"Ah Cheng, are you alright?"
"Qingcheng, are you alright?"
"Your Highness, are you alright?"
Ignoring their own injuries, the three of them all looked at Feng Qingcheng and asked her a question.
Feng Qingcheng was dumbfounded and shook her head.
Wu Fu and Nan Feng could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.
Long Moyuan slumped in his chair.
"princess."
"Your Highness."
"Third Young Master Zhuge".
The crowd rushed over and surrounded the three. Seeing that Wu Fu and Nan Feng were seriously injured, the ten Venerables immediately used their spiritual power to heal them.
However, they were not healers after all, and using spiritual power to heal the wounds was merely to restore their strength.
As for Long Moyuan, who has no spiritual power, they dare not easily heal him.
"Ah Cheng, it's so good that you're alright."
The once handsome young man was now barely clinging to life. A gentle smile appeared on his pale lips as crimson blood slowly oozed from his mouth, soon staining his lips red. He then slowly closed his eyes.
Feng Qingcheng felt so sorry for her.
Long Moyuan, who had no spiritual power, suffered such serious injuries for her sake, while she was endlessly cultivating with Wuming in the void!
Oh my god, this is so embarrassing!
She felt too ashamed to face anyone.
"Amo, I won't let anything happen to you." Feng Qingcheng hurriedly wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. "Dan Yue, the rest of you, lend me your spiritual power."
She didn't want to reveal her true strength yet, so she had to temporarily borrow the spiritual power of the others.
Dan Yue and her companions, along with ten Venerable Ones, all borrowed the spirits of the spirits.
Fortunately, examining Long Moyuan's body did not require much spiritual energy. After examining him, Feng Qingcheng discovered that Long Moyuan's health had deteriorated further and that he needed to use the flesh of a skeletal griffin to prepare medicinal pills.
It's a shame I didn't pick up one of the skeleton griffins earlier.
"Your Highness, how is the Prince?" Dan Yue asked anxiously.
"There should still be skeleton griffin corpses left inside the level. Can someone pick one up? I need its meat to refine pills."
Zhuge Nanfeng finally regained some strength and struggled to get up. "I'll go."
"Young Master Zhuge, you are too badly injured. I'm going now." After saying this, the Venerable of the Second Gate quickly entered the void.
"Qingcheng, how is this guy?" Nanfeng ran up to her and asked anxiously.
Feng Qingcheng was a little dumbfounded. Who is this guy?
"Qingcheng?"
Feng Qingcheng was trying hard to recall.
This handsome guy is quite good-looking. If Long Moyuan is the kind of handsome with an ascetic air, then he is the kind of handsome with a sunny, boyish charm.
How could she not remember such a handsome guy?
No, it's because the young lady doesn't remember; it's really not her fault.
If she were a rich girl, I guarantee she wouldn't forget.
Handsome men are so pleasing to the eye, the more the merrier, she promises to accept them all.
After much effort, Feng Qingcheng finally remembered. His name seemed to be Zhuge Nanfeng? Dongfeng? Anyway, it had "wind" in it.
The young lady used to call him Ah Feng?
He wasn't this handsome before.
Could it be because he went to the Xuantian Sect to cultivate, where the spiritual energy is abundant, making him more handsome?
"Qingcheng?"
"Huh?" Feng Qingcheng reacted, "A Yuan's internal injuries are too severe. He needs to take some medicine. His health was not good to begin with, and now he has suffered such severe internal injuries. I'm afraid he will have to stay in bed for some time."
Wu Fu cried, "It's all my fault for being incompetent and failing to protect you, Master."
"If you must blame someone, blame me. Don't blame yourself."
If she hadn't been trying to overcome the obstacle, she wouldn't have encountered this calamity.
I'm afraid the mastermind behind this whole thing is Feng Qingran!
And those big families!
Hmph, once she becomes powerful, she'll get her revenge one by one!
Nan Feng shamelessly stretched out his hand and laughed, "Qingcheng, I feel pain all over my body. It must be because I was badly injured in the battle with the magical beasts. Can you take a look at me? Do I need to take some medicine?"
"Young Master Zhuge, the Princess Consort is currently diagnosing our master's illness. Please do not disturb him for the time being, okay?" Mei Hua couldn't help but advise.
“Yes, Third Young Master, if you need to see a doctor, you should wait in line first,” Xi Liu also advised.
Nanfeng said, "You don't know how amazing Qingcheng is. She can multitask and treat several people at the same time."
"Ah Feng, give me your hand." Feng Qingcheng just wanted to get rid of this guy as soon as possible.
Nanfeng happily reached out her hand.
Qingcheng's hands are so soft and smell so good!
Qingcheng touched his hand.
I wish I could let her touch me like this forever!
So exciting!
Nanfeng felt as if she were floating on clouds, feeling dizzy and lightheaded!
He had tried many tricks before, deliberately making himself half-dead, but Qingcheng saw through his tricks at a glance and refused to treat him, which infuriated him.
Now, Qingcheng has changed.
Very good.
Zhuge Nanfeng stared at her intently.
She is beautiful from head to toe; she is beautiful no matter how you look at her.
His heart was beating faster and faster.
Why would someone as beautiful as Qingcheng marry a guy like Long Moyuan?
No, he has to find a way to snatch Qingcheng away from Long Moyuan!
"Ah Feng, you're all fired up and your heart is racing. You've got a terminal illness."
"What?" Nanfeng was so startled that she pulled her hand back and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. "Qingcheng, don't scare me."
He was full of enthusiasm just now, but now he feels cold all over, as if he were in an ice cave.
Feng Qingcheng handed him a bottle of medicine, saying, "Take this and you'll be fine."
Nanfeng immediately swallowed the entire bottle of medicine in one go.
Feng Qingcheng withdrew her spiritual power.
The group didn't lose any stars, which felt strange.
Feng Qingcheng explained, "When we refine the pills later, we will need to borrow spiritual energy again. Everyone may lose stars. I will try my best to protect your star levels."
"Your Highness, you must do your best. We are not afraid of losing stars."
"Yes, we were all trained by Master. Without Master, we wouldn't exist. Let alone losing stars, we wouldn't even bat an eye if we were to sacrifice ourselves for Master."
The guys in Prince An's mansion are all quite loyal.
Feng Qingcheng pushed Long Moyuan back into the room, but Nanfeng refused to leave, making Dan Yue and the others very anxious.
Nanfeng shamelessly said, "I don't care. I'm injured, and only the Princess can heal me. Go and arrange a guest room for me right away."
The group looked at Feng Qingcheng. Now that the prince was in a coma, she was the most powerful person in the Prince An's mansion.
"Let's do as the Third Young Master says."
Zhuge Sanshao was very pleased. Look, Qingcheng just can't bear to part with her.
He made up his mind: he would stay at the Prince An's residence to recuperate, and once he was fully recovered, he would go out to gain more experience.
As for home, it's fine not to go back.
Dan Yue and the others were furious, but they still did as instructed.
They knew all too well what kind of scheme Zhuge Sanshao was plotting. But they were, after all, servants, and couldn't disobey the princess. What if they angered her and she abandoned him?
"Your Highness, the Poison Sect has arrived. It is said that there is trouble on the Crown Prince's side." A moment later, Plum Blossom rushed in to report.
Feng Qingcheng covered Long Moyuan with the blanket and said, "I'll be right back. You take care of the prince and report back immediately if anything happens."
"Please rest assured, Your Highness."
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