"Achen~"
Hua Qingcheng, who was suddenly slapped in the face, held her forehead helplessly, not knowing what this guy was thinking just now.
"Little Allure~"
"I'm sorry, I..."
Looking at the five red finger marks that suddenly appeared on Hua Qingcheng's face, Han Yichen was suddenly stunned.
Damn it!
He actually took his fantasy as reality again and slapped Hua Qingcheng...
"Achen, if I go to the Imperial College with these five red marks on my face, my reputation will be ruined in an instant. Then everyone in the entire academy, no, the entire capital, will say that the current princess is henpecked!"
Hua Qingcheng lowered her voice as much as possible and clarified the seriousness of the matter with Han Yichen. After all, her current status was no longer the same. Even if she didn't mind being on equal terms with her husbands in private, she couldn't lose face in front of outsiders. Otherwise, it would not only bring disgrace upon herself, but also the dignity of the entire imperial family. The emperor wouldn't let it go...
"I'm sorry, Xiao Qingcheng! I...I didn't mean it..."
“Wuwuwu…”
Han Yichen started crying in grievance as he spoke.
"Achen~"
"Why don't you apply the ointment to me quickly? If someone sees me, it will be a disaster..."
Hua Qingcheng raised her hand to wipe the tears from Han Yichen's face. Now that her third husband was pregnant, he was easily sentimental, so she could only patiently coax him.
"oh……"
"Okay~"
Upon hearing this, Han Yichen took out a porcelain bottle from a medicine box in the room. After removing the stopper, he applied some of the white ointment inside to Hua Qingcheng's face.
As the cool touch came, Hua Qingcheng suddenly felt that the burning sensation on her face was gradually disappearing.
"Xiao Qingcheng, this is a super-fast bruise-dispersing ointment. The red fingerprints on your face will disappear in about a cup of tea. But if you do this, you might be late for school..." Han Yichen looked at Hua Qingcheng with an apologetic look on his face.
"At worst, I can ask Monk Hua to ask for one class leave for me. Anyway, the first class this morning is a simple numerology class, so I won't go."
Hua Qingcheng first tried to comfort Han Yichen, then suddenly changed the subject and continued, "It's just... Ah Chen, there can't be a third time, understand? Otherwise, even if others don't punish you, I will!"
Hua Qingcheng pinched Han Yichen's face lightly and spoke seriously.
"I've remembered Xiao Qingcheng. The worst that can happen is that next time I dream of your unfaithfulness, I'll just take (Nalan) Xingshu and (Han) Yunxuan back to Xuanyi Valley, and have the master set up a new formation so that you'll never be able to enter..."
Han Yichen pursed his lips slightly, looking as if Hua Qingcheng had done something unforgivable and made him feel extremely aggrieved.
Hua Qingcheng: ...
"Good sister, it's time to go to school!"
Just when Hua Qingcheng was once again shocked by Han Yichen's words, Wu Chen's shouting came from outside Han Yichen's dormitory.
Yesterday it was Yixia Garden, today it was Bingquan Pavilion. Wu Chen, feeling depressed, was already thinking about which courtyard he should go to to look for Hua Qingcheng tomorrow...
However, the people who will be late today are not only Hua Qingcheng from the East Palace, but also Feng Qiyan from the General's Mansion.
At seven o'clock in the morning, at the gate of the General's Mansion in the east of the city.
"Qi Yan, you don't look very well. How about... Dad ask the teacher for leave on your behalf today?" Yu Jingyang looked at his daughter with dark circles under her eyes with a little worry.
"Dad, I'm fine. I have to go now. I'll go to school on horseback by myself today. You don't have to see me off."
After Feng Qiyan finished speaking, she took her short sword, mounted a newly grown mare, and rode towards the Imperial College in the city with a "da da da" sound.
"Mother, Father, is it okay for Qiyan to ride to school alone?"
Looking at the little blue figure gradually moving away, Yu Jingyang asked worriedly to Feng Jingyun and Mulanjin who were also standing nearby.
"As a descendant of a military family, it's outrageous that she still needs the palace's carriage to pick her up and drop her off at school." Feng Jingyun, who decided to train Feng Qiyan from a young age, said indifferently.
"But old lady, Qiyan is only eight years old!"
Although Mulan Jin also felt that girls should not be spoiled too much, his granddaughter was still too young after all. He couldn't help but feel a little worried about letting Feng Qiyan ride back and forth between the city and the east of the city alone.
"Don't worry, it's just a school trip. Besides... besides, Qiyan is not weak!"
Feng Jingyun's deep eyes looked leisurely at the direction where Feng Qiyan rode away, his thoughts turning in a thousand circles.
She is old now, and she is afraid that she can't protect the General's Mansion for much longer. Once she and the old man leave, the burden of the General's Mansion will fall entirely on Cai Lan. How will Cai Lan balance the country and family at that time?
When Cai Lan was too busy caring about the general's residence for the sake of the country and the nation, who would protect the general's residence? Who would protect Ling Yan? She had to train Feng Qi Yan as soon as possible so that she could protect the general's residence and Ling Yan at the critical moment...
Feng Qiyan, who had no idea of her grandmother's thoughts, rode her mare along the official road with her sword, waving the whip. She felt so happy!
At 11:00 PM, Feng Qiyan, feeling the official road was too slow, decided to take a shortcut. At the junction of the east and central parts of the city, she rode her horse directly into the woods.
According to Feng Qiyan's prediction, she could ride her horse directly to the back mountain of the Imperial College, descend the mountain in less than a quarter of an hour, and then enter the Imperial College through the back door. This would save her one-third of the time.
The little mare galloped with her hooves "da da da", carrying Feng Qiyan all the way. The little girl on the horse's back had her hairband fluttering, and she looked heroic.
"Woo woo woo~"
"Woo woo woo~"
…
However, as Feng Qiyan walked, she vaguely heard a burst of faint crying sounds, and those voices seemed to be from young people, probably children.
What's going on?
How could there be children crying in this desolate place? And it sounded like there were quite a few of them?
Feng Qiyan's pretty eyebrows couldn't help but frown slightly. She wondered if she had met a beggar.
Feng Qiyan, who noticed something unusual, immediately slowed down her horse's pace, pricked up her ears, and carefully identified the source of the sound.
Feng Qiyan followed the sound and searched for nearly a quarter of an hour before finally finding the source of the sound in a big pit.
But inside the deep pit, about four or five meters long and wide, and two meters high, there was a group of children dressed in rags, looking like beggars. Feng Qiyan roughly estimated there were about twenty or thirty of them.
The winter weather was extremely cold, and the children were half-naked and shoeless, their hands and feet red from the cold. Most importantly, their hands and feet were bound, and their mouths gagged with rags, so their cries were all "woooooooooooooo."
"not good!"
"Boss, someone's coming!"
Just as Feng Qiyan was shocked by the children in the deep pit, she suddenly heard voices and footsteps from behind her.
Feng Qiyan looked back and saw two masked men in black glaring at her.
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