704 Miscarriage, it turns out you have always been there

Xiling Tianlei was certain that Lord Ye must have discovered this problem, but... had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, otherwise he would have personally escorted Ye Ye to Feng Mansion, kneeled in front of Feng Qingchen, and begged Feng Qingchen to spare Ye Cheng.

The danger in Night City will not break out in a short period of time, but once it breaks out, it will be irreversible and the entire Night City will be paralyzed.

To conquer the enemy without fighting is the best strategy. Feng Qingchen can be said to be a master in using troops. That is why Xiling Tianlei pays more attention to Feng Qingchen and lets Yaohua take risks and use the child to plot against Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince are both too cunning and too terrifying. They are patient, far-sighted, and skillful. They never seek momentary gains. They plan before they act. If they don't take action, it's fine. But once they do, they will deal a heavy blow to their opponents.

Feng Qingchen tolerated you outwardly when he was angry, but he took it back inwardly and started with the things you cared about most.

Feng Qingchen's revenge is not immediate. She is making plans in secret, focusing on the long-term, and nibbling away at the opponent bit by bit. Even if the opponent is not alert enough, they will not notice what Feng Qingchen has done, because the effects of what she does cannot be seen in a short period of time.

Xiling Tianlei discovered it and reminded Ye Ye, but unfortunately Ye Ye did not appreciate it and even did not take Feng Qingchen seriously. Of course...

Whether it was Xiling Tianlei’s worry or Ye Ye’s decadence, it had nothing to do with Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen didn’t want anything now. She just wanted to bury her parents smoothly and not have people like Yao Hua appear to ruin her parents’ funeral.

Fortunately, not everyone hated her as much as Yaohua, who would choose to cause trouble for her on the day of her parents' burial. After leaving the city, the journey was smooth. The sky was still gloomy but it did not rain, which did not affect their speed.

They sped up a little and arrived outside the cemetery on the expected time. Feng Qingchen came to see the cemetery after it was built. Seeing the majestic and solemn cemetery, no matter how picky Feng Qingchen was, he could not find a trace of dissatisfaction.

Although the project was rushed, there was no carelessness and every detail was exquisite. Feng Qingchen originally wanted to go to Su Wenqing's house in person to thank him. After Su Wenqing got to know the news, he quickly sent someone to tell Feng Qingchen not to take it to heart and there was no need to go to his house to thank him.

The person Su Wenqing least wanted to see now was Feng Qingchen. As soon as he saw Feng Qingchen, he thought of his own illness and those hidden medicines. He now wished that all the men in the entire Jiuzhou continent were like him and suffered from kidney deficiency.

Being a doctor is a very annoying profession, especially when the doctor knows your privacy.

Feng Qingchen was also busy, and since Su Wenqing said there was no need to visit, she decided not to go.

The coffin drove into the cemetery and got closer and closer to the cemetery. Feng Qingchen found that she was more and more reluctant to leave. After the coffin was buried, if she wanted to see her parents again, she would have to come to the cemetery to pay her respects.

Her eyes were sore and her heart was sad. She looked up at the cemetery not far away. The scene she saw stunned Feng Qingchen and her sad mood was interrupted.

"Is there anyone in the cemetery?"

From a distance it looks like a human figure.

Who would it be at this time?

"Someone? Someone got here before us?" Wang Jinling rode forward and looked up...

Sure enough, there was a black figure in front of the cemetery. The cold wind made the man's robe flutter, and his black hair also flew in the wind. Just his back gave people a feeling of desolation and loneliness, making people dare not approach him.

"Go and see who it is." Nanling Jinxing said to Zhai Dongming.

Among this group of people, only Zhai Dongming has good martial arts skills. If not him, who else can he command? After Nanling Jinfan became a prince, he also got used to commanding people to do things.

"No need to go." Su Wenqing rode forward and called Zhai Dongming: "That person should be the Ninth Prince. It is inconvenient for him to leave from the Imperial City, so he is waiting here."

"Ninth Prince? How could it be him? When did he arrive?" Let alone Feng Qingchen, everyone was stunned. They thought the Ninth Prince would not come, but they did not expect that he arrived earlier than everyone else.

This alone is enough to show that he cares about Feng Qingchen, and he remembers everything related to Feng Qingchen.

"I don't know either. Just go up and ask and you'll know." Su Wenqing didn't know that the Ninth Prince would come. Su Wenqing was just guessing because ordinary people couldn't enter the cemetery today.

To prevent any accidents, the Ninth Prince had dispatched the men from the Shenji Camp yesterday to guard outside the city and the cemetery and clear away any obstacles along the way, which was why Feng Qingchen was able to leave the city so smoothly.

As for the Yaohua incident, one can only say that the Ninth Prince miscalculated. He did not expect that there would be someone so blind as to cause trouble for Feng Qingchen in the Imperial City, and was not afraid of being stabbed in the back.

Fortunately, Feng Qingchen did not fall for it, otherwise today's funeral would have been interrupted.

"Let's go." Feng Qingchen suppressed the emotion in her heart and said it calmly. However, she could deceive others like this, but she could not deceive Wang Jinling who had been paying attention to her.

I have to say that the Ninth Prince is indeed a master at playing with people's hearts. In this way, all of them have become the Ninth Prince's foil. They have accompanied him all the way, but they are not as good as the Ninth Prince who waited here early.

The opponent was one step ahead, and Wang Jinling had nothing to say.

The coffin stopped in front of the tomb. Everyone had already dismounted. Wang Jinling, Nanling Jinxing and Feng Qingchen walked side by side, ready to salute the Ninth Emperor's uncle. Before they could open their mouths, the Ninth Emperor's uncle interrupted them: "No need. The time has come. General Feng and Madam Feng's future lives are more important."

The Ninth Prince had a blank expression on his face. If he hadn’t been dressed in black, everyone would have suspected that he was here to attend a funeral.

Everyone should put Feng Qingchen's parents' funeral first. The Ninth Prince won another round. Since the Ninth Prince said so, it was difficult for everyone to refute. Everything was done according to the rules. The coffin was buried and everyone came forward to pay their respects.

Feng Qingchen had been standing in front of the cemetery, neither crying nor laughing. Only when the coffin was completely buried in the soil did Feng Qingchen kneel down on the ground.

She did not cry, nor did she rush forward like a madman to dig up the soil to prevent the coffin from being buried. She just knelt in front of the tombstone, her shoulders shaking, and her fingers stroking the tombstone.

The tombstone was very simple, without any official title such as "Loyal Marquis" or the like. It only read "Tomb of father Feng Zhan, mother Lu Yimo, daughter Qingchen"

Because Feng Qingchen said that her parents would not care about the title given by the emperor, and neither would she. She would make her parents proud of her. All the words on the tombstone were not as important as "Daughter Qingchen".

Feng Qingchen's fingers should be the most vulnerable part of her body. Just rubbing along the words on the tombstone caused bleeding. The bright red blood reflected on the words and was quickly absorbed, leaving only a brown mark.

People who knew Feng Qingchen well knew that she treasured her hands the most. Normally, she would not let anyone touch them. She would rather destroy her face than hurt her hands, but at this moment...

Her index finger was bleeding from friction, but she still had no intention of stopping. She rubbed along the grooves of each word as if she was unaware of the pain.

The Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling stood behind Feng Qingchen, one on each side, wanting to persuade her, but they didn't know how to start. Besides...

It would be good for Feng Qingchen to vent, this way... it's better than keeping it in his heart all the time.

However, they could bear to watch, but Sun Sixing and Nanling Jinxing could not. They came forward at the same time and knelt beside Feng Qingchen: "Master, please don't be like this. You said that the most important thing for a doctor holding a knife is to have a pair of dexterous hands. The head can be cut and blood can flow, but the hands cannot be injured. How could you destroy your own hands?"

Ordinary surgeons do not protect their hands like this, but doctors who perform precision surgery must protect their hands well. Even half a millimeter of error cannot be allowed during the operation. If the fingers are not dexterous enough, it is absolutely impossible to do it.

"Sister, please don't be like this. General Feng and Madam Feng are buried in peace. You should be happy." Finding their bodies is better than just building a cenotaph for them.

"Master, the spirits of my grandfather and mistress in heaven will not rest in peace if you continue like this." Sun Sixing looked up at the sky with red eyes.

The master's parents are already buried, so what about his parents? Where are they? Why did they leave him alone...

"I will be fine... I will live well and let the Feng family be passed down." A tear rolled down from the corner of Feng Qingchen's eye. Feng Qingchen withdrew his hand and stopped torturing himself.

And just as she stood up, the rain began to fall, patter, patter... This was the first rain after the snowstorm, small but dense, and it soaked everyone's clothes in an instant...

Just as Feng Qingchen's parents were being buried, Princess Yaohua was also struggling on the line between life and death. Basins of blood were brought out from the room. From time to time, the anxious roars of the imperial physician could be heard, as well as the frantic sounds of the female doctor and midwife.

Princess Yaohua's condition was very bad. The baby was stillborn in her womb, but Princess Yaohua was unconscious. The dead baby could not be taken out of her womb, and the bleeding from her lower body could not be stopped. If this continued, Princess Yaohua would definitely not be able to hold on, and it would not be uncommon for two lives to be lost.

Don't think that only childbirth is dangerous. Miscarriage is equally dangerous and extremely harmful to the body. The imperial doctors have already made the worst-case scenario plan. Now we can only do our best and leave the rest to fate.

Dong Ling Zichun walked back and forth outside anxiously. Although he didn't like Yaohua, the child was innocent. It was his child in Yaohua's belly. Looking at the bright red blood, Dong Ling Zichun's eyes also turned red.

"Why, why, does she hate me so much? She even didn't let go of my child. That was a life. That was my child with my flesh and blood. You, the royal family of Xiling, are going too far." Dongling Zichun grabbed Xiling Tianlei's clothes tightly and accused him angrily.

His child disappeared the moment he knew about it. Yao Hua used his child as a weapon to attack Feng Qingchen. How could he not be angry?

"Your Highness Prince Chun, please calm down. Yaohua didn't know she was pregnant. What happened today was an accident." Xiling Tianlei lied with his eyes open.

After sending Ye Ye away, Xiling Tianlei rushed back.

Yaohua is his sister, and she will have to rely on Dongling Zichun in the future. He doesn't want Dongling Zichun to hate Yaohua, otherwise Yaohua will be restricted in every way after marrying into Dongling...