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Early in the morning, Fuyao specially asked Qingning to dress her up. Just as they were about to leave the house, they saw Feng Chenyu leaning against the doorstep with his fists clasped, looking reluctant.
Seeing this, Qing Ning lowered her head, smiled, and hurried out.
Fuyao glanced at Qing Ning who was laughing so hard behind her, then turned around and glared at the disappointing man in front of her with displeasure.
Then she stepped forward patiently,
"You have to trust your own vision and your ability to protect people!"
Fuyao looked helplessly at the indifferent man in front of her. She raised her hands with a smile and gently pulled his sleeves,
"Emperor of the Central Military Commission, Prince of the Imperial Court, and Big Brother."
Finally, Feng Chenyu lost his way in her gentle calls.
He lowered his head and looked at her coquettish appearance with soft eyes. His expression softened and he reached out to pinch her soft little face.
"Protect yourself."
Fuyao and Qingning were walking and chatting on the street, and soon they saw the famous clinic at the corner of the street.
At this time, there were several people queuing up to get medicine on the left side of the hall, and the pharmacist at the counter was busy. Fuyao didn't expect that the business in the store was so good.
As soon as the two of them stepped through the door, a young man with a kind face came to greet them.
"Good morning, both of you."
Fuyao smiled and nodded,
"I heard your clinic specializes in women's illnesses, so I came to see you."
"Yes, Doctor Wang is taking someone's pulse in the inner room. Please rest for a moment, Madam."
The young man pointed to the tables and chairs on the right side of the hall where patients were waiting.
Fuyao looked back at Qingning, and they both sat down on the wooden chairs.
After about a cup of tea, the young man came out of the inner room into the hall with the doctor's prescription in his hand, followed by a woman.
He handed the prescription to the pharmacist at the counter and turned to Fuyao.
"Madam, please come in."
Upon hearing this, Fuyao and Qingning both stood up.
"I'm afraid this young lady will have to wait outside."
The man said this and looked at Qing Ning.
Fuyao looked back,
"Wait here."
Then he followed the man in.
After leaving the hall, the two came to a bluestone staircase. There was a small garden on each side, planted with various flowers, which looked particularly vibrant under the sunlight.
There was a house a few meters away. Fuyao saw an old man with gray hair in the house, writing something at the desk with his head down.
She thought, this must be Doctor Wang.
"Come in."
The man stopped.
"Thank you very much."
Fuyao stepped into the house.
Hearing the noise, Doctor Wang looked up and pointed at the chair opposite him.
"Madam, please take a seat."
Fuyao nodded and walked over.
Doctor Wang took her pulse.
"Did you have any miscarriages or miscarriages in your past pregnancies?"
"Indeed."
Fuyao said softly.
"oh."
He nodded.
At that time, a little maid came and poured a cup of tea for Fuyao.
"Madam, please try this. This is our ginger, salt, sesame and bean tea.
It can strengthen the spleen and calm the mind, and is beneficial for women’s diseases.”
Fuyao looked down at the tea, and Qingning, who was waiting outside, felt a little uneasy.
The afternoon sun always has a warmth that feels like it's soaking in a teacup.
The sun was already past its scorching heat at noon, and was now slanting down on the eaves of the clinic.
Fuyao opened her eyes in a daze, and now she was lying on a carved bed.
She got up hurriedly and looked around the room.
The room was extremely simply furnished, with just a bed and a round table, as if it were put together hastily.
Just as she was about to get out of bed to see what was happening outside, she suddenly heard footsteps and quickly lay down and pretended to be asleep.
The footsteps were getting closer, the door was opened, and a man's voice was heard.
"Still sleeping."
"I guess I drank too much tea."
A woman said indifferently.
"Master is already waiting in the room."
The man's voice sounded again.
"Or, just take people there."
Fuyao felt that someone was suddenly carrying her out of the house. As soon as she left the house, she heard a woman crying from somewhere.
"Tell Xu Er that if I hear anyone crying again, I will kill him."
The woman's cold voice sounded in Fuyao's ears again.
They first walked through a small garden, then climbed up the pavilion and passed through the corridor, and soon arrived in front of a house.
"Not awake yet?"
A deep voice sounded in the room, and then the man sitting at the desk pointed to the bed beside him.
"Let her continue to lie there."
Fuyao felt that the voice sounded familiar.
She was placed on the bed and the door closed with a click.
Slowly, she felt footsteps approaching from behind. Facing inward, Fuyao felt someone pulling her clothes, and then she turned over and sat up.
"How could it be you!"
The surprised man stopped what he was doing.
When she saw his face clearly, Fuyao was really shocked.
This person is none other than the current emperor’s younger brother, Song Yihe.
They are really father and son!
Fuyao couldn't help but sigh in her heart!
"Why are you here?"
Song Yihe's face darkened.
Fuyao jumped out of the bed and looked back.
"I want to ask you this, Your Highness. Could it be that the missing lady from this clinic is related to you?"
"snort!"
Song Yihe suddenly laughed out loud.
"What does this have to do with you?"
"As a prince, how could you do such a thing that hurts the people?"
Fuyao snorted softly.
“Why am I here?
Because it was the Emperor who sent His Highness and my husband to investigate this matter thoroughly."
“So what?
Do you think that just because you came in easily, you can definitely get out?"
Song Yihe squinted his eyes and looked at her without blinking.
"Could it be that the prince wants to kill people to silence them?"
Fuyao frowned.
"Someone come!"
Song Yihe shouted, and the door was pushed open instantly, and two big men came in.
"Tie her up for me. Now that she's here, how can she go here in vain?"
Seeing this, Fuyao took the initiative and kicked one of the big men hard, and he fell to the ground.
Then she turned and left the house, but just as she reached the door, she saw several people surrounding her, and the woman in red was at the back.
"I know you are a martial artist."
Song Yihe walked out slowly.
"But today I want to see how skilled you, Shangguan Fuyao, are."
At this time, Feng Chenyu had already led his men to ambush outside the clinic. They agreed to use the sound of bamboo horns as a signal, but no sound came.
He suddenly became very worried. Could it be that she was in danger?
Immediately give the order to rush into the clinic.
Because it was afternoon, there were far fewer people coming to see the doctor than in the morning.
Ma Chong sent someone to dismiss the few customers in the store, and then ordered people to guard the door of the clinic tightly.
"I wonder what you guys mean by this?"
The young man took in the situation and remained calm.
"Let your boss come out."
Ma Chong held the sword with a serious expression.
The young man lowered his head and smiled.
"I'm sorry, the boss rarely comes to the store."
Seeing this, Ma Chong directly put the knife in his hand on the opponent's neck.
"Tell me, where are all the missing ladies?"
"I don't know what this gentleman is talking about."
The other party still showed no intention of giving in.
Feng Chenyu entered the courtyard. It didn't look big, just one room with a small garden on each side.
So where did Fuyao go?
There must be other hiding places here.
Although he appeared calm on the surface, he was already feeling uneasy inside.
Anxious Qing Ning was also walking around the yard, she wished she had X-ray vision.
Suddenly she yelled, ran to the small garden on the right and picked up an earring from the ground.
"This is the lady's!"
Feng Chenyu walked quickly forward and bent down to examine the garden.
His brows were furrowed and his forehead was slightly furrowed. His intuition told him that something must be wrong here.
When his eyes swept across the brick wall, he found that one of the blue bricks was lighter in color, as if it had been wiped frequently.
Then he stretched out his hand and twisted the blue brick left and right.
Suddenly, the wall that was just across the side of the garden suddenly turned, and in an instant a huge courtyard appeared in front of everyone.
Feng Chenyu ran towards the yard.
When he walked through the porch into the backyard, the scene before him made him heartbroken.
There were several men lying on the ground. Fuyao was fighting with the woman in red at this time. He knew what had just happened without thinking.
He immediately stepped forward and blocked Fuyao behind him.
Prince Song, who was watching the two women fighting, suddenly changed his expression. He turned around and was about to escape, but was stopped by Ma Chong who was chasing him.
"Are you okay?"
Feng Chenyu turned around and looked at Fuyao with concern, only to see that her green clothes were stained with blood.
"fine."
She smiled faintly, her lips slightly pale.
"The young master is here after all."
The woman in red smiled softly, holding a long sword in her hand.
"What a shame, I thought I could take her life."
Feng Chenyu turned around and flew forward, kicking her to the ground.
Looking at Fuyao's bloody appearance, he wanted to kill her.
The woman in red supported herself on the ground with both hands. Although blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth, she still kept smiling.
"Young Master, you really don't recognize me."
Feng Chenyu's face turned ashen and he looked at him coldly.
At this time, the woman took out a white tassel from her waist, which looked quite old.
"Could it be that you are He Yang?"
Feng Chenyu frowned.
But just as he finished speaking, there was a thud behind him, and when he turned around, Fuyao had fainted on the ground.
In the general's mansion, a female medical officer was helping the unconscious Fu Yao clean her wounds.
Feng Chenyu anxiously stood by the bed with a worried look on his face.
"How is she now?"
"Please don't worry too much, Deputy Privy Counselor. The lady fell asleep because of a sword wound."
The medical officer continued his actions while speaking.
"Fortunately, the wound is some distance away from the heart, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
"What should we do then?"
There was obvious heartache in Feng Chenyu's voice.
"I have asked someone to prepare some medicine, and the lady will wake up in two hours after taking it.
Take the medicine and change the dressing on time every day. Considering the deep wound, it will take about two months to heal."
Every word she said struck Feng Chenyu's heart.
He gently held Fuyao's little hand, his eyes slightly red.
Although he did not regret letting her participate in this matter, because he knew that it was her initiative, he respected her choice.
But he felt really distressed every time she was hurt, and he would rather be the one lying in bed.
The emperor sitting on the throne was filled with rage. He had never imagined that the disappearance case in Yu'an City was related to Prince Song.
He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Song Yihe who was kneeling on the ground.
"Before the princess passed away, I told you to remarry, but you refused.
I thought you couldn't let go of the former princess, but I didn't expect you to secretly kidnap women.
As a member of the royal family, are you worthy of these common people? "
"I hope your majesty will forgive me. I know I was wrong."
Song Yihe lay on the ground crying.
The official looked helplessly at Feng Chenyu who was standing aside.
"What does the Deputy Chief think about this?"
Feng Chenyu bowed,
"I believe this matter is no longer a secret in Yu'an City. It is best to handle it with caution."
Hearing this, the official was silent for a moment.
“From today on, Prince Song will be detained in his palace and will no longer participate in government affairs.
At the same time, no one is allowed to go out without the Holy Order.
In addition, Prince Song Qisi knew about the incident but did not report it.
He is often arrogant and domineering, so he is demoted and fined one year's salary."
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