"Jiu'er."

Faced with Man Yue's question, Feng Xiye said nothing and instead focused on Feng Jiuqing.

The weather is getting colder, and Feng Jiuqing's body is no longer what it used to be after being tortured by the love poison. It's not even the coldest time yet, but her hands and feet always feel cold.

Even now, lying under the warm sun, I can't help but add a fox fur coat to prevent me from shivering in the biting cold wind.

"What's going on? If you don't know, you'd think I'm dead."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Feng Xiye was extremely sensitive to this sentence. Feng Jiuqing felt something was wrong and opened her eyelids slightly.

She has taken life and death very lightly, and does not think death is a terrible thing.

"What's your expression? Did I tell you right?" Feng Xiye's bitter expression made Feng Jiuqing feel like he was about to cry, "Isn't that what you want? You don't have to worry anymore.

There’s no need to bother sending people to kill me.”

Feng Xiye opened her mouth, not knowing how to refute.

After a long while, he hesitated and said, "I won't do it again in the future."

He squatted beside Feng Jiuqing's recliner and looked up at her with extremely sincere eyes. "I really won't do it anymore. I won't kill you again. If you like to go to court, I will let you go every day."

Can we all go?"

He thought he could be cold-blooded, but a person's emotions are really not that easy to control. He only knew that he didn't want Feng Jiuqing to leave.

Feng Jiuqing yawned and became irritated when she thought about having to watch those arrogant old scholars quarreling every day.

"Forget it, I won't go. It's just a matter of going to court. Aren't you still the master of the Western Region? Are you willing to return everything in your hands to me?"

She looked at him steadily with her light blue eyes, waiting for his answer.

He hesitated for a while, and Feng Jiuqing already knew the answer, "Okay, it's just my imagination. Since I can't bear to hand over anything, I shouldn't imitate others' promise easily."

"Fu Yue, send Mr. Feng out. I want to take a nap for a while."

The full moon was waiting for Feng Jiuqing's words, "Master Feng, please, the young master needs to rest."

Feng Xiye opened her mouth, but in the end, no words came out, and she turned around and walked outside.

After he stepped out of the yard with one foot, he took it back and said, "Jiu'er, I'll ask Sherman to come over every day to nurse you back to health."

"No need, I know my own body."

The pulse showed everything, she probably didn't have a few more years to live.

"No, you listen to me." Before Feng Jiuqing could continue to refuse, he went out.

Man Yue closed the courtyard door and came back cursing, "Is he crazy? He is obviously not a good person, yet he still comes to show off in front of the young master. That's why he is going to die."

Feng Jiuqing just smiled and said nothing.

Early the next morning, Sherman came over as expected.

"Young Master, are you feeling well these days?"

"fine."

I often feel very weak and cannot sleep well at night.

"That's good. Actually, I think my method is still not suitable to help the young master regulate his body. He should drink some tonics like Da Yanchao did."

He frowned a little distressedly, "It's a pity that I don't understand this either. I'll figure it out after I study for a while."

Feng Jiuqing still couldn't understand what he meant.

"I know, I understand. It's just that I understand my own body. It's meaningless to hang it with expensive medicine. It's better to just leave it like this."

She didn't want to spend so much time and work in vain.

"Little Lord……"

"Okay, stop talking. Don't tell wet nurse and Man Yue about this. They are the only two relatives I have in this world. I don't want to make them sad."

"Okay." Sherman was silent for a long time, nodded, turned around, packed his things and went out.

"How is it, young master?"

Man Yue began to feel a little worried, so Feng Jiuqing locked her out of the house, not letting her hear Sherman's final results.

"Young master is in good health, little girl Man Yue, don't worry."

"Sherman, please don't lie to me." Her eyes were red. Even though she had not been with Feng Jiuqing all these years, she knew that she had suffered a lot in the Great Yan Dynasty.

"It's really okay. If you don't believe me, go ask your young master."

Sherman was a little unable to resist Man Yue's questioning, so he carried the box and ran out of the yard as if running away.

When Feng Jiuqing came out, she saw Man Yue's eyes were red and she couldn't shed tears. She stretched out her hand to lift Man Yue's face and pretended to be relaxed, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, who bullied my family, Man Yue, tell me and I will help you."

Teach her a lesson."

Man Yue sniffed, with a bright red face, "Young Master, please stop making fun of me. Since Young Master is not sick, why did Feng Xiye ask Sherman to come and see your body in person?"

"Maybe I want to know how long I can live." Feng Jiuqing said half-seriously.

"Bah, bah, bah, young master, don't talk nonsense. A kind and good person like the young master should live a long life."

"Do you think I'm an old witch? Well, I'm really fine. I just feel cold lately."

Seeing the full moon but wanting to continue asking, she looked up at the sky and stretched, "The weather is nice today. The full moon will go and move my young master's chair out. I want to bask in the sun."

"good."

Watching Man Yue trotting in to move a chair, the smile on Feng Jiuqing's face gradually disappeared.

He stretched out his hand to block the dazzling sunlight, "It's actually not that miserable."

At least she lived so much longer than the average short-lived ghost.

"Feng Jiuqing!" Ge Ling'er stood in Feng Jiuqing's yard with her hands on her hips, her face filled with anger, and her face was bulging with anger, like a pufferfish.

If she hadn't had trouble with Feng Jiuqing, Feng Jiuqing would still think that this little girl was lively and cute.

"What are you doing?" Feng Jiuqing's face was calm, and he looked at her as if he were looking at an ignorant child.

The look in his eyes was exactly the same as that of her father Ge Shan. It was like a spark thrown into dry firewood, which ignited Ge Ling'er's anger.

"Don't look at me like that."

"Oh, then what are you doing here today?"

Her expression was too indifferent, and even her tone of voice was indifferent. Ge Ling'er seemed to have hit cotton with a heavy punch.

"Did you scold my father when you went to court?"

It turned out that this was the incident. It had been several days. If Ge Ling'er hadn't suddenly barged in and said this sentence, Feng Jiuqing would have almost forgotten it.

"Yes, that's also because your father said something he shouldn't have said."

Feng Jiuqing's eyes were bright, and her face seemed to become more dazzling in the sun, which made Ge Ling'er even dazzle.

"You...you are talking nonsense. My father is not thinking about you. Don't even think about staying by Brother Xiye's side. I will find a way to get him back."

Perhaps she was used to soft-spoken words like Wanyu, and seeing a girl like Ge Ling'er who only knew how to speak harshly, she even found it a bit interesting. It would be better if she could use it.

She waved to Ge Linger.
Chapter completed!