Seriously injured
Inside the house, Uncle Wu skillfully helped Feng Chenyu change the medicine.
"If there's someone you want to protect, the first thing you need to do is learn to protect yourself."
He unconsciously emphasized his tone.
Feng Chenyu didn't say anything, but turned his head to look at Fu Yao lying on the bed, his eyes full of heartache.
Just after changing the medicine, I heard voices in the yard and two people walked out.
The person who came was none other than Zhao Song, whom Feng Chenyu had always asked to secretly protect Fuyao.
At this moment, the servants in the yard were supporting him.
"Young Master."
He shouted weakly, with obvious blood stains at the corners of his mouth.
"What happened?" Feng Chenyu hurried forward and asked.
“When I was secretly protecting Madam Shangguan, I discovered that a man and a woman wanted to get close to her.
When the two men saw that they were no match for me and were being chased by me, they suddenly sprinkled powder into the air, and I fainted."
As soon as he finished speaking, he fainted again.
"It looks like he's been poisoned."
Uncle Wu hurriedly ordered someone to take him to the other room.
As the silver needles expelled the toxin, Zhao Song's originally pale face gradually regained its color.
"Fortunately, the toxins were excreted in time, so it should be fine."
Uncle Wu said this as he collected the needle.
Hearing that he was fine, Feng Chenyu felt relieved.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the street corner, bringing a touch of warmth to everyone who passes by.
Uncle Yu in the pharmacy had just seen off a customer at the door when he turned around and saw Feng Chenyu standing on the street.
He walked towards him in surprise.
"Why are you here, sir?"
"Is Uncle Yu free now? I'll take you somewhere."
You can see that he looks serious.
Uncle Yu hurried to the shop to give some brief instructions and then got on the carriage with him.
In the car, Feng Chenyu briefly recounted how Fu Yao was injured and that he already knew Fu Yao's life experience.
"Hairpin?"
Uncle Yu lowered his head in thought.
"There was a legend in Ningbei back then that when the Ningbei Kingdom was first established, the first Ningbei King discovered a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry in a cave.
To avoid civil unrest, he ordered the treasure to be buried. He also had a map of the area where the treasure was buried drawn, and then hid the map in a jade hairpin.
Before the carriage stopped at the door, Uncle Yu jumped out of the carriage anxiously.
The two entered the yard, and Feng Chenyu took him into the room.
Uncle Wu was shaking her at the bedside to help check her pulse. She was still in a coma.
"Her pulse is stable and she will wake up tomorrow at the latest."
Afterwards, Uncle Wu asked someone to bring Fuyao's prescription and gave her a few instructions. Then Uncle Yu carried the sleeping girl onto the carriage.
Feng Chenyu drove them back personally.
Soon the car arrived at the gate of the house. Pushing open the door, Feng Chenyu looked at Fuyao in Yu Shu's arms reluctantly.
"I will continue to send people to secretly protect her. If you need anything, be sure to send me a message."
"good."
Uncle Yu responded softly and then carried Fuyao out of the car.
Just as I reached the door, I heard his concerned voice again from behind.
"Please take good care of her."
Uncle Yu turned around, met his gaze, and nodded heavily.
Reluctantly watching them enter the yard, Feng Chenyu drove the carriage and disappeared into the dark night.
Because she hadn't seen her daughter all day, Mrs. Tong went to the yard to look for her out of worry.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the yard, the door was wide open and I saw Qing Ning alone in the room.
"Is the young lady not back yet?"
Mrs. Tong asked in a low voice.
Qing Ning quickly stood up and nodded.
"This girl is really losing her temper. It's already so late."
Mrs. Tong turned around and walked out in dissatisfaction.
As soon as I walked out of the room, I saw Uncle Yu holding Fuyao and walking towards the yard.
"Fuyao."
She hurried forward worriedly.
Qingyi and Qingning helped Uncle Yu put Fuyao on the bed.
Mrs. Tong stood beside the bed and looked at her worriedly, unable to hold back her tears.
"how so?"
Uncle Yu recounted what had happened.
Mrs. Tong turned around in surprise.
"So, this was done by the Ningbei people?"
"From what Master Feng said, it should be."
Uncle Yu answered truthfully.
Madam Tong lowered her head and looked at Fuyao anxiously. She just wanted her to stay away from all troubles and live a peaceful life.
When the first rays of morning light shone on the eaves, the person sleeping on the bed finally opened her almond-shaped eyes.
Fuyao turned her head and saw Qingning sleeping beside the bed and Uncle Yu sleeping on the table on the side. A smile slowly appeared on her face. At this moment, she felt very warm.
Probably sensing the movement on the bed, Qing Ning, who had just fallen asleep on the bed, opened his eyes in a daze and shouted excitedly,
"My dear, you're awake. That's great."
Soon, Madam Tong, Aunt Xu and others arrived.
Last night, Madam Tong and Uncle Yu stayed with Fuyao until very late. It was only after Uncle Yu strongly persuaded her, considering Madam Tong's health, that she was willing to go back and take a nap.
After a long journey, Feng Chenyu and his group arrived in Yu'an safely.
After arranging his entourage, he rode back to the general's mansion.
"Second Young Master."
When the doorman saw that it was his own son, he hurried forward to greet him.
After getting off the horse, he walked along the corridor, passed the main hall and arrived at the back hall.
The servants who were cleaning the yard bowed their heads and shouted respectfully,
"Second Young Master."
At this time, Mrs. Feng was having lunch with her daughter Feng Chennian.
Seeing his second brother coming over exhausted, Feng Chennian quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks and ran towards him happily.
"Second brother, you are finally back."
"Yes."
He reached out and playfully pinched the third sister's cheek, then stepped forward and bowed.
"Mother, I'm back."
"Hmm," Mrs. Feng snorted expressionlessly and continued to have her lunch.
Feng Chenyu asked Ma Su to put the gifts he bought for his mother and sister on the table and prepared to leave.
"Brother, don't you want to eat together?"
Seeing him turn around and walk out, Feng Chennian hurriedly shouted.
"No, I changed my clothes and went to see His Majesty."
Having said that, he left.
Before he came back, he received news from his brother Feng Chenlang that because the border situation in Xindong had been tense recently, his father had led the army to provide support to prevent any disaster from happening.
Feng Chenyu has long been accustomed to Mrs. Feng's coldness.
Ever since she could remember, she had always loved both her eldest brother and her third sister.
She sewed clothes for them and cooked their favorite food, but ignored herself.
He couldn't understand it at first, but gradually he stopped caring about it.
After a quick wash and change of clothes, Feng Chenyu headed to the palace without delay.
In the inner hall, the emperor was reviewing memorials.
"Your Majesty, the second young master of the Feng family is already waiting outside the palace."
Eunuch Han Qing stepped forward and said.
"Let him in."
The official lowered his head and replied.
Feng Chenyu walked in with a leisurely pace.
"Chen Yu greets His Majesty."
He held his right thumb tightly with his left hand, pointed his left little finger to his right wrist, and stretched out all four fingers of his right hand. He pointed his left thumb upwards and covered his chest with his right hand.
"You have worked hard for the government day and night these days."
The official stood up and walked in front of him and said in a friendly manner.
"It is truly an honor for me to serve Your Majesty. How can I dare to say it is hard work?"
Feng Chenyu looked up and said.
"I order you to preside over the Ganzhou incident, with Song Jiechu, the Junior Justice of the Dali Temple, assisting you. If you encounter any problems, please report them directly to me."
The official turned around and returned to the throne.
"I obey your command."
Feng Chenyu said seriously.
As soon as he left the inner hall, Feng Chenyu saw Concubine Feng's maid Chaoyue standing outside the door.
"The imperial concubine invites the young master over," she said.
Every time he came back from a long trip, Concubine Feng would send someone to call him over, and this time was no exception.
As soon as I entered Feiwei Palace, I saw Concubine Feng, dressed in green brocade clothes, walking towards me with a smile.
"Chen Yu is back."
"Chen Yu has met my aunt."
Feng Chenyu called out softly.
"Hurry up and sit down. Here are your favorite Yuyan cakes."
As she spoke she picked up a piece from the plate and handed it over.
"My cousin is back."
Suddenly, a girl's cheerful voice was heard outside the palace. It was obvious that it must be Princess Jinru.
"cousin."
Seeing this, Feng Chenyu hurriedly stood up.
"Okay, no need to be so polite."
Jinru stepped forward and said,
"Knowing you were coming back, I personally made some Yuyan cakes for you, fearing you'd have suffered these days."
Seeing Feng Chenyu eating the Yuyan cakes he made with big mouthfuls, Concubine Feng was very happy.
"It's been a tiring trip. Let's finish our work early and have a good rest."
"Don't worry, aunt."
Feng Chenyu replied with a smile.
"In a few months you will be twenty years old. If you have someone you like, I can help you inform the emperor to grant you a marriage."
Concubine Feng had a smile in her eyes.
Feng Chenyu lowered his head and smiled, but said nothing.
The next day after he returned, he went to the Dali Temple.
After entering the prison, Feng Chenyu went directly to see Liu Qizhong, the Pangxi Transport Envoy.
"Liu Caotai, do you have something to say to me?"
Feng Chenyu looked down at Liu Qizhong who was tied up with iron chains.
"I don't know what you mean, sir?"
Liu Qizhong spat a mouthful of blood in contempt.
Feng Chenyu curled up the corners of his lips and took a few steps forward.
"I don't have time to talk to you. I just want to know who is above you?"
"No comment."
Liu Qizhong closed his eyes, looking like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.
Looking at his bloody clothes, Feng Chenyu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he is indeed a man who is not afraid of death.
Then he turned and walked out.
Under Song Jiechu's guidance, Feng Chenyu went to another part of the prison, where he met Liang Ye, the second richest businessman in Ganzhou.
At this moment, he was sitting on the floor in the cell, looking distraught.
"Meet Mr. Liang."
Feng Chenyu raised his hand and said,
"I've always heard that your business acumen is like the eyes of an eagle. You can keenly perceive business opportunities in the bustling market and see business opportunities in the smallest details. You are a wise man in the business world. It would be a pity if you were killed like this!"
Liang Ye, who had probably thought he was about to be sentenced to death after entering the Dali Temple, only came to his senses at this moment.
He stared at Feng Chenyu with his small eyes.
"What do you mean?"
Feng Chenyu turned around and looked out the window, thinking,
"If you can confess truthfully and turn yourself in, you should be given a lighter sentence and avoid a severe punishment."
The days passed quietly, and as Fuyao's body slowly recovered, her condition also gradually improved.
Although Mrs. Tong rarely let her go out, she stayed with her every day.
Moreover, Shen Lingze, Cao Cang and others would come to visit from time to time.
Occasionally when she was alone, Fuyao would think of the man in black who saved her that day.
She felt that he seemed very familiar, and a name always flashed through her mind.
Sometimes I want to ask who saved me, but the words come to my lips and I take them back.
She was afraid, what if it wasn’t the case?
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