919 midnight, enjoy the flowers, the moon and the dust

Fu Lin showed no signs of waking up, but the good news was that Fu Lin's injuries did not worsen. This day was spent with Feng Qingchen teaching and the three imperial physicians learning, and Fu Lin became secondary.

Feng Qingchen said that such days were not boring at all. She liked chatting with colleagues and expressing her opinions and views on some professional issues, which was helpful in broadening her thinking. If she could live like this every day in the Fu family, she would not mind making the trip every day.

Chatting with colleagues gives her a completely different feeling than chatting with the Ninth Uncle and the Eldest Young Master. She is a doctor and needs friends in the same industry. Otherwise, if she works in isolation, her medical skills will only get worse and worse, and there will never be a possibility of improvement.

What's more, since they were able to enter the palace as imperial physicians, their medical skills must be good. Feng Qingchen learned a lot from them.

It was dark, Feng Qingchen said goodbye to the three imperial doctors, and with the three doctors reluctant to let him go, he took a carriage back home.

Feng Qingchen is a woman after all. No matter how worried the emperor is about Fu Lin or how angry he is with Feng Qingchen, he cannot let Feng Qingchen spend the night at the Fu family, otherwise the Ninth Prince will really come to the palace and make the emperor suffer.

As for the three imperial doctors, they still have to keep watch here and wait for the imperial doctors who will replace them to come back tomorrow.

After Feng Qingchen returned home, he had a small dinner, then took a bath, changed his clothes, and took care of some chores in the study. Near midnight, he rode in a carriage towards the greenhouse accompanied by secret guards and maids.

Feng Qingchen felt a little guilty about going out to meet a man in the middle of the night. Given the jealous nature of the Ninth Prince, if he found out, she would definitely suffer a miserable fate.

Feng Qingchen now only hoped that her warning would be effective, and that the secret guards and their maids would not report what happened tonight to the Ninth Prince, otherwise she would cry.

Oh... freedom and equality are fine, but she was wrong to meet a man in the middle of the night. However, this was the reward offered by Lan Jiuqing, just a meal, and she couldn't refuse. She just hoped that the Ninth Prince would be busier recently, preferably so busy that he would forget her existence.

Feng Qingchen set off, and Lan Jiuqing of course had to arrive early. In the secret room of the Su Mansion, after Lan Jiuqing finished explaining the matters concerning the Black Cavalry, he also prepared to go out.

"Has everything been arranged in the greenhouse?" Lan Jiuqing asked again before leaving.

This was his first date with Feng Qingchen, and he hoped to make a good impression on Feng Qingchen, or at least not make her hate him or think he was frivolous.

Su Wenqing nodded: "Everything has been arranged, but... Jiuqing, do you really want to choose the flower room? What if something unexpected happens during the journey?"

"There won't be any accidents." Lan Jiuqing said firmly.

"But you are allergic to pollen." Su Wenqing said he was worried, but he was gloating in his heart.

Although he didn't dare to cause trouble, it was still nice to imagine Jiuqing being restless due to pollen allergy but pretending nothing was wrong.

"I've also been to the Imperial Garden." Lan Jiuqing glanced at Su Wenqing. If he hadn't been busy and asked Su Wenqing to arrange the place, he would never have told Su Wenqing that he and Feng Qingchen were going to have dinner in the greenhouse.

“That’s different. Every time you are in the Imperial Garden, you choose the place farthest from the flowers. This time you are in the sea of ​​flowers. Even if you bring the medicine bag that the Master of Xuanyi Valley gave you, I don’t think it will have much effect.

The head of Xuanyi Valley also told you that this medicine bag is not a panacea. Although it can suppress the fragrance of flowers and the bamboo fragrance on your body, it will be ineffective if the fragrance of flowers is too strong. Jiuqing, it is better to be safe than sorry. You should change to another place. Why does it have to be a greenhouse? You can eat anywhere. "Su Wenqing kindly suggested, but Lan Jiuqing refused without thinking.

"I will prepare in advance and won't be allergic to pollen." Lan Jiuqing always carries a scent-suppressing medicine bag on his body, which suppresses the faint bamboo fragrance around him.

He deliberately arranged the bamboo scent on the Ninth Prince's body, so that anyone who gets close to the Ninth Prince's body can smell the bamboo scent on him. As for Lan Jiuqing, he will never have the same smell as the Ninth Prince's body.

"Okay, just be careful." Good luck to you.

Su Wenqing did not say the last four words. Lan Jiuqing was very clear about Su Wenqing's thoughts. He glared at him and turned to walk out.

Not long after Lan Jiuqing arrived, the Feng Mansion’s carriage also arrived.

"Miss, we're here." The secret guard maid reminded in a low voice, with a hint of struggle in her eyes.

Those caught in the middle have the hardest life. If they don't tell the prince, that would be betrayal, but if they tell the prince, that would be even more of a betrayal. They have no choice at all.

Feng Qingchen also knew that it was difficult for them, and had no intention of making things difficult for them. She asked them to wait for her downstairs. If the Ninth Prince really asked about it, they would be able to answer truthfully that it was not the case.

"But..." The secret guard maid didn't want to go up. These days, the more a servant knows, the faster he will die. Especially when it comes to the privacy of his master, it would be better if he didn't know. But if she didn't go up, who would guarantee Feng Qingchen's safety?

"Don't worry, my friend who is having dinner with me is a master. Nothing will happen to me. What's more, I have Zuo An protecting me in secret." On the first day Zuo An came, he beat up the secret guards around Feng Qingchen, making the secret guards dare not show any disrespect to Zuo An.

Sure enough, the maidservants shut up as soon as the Zuo'an secret guard was mentioned. People like them who hide in the dark have always spoken with strength. Zuo'an's strength left them speechless. If Feng Qingchen still got into trouble under Zuo'an's protection, then they would be even more useless.

Feng Qingchen walked up to the greenhouse on the roof alone. There were soft lights along the way, and candles were placed in blind corners to prevent ambushes.

It can be seen that Su Wenqing's arrangements were very meticulous, and he paid attention to every small detail, so there would definitely be no danger here.

Click... click. Feng Qingchen walked up the stairs all the way to the top floor. What he saw was the dazzling greenhouse and Lan Jiuqing among the flowers.

The black clothes stood out particularly among the colorful flowers. Countless candle lights gathered on the roof, poured down and sprinkled all over his body, as if, as if... Feng Qingchen stood there in a daze, unable to find the right words to describe Lan Jiuqing at this moment.

She didn't know that a man standing among the flowers could be so handsome and elegant. At this moment, Lan Jiuqing was no less handsome than the Ninth Prince who was riding on a small boat, passing through the lotus bushes with the afterglow of the setting sun.

Standing in the flowers, stepping on the flowers, the candlelight above his head is like starlight, making Lan Jiuqing shrouded in a veil of mystery, making people want to step forward and see clearly the person in the flowers.

"It turns out that my greenhouse can be so beautiful." Feng Qingchen attributed Lan Jiuqing's elegance to the beauty of the greenhouse decorated with candlelight.

It is instinctive to appreciate and praise beautiful people and things. Feng Qingchen raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a beautiful curve.

I don't know if it was an appointment or Lan Jiuqing had expected it, but just as Feng Qingchen raised her leg to walk forward, Lan Jiuqing turned around. The roof was not dark, and their eyes met, and they both froze.

After a moment, Feng Qingchen took the lead in retracting his gaze, nodded and smiled slightly. Lan Jiuqing was wearing a mask and standing in the strong light. It was impossible to see his expression. All he knew was that the red flower beside him trembled a little...

“You’re here.”

"I am coming."

The two of them said this one after the other, and then fell silent at the same time, until Lan Jiuqing smiled quickly and lightly, breaking the silence between them.

"Sit down." Lan Jiuqing made a welcoming gesture and made way for Feng Qingchen with a polite attitude, as if he was the owner of the greenhouse.

Feng Qingchen raised his eyebrows and walked in calmly...