have surgery tomorrow, so he needed to adjust his mood.

If he said he wasn't nervous, he would be lying. But no matter how nervous he was, he had to face it. Tomorrow, he would be looking forward to it. Looking forward to Feng Qingchen's performance, looking forward to Feng Qingchen's hands rewriting his destiny.

After a long while, Mr. Yuan Xi finally came back to his senses. He silently retracted his divine line and murmured, "A girl like this is really suitable to be the wife of the Cui family. She will definitely survive in the Cui family. Unfortunately... I messed it up. She even rejected the Yun family's proposal, so how could she step into the Cui family, which is like a dragon's den and a tiger's lair."

Alas, what a pity!

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Feng Qingchen and Cui Haoting agreed on the surgery for tomorrow, so she asked Tong Jue and Tong Yao to prepare gifts. She was going to the homes of the adults who had come yesterday to apologize.

She must visit the Prince's Mansion, Prince Su's Mansion, and Duke Ningguo's Mansion. As for the others, it depends on time. She can visit as many as she can today.

She, Feng Qingchen, wanted to tell Ye Ye, and tell those people who were waiting to see the show behind the scenes, that she, Feng Qingchen, was not a paper doll, and it would not be easy to defeat her.

"Miss, how is your health?" The gifts had been prepared long ago, but they were really worried that Feng Qingchen would not be able to bear it. After all, she had suffered a great crime yesterday.

"I'm in good health. Just go and get ready." Feng Qingchen didn't know why. She had been blown by the cold wind for an entire afternoon and fainted from excessive sadness. Logically, she should have been too sick to get up, but when she woke up, she didn't feel any discomfort at all.

"Yes." Tong Jue didn't dare to say more. He immediately asked someone to prepare a carriage and load the gifts for each mansion into the carriage.

Feng Qingchen had indeed recovered, but if you looked closely you would find that she was stronger and more majestic than before, and her dark eyes were intimidating.

Perhaps because they knew their master was in a bad mood, the servants in Feng Mansion were very efficient and everything was ready in less than two quarters of an hour.

"Tong Jue and Tong Yao, you stay here. Chun Hui and Qiu Hua, you two come with me." Since Feng Qingchen is not here, Tong Jue and Tong Yao can be considered half-owners of the Feng Mansion.

The master and his two servants were all dressed in white and walked out of the mansion. Just as they reached the door, they found that heavy snow suddenly fell from the sky.

"Hey, why is it snowing in such a nice day? Miss, please wait a moment, I'll go get you an umbrella." The snow fell on my body and it was cold.

Feng Qingchen nodded. The clothes she wore today were not snowproof and she didn't want to catch a cold. Moreover, it would be extremely rude to come to the door covered in snow.

Umbrellas came, Chun Hui and Qiu Hua held the umbrella for Feng Qingchen on the left and right to prevent the snowflakes from falling on her. The three masters and servants got on the carriage, and the carriage headed towards the Prince's Mansion.

When the prince heard from his servants that Feng Qingchen had come to apologize in person, he was so shocked that he smashed the cup in his hand: "Feng Qingchen can go out so soon?"

This Feng Qingchen is a cockroach, and it’s only been a day.

Fortunately, fortunately he did not leak the news to the Ninth Prince, otherwise the Ninth Prince would definitely say that he was making a fuss out of nothing. The prince quickly asked someone to invite Feng Qingchen in.

Like Cui Haoting, the prince was also surprised by Feng Qingchen's usual appearance. He secretly admired that General Feng's daughter was indeed extraordinary. The prince wanted to keep Feng Qingchen for dinner, but when he heard Feng Qingchen say that she had to go to Prince Su's Mansion, he did not force her.

Feng Qingchen walked from house to house, completely ignoring the shock and confusion in the other party's eyes. Most of the people who went to the Feng Mansion were from families that were friendly with the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling. Although these people wanted to show their sympathy, seeing that Feng Qingchen did not accept it at all, they were obedient and did not mention what happened yesterday.

Of course, there were also people who tried to rub salt into Feng Qingchen's wounds. However, whenever the other party talked about Feng's father and Feng's mother, Feng Qingchen would smile and change the subject. If that didn't work, she would just let the other party talk, neither responding nor refutating, with a blank look in her eyes, clearly showing that she was not listening.

There were fewer and fewer gifts on the carriage, but there was no sign of it getting dark. It was not because it was still early, but because the snow was too heavy. In just one day, the snow covered the entire imperial city, making the night as bright as day and extremely blinding.

Feng Qingchen walked out of the house of a wealthy man named Qian, and her tense body finally relaxed at this moment.

The journey was finally over. As soon as Feng Qingchen got on the carriage, she signaled the coachman to go back quickly. She half leaned on the carriage and rubbed her eyebrows. Feng Qingchen was too tired to talk.

Going door to door is hard work.

Chun Huiqiu Hua were smart and knew Feng Qingchen was tired, so they started to massage Feng Qingchen. However, Feng Qingchen's muscles were too stiff. The two girls massaged for a long time but Feng Qingchen didn't relax. Her ten fingers were almost so sore that she had no strength left, but she didn't dare to say anything and could only grit her teeth and hold on.

"Okay, stop pressing." Feng Qingchen also knew that her body couldn't relax, otherwise she wouldn't be so tired.

"It's okay, young lady, we are not tired." The two maids smiled sweetly.

It's so hard to do something for the girl, how can I give up just because I'm tired?

"Well, stop if you're tired." Feng Qingchen didn't force her. She was indeed tired. After the two maids massaged her a few times, she would feel more comfortable.

Taking advantage of this gap, Feng Qingchen closed his eyes and began to think about tomorrow's surgery. As for other things, he had to put them aside for the time being.

Tomorrow's operation is very important to her and there can be no mistakes. If Cui Haoting dies, let alone seeking revenge on Ye Ye, it will be a question whether the Feng Mansion can be preserved.

In fact, to be on the safe side, she should cancel tomorrow's surgery. Although she looks no different from usual, her condition is not good.

However, she couldn't cancel because she didn't have time. If she didn't give Cui Haoting the surgery tomorrow, she didn't know when she would be free again. She would be very busy in the days to come.

First, she had to choose a good day to bury her parents so that they could rest in peace. Secondly, she had to investigate what happened that year. Finally, she had to go to Xuanxiao Palace to find out her mother's identity.

Yes, today, Feng Qingchen decided to go to Xuanxiao Palace. It was her responsibility. She should not escape or push it onto the Ninth Prince. She had to face it even if she was unwilling, otherwise the same thing as yesterday would happen.

Ye Ye threw the "truth" in her face!

Thinking of the Ninth Prince, Feng Qingchen's body finally relaxed a little, but at the same time he also felt a slight regret. If only the Ninth Prince was here yesterday, he would definitely not let Ye Ye go so easily.

But it doesn't matter. Ye Ye is the young master of Yecheng. The monk may run away, but the temple cannot. Since Ye Ye has involved her parents in the feud between them, don't blame her for holding the entire Yecheng accountable. It's unfortunate for the people of Yecheng to have such an unreliable young master.

Feng Qingchen was immersed in his own thoughts and did not notice the wrinkled faces of the two maids, Chunhui and Qiuhua. He just enjoyed their massage to relieve his fatigue.

Fortunately, the road was not long and they arrived at Feng Mansion soon. Chun Hui and Qiu Hua spoke in unison and helped Feng Qingchen dismount from the horse.

As soon as I opened the car curtain, I found that the snow was still falling, and it was getting heavier. The Feng Mansion was covered with heavy snow, and the two trees in front of the gate were also bent by the heavy snow.

"Why is it snowing so heavily? It's been a whole day. If it continues like this, the house will be crushed by the snow." Chunhui complained.

As soon as I got off the carriage, I found that my calves were all buried in the snow. The snow... was falling too heavily.

"Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest. This is a good sign." Qiu Hui put a cloak on Feng Qingchen and said softly.

Feng Qingchen was not interested in this. It was just a snowfall. It always snows in winter. But she didn't know...

This snow was a disaster for Dong Ling. From the moment Feng Qingchen left the house, the snow continued to fall for ten days without stopping.

More than half of the cities in Dongling suffered from the snowstorm, and countless people were displaced. As many as 300,000 people died because of the snowstorm.

Afterwards, some people said: God couldn't bear it anymore. If Feng Qingchen didn't cry, God would cry for her!