"It's okay, Master Jiu just takes the medicine on time." Feng Jiuqing regained her indifferent expression.

Nangong Ling looked at the interaction between the two and frowned, but said nothing.

He left first, and Feng Jiuqing had to follow.

Dong Yi took over the follow-up matters, but couldn't help but think in his heart that the relationship between the two was not simple.

But he had never heard that King Sheng had met that confidante?

…

Nangong Ling had no place to live in Huacheng, so Dong Yi thoughtfully arranged for him a house that he only lived in for a few days throughout the year.

But no one pays attention to where they live.

"Qin Huawu didn't go with you, why are you in Huacheng?"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Nangong Ling asked quietly.

Feng Jiuqing looked up and down at this huge room, and returned to the palace in a trance.

"If you doubt me, then ask directly." She said coldly, "Why did you bring me here?"

Nangong Ling looked at her silently.

Suddenly he said: "I believe you have nothing to do with this matter."

Feng Jiuqing was stunned. These words really didn't look like they would come out of Nangong Ling's mouth. But at this moment, instead of breathing a sigh of relief, she only felt ridiculous.

"You don't have to be duplicitous. If you didn't have any doubts, you wouldn't have brought me here." She mocked.

Nangong Ling pursed her thin lips, and after a long time, she finally said: "It's not safe to come to the border. The barbarians and the Western Region are making new moves. You have a special status, so it's not safe to appear here."

Feng Jiuqing looked at him in surprise and smiled teasingly.

"So you're trying to say you brought me here to protect me?"

Nangong Ling choked.

From Feng Jiuqing's expression, he could tell that she didn't trust him at all.

But he couldn't refute it.

He was the one who wanted her life again and again.

Although, this was not his intention...

After Feng Jiuqing left the palace, he knew for the first time what it meant to be worried, and he was even more certain that in his heart, Feng Jiuqing was different.

But it's too late.

"Send me back. I don't need King Sheng's protection, and King Sheng has no reason to worry about me."

Feng Jiuqing put away her sneer and regained her indifference, "I don't know these things, so you don't need to waste your time on me."

Nangong Ling felt bitter in his heart. He lowered his eyes at the table and could not see any change on his face.

"I won't let you leave."

When she looked up again, Nangong Ling's eyes became darker.

He looked at Feng Jiuqing's cold expression and hid a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

Everything seems to be back to the beginning.

He hated her at the beginning, so he used strong methods to detain her. Now in order to protect her, he could only use this strong method again.

"Whether you have anything to do with this or not, because of your special status, you cannot appear in front of others these days."

Nangong Ling's expression was cold.

"Nangong Ling, you!" Feng Jiu suppressed the curse that came to her lips, and she was so angry that it was difficult to find new words.

"An Qi." Nangong Ling ignored her hateful gaze and called out.

A familiar figure appeared in front of Feng Jiuqing.

Nangong Ling ordered: "Keep an eye on the princess these days."

An Qi looked up blankly.

"Who is the princess? Let's get married!" Feng Jiuqing pointed at him and said angrily.

Nangong Ling was silent for a long time, and finally said embarrassedly, "Look at Feng Jiuqing."

"Yes." An Qi responded, but he was thinking about one thing.

There is still only one candidate for the princess in the prince's heart...

At the same time, before Huacheng went into lockdown for strict investigation, the only person from the Western Regions who fled back in embarrassment soon brought important news to Huoyu City.

After Mo Yutian, the lord of Fire Feather City, got the portrait of a beautiful girl in his hand, his deep eyes suddenly became hot.

His eyes were gloomy, "I didn't get the sword back, so why don't you let me get some more useful news for the master?"

…

Feng Jiuqing made Nangong Ling angry and left, but she was not very happy.

Because the house was heavily guarded, it was visible from everywhere.

Feng Jiuqing was in a normal mood and could only talk to An Qi, "An Qi, how is Yue'er?"

This is the only thing she cares about.

"Princess, the princess will arrive in Huacheng in a few days." An Qi replied.

His attitude was the same as before, and even his name remained unchanged.

Feng Jiuqing held her chin and sighed, "I am no longer the princess. We are divorced. Who should your princess be in the future?"

Feng Jiuqing didn't even want to mention the name of the joke.

"The reason why Yue'er came is because it's not safe anymore?" Feng Jiuqing guessed again.

In the past, Nangong Ling would keep Nangong Yue in the court, but now he suddenly took her away, obviously because he was worried that Nangong Yue's memory recovery would be known to outsiders.

But it also indirectly proves that the situation in the capital has become even more tense.

"Yes. Your Majesty, these days are not easy." An Qi picked the one he could answer and said.

After a pause, he suddenly said: "This time there is something going on with the barbarians. The prince is here for this matter, but this time he did not bring Miss Wanyu."

All he had to do was say openly that Nangong Ling was suspicious of the wise words.

Feng Jiuqing didn't understand the meaning.

Just because she had been unconscious for too long and completely ignored what happened in the palace after waking up, she naturally had no idea that Nangong Ling's attitude towards Miaoyu had changed.

She snorted softly, "Your prince is very considerate and would not let her suffer in a place like this."

An Qi fell silent.

At this moment, two maids aged fifteen or sixteen suddenly walked in from outside the courtyard.

An Qi looked over warily.

Feeling the pressure, the maid immediately lowered her head and said timidly: "Sir, His Highness Prince Sheng ordered us to come here. He said that this girl was injured and asked us to deliver medicine to her."

As he said that, he quietly glanced at Feng Jiuqing.

Feng Jiuqing was stunned.

Only then did An Qi notice a blood mark on the side of her neck.

Feng Jiu reluctantly touched it and took a breath of cold air, remembering where the injury came from.

The Westerner attacked her earlier and accidentally scratched her neck, but the situation was urgent, so she didn't take it to heart, and later forgot about it.

Who knew Nangong Ling would notice these details?

The maid said softly: "Miss Feng, please wipe it clean for you."

Another maid immediately took out the medicine and said, "After wiping it clean, apply some medicine and there won't be any scars."

Feng Jiuqing looked at the bottle of medicine coldly. Just when the two maids didn't know what to do, she finally said, "Put the medicine here, I can do it myself."

She would not embarrass the two maids, but whether Nangong Ling gave it to her personally or asked the two maids to hand it over to her, she would not accept it.

The maids looked at each other for a moment, knowing that there was no need to discuss, so they could only silently agree and go down.

An Qi glanced at Feng Jiuqing, but didn't say anything to persuade her.

That night.

General Dong Yi was extremely busy, but he finally gained something.

The spies who have sneaked into the city are indeed mainly concentrated in those who have entered the city in the past half month.

Just when he was satisfied, the sound of hurried footsteps approached.

"General Dong, the post station outside the city was suddenly attacked!"
Chapter completed!