Yaowang Valley takes medicine as its own responsibility, teaches its disciples to aim at hanging pots to help the world, and allows them to travel around the world, but the owner of the valley often rarely leaves the valley.

Just because Yaowang Valley is full of peaches and plums, whether it is in the Jianghu or officialdom, they are all infiltrated. If Yaowang Valley is deeply involved in the turmoil and maintains a neutral position, trouble will inevitably occur.

Qin Huawu left the valley this time for something important, and she came here to get rid of a liar who was using the name of Yaowang Valley to defraud.

Now that the matter that needs to be resolved is settled, this disciple naturally asked Qin Huawu about his intentions.

"No rush." ​​Qin Huawu shook her head slightly, thoughtfully.

The maid hesitated, "Young Master, is it for that Miss Feng?"

"I am very interested in her medical skills, and the person makes me even more interested."

Qin Huawu squinted her peach blossom eyes and took a sip of a drink. "I have never seen a woman as beautiful as her. She is as good-looking as me, and good-looking people naturally want to play together."

The maid lowered her head, speechless and choked.

This is the problem with their young master, he can't walk when he sees a good-looking person!

Feng Jiuqing didn't know that she was being targeted by Qin Huawu, so she brought Nangong Yue in through the palace gate with no one to stop her.

Feng Jiuqing was simply happy and asked Zizhu to take care of Nangong Yue, and then started tinkering with other medicinal materials.

It was approaching evening, and dinner had already been served, but no one had yet delivered the meal.

Feng Jiuqing was still brought back to her senses by the thunder in her stomach.

"Why hasn't Zizhu prepared dinner yet?"

When she opened the door in confusion, she saw two secret guards guarding the door.

When their eyes met, the two secret guards had cold faces and a business-like tone——

"Princess, because you took the princess out of the palace without permission, the prince ordered you to be placed under house arrest for one night, and no one was allowed to send you dinner."

Feng Jiuqing listened silently and sneered, "Take the message for me, be careful!"

After saying that, he slammed the door back and closed it.

The two secret guards looked at each other and touched their noses that were almost broken, hesitating whether to say anything.

If you don't eat for one night, you won't starve to death.

Speaking of which, she deserved it. All the money was spent on fantasy flowers, and she even forgot to leave any money for herself to buy cakes.

But who is she doing this for?

Feng Jiuqing suffered a loss and couldn't help but cursed Nangong Ling's dog man, but she was still upset in her heart.

Is she someone who just says she will suffer a loss?

Too hungry to sleep in the middle of the night, Feng Jiuqing simply continued to prepare the medicine.

After groping for a long time, she looked at the half stick of fragrant phantom pollen left. She squinted and thought for a moment, and came up with a plan.

She opened the door again.

The secret guard outside the door was loyal. When he saw her, he immediately warned: "Princess, please stop, don't embarrass us."

Feng Jiuqing raised her chin slightly and sneered: "I'm looking for your prince."

"This..." The secret guard hesitated.

"This matter has something to do with your princess."

She said coldly: "If you want your princess to return to normal as soon as possible, please don't waste your time."

The secret guard nodded and left one person behind while the other went to report the news.

In this room, looking at the secret guard who was kneeling at his feet and repeating Feng Jiuqing's words, Nangong Ling hesitated for a while, "Did she really say that?"

"Yes." The secret guard lowered his head.

Nangong Ling has no doubt about it.

Feng Jiuqing came to see him once today. I'm afraid it also concerns Nangong Yue, but with her temperament, how could she not resist after being starved for a whole night?

While his brain was still thinking, Nangong Lingren had already stood up. Even if this trip was deceptive, he would go there for Nangong Yue.

Feng Jiuqing counted the time, but it only took half a stick of incense, and there were shadows outside.

She knew someone was coming when she heard the secret guard's greeting of "I'm here to see you, Your Majesty."

"It came very quickly." Feng Jiuqing put down the empty tea cup.

Nangong Ling pushed the door open and walked in. He heard her voice and said in a deep voice, "I hope you have a suitable reason for me to come here."

"Yue'er is the reason, isn't it enough?" Feng Jiuqing sneered. She didn't mince words and went straight to the point. "Yue'er's dementia is not that simple. Is it caused by excessive sadness after the death of the mother-in-law?"

She just asked tentatively, and Nangong Ling's eyes darkened and he shouted: "Did you mention this in front of Yue'er?"

Seeing that he was nervous, Feng Jiuqing sat on the same spot, holding her chin up and not moving.

"Of course not, I don't want to irritate her."

As soon as Feng Jiuqing finished speaking, Nangong Ling had already walked up to her, condescendingly speaking.

"Just remember. If you can't cure her, don't let her condition get serious, otherwise I will make your life worse than death!"

"Oh, I'm so scared." Feng Jiuqing also snorted and mocked, "How do you want me to live worse than death? Give up my martial arts or break my veins? Are there any other methods?"

In the end, I didn't really care.

Nangong Ling's heart sank, and she suddenly became furious and grabbed Feng Jiuqing's fragile neck.

"Are you happy to make me angry? Feng Jiuqing, you know it's easy for me to take care of you."

Feng Jiuqing felt the hands tightening around her neck, but her eyes became more and more shining. She was not afraid at all.

"I also tell you Nangong Ling, the only person who can really make Yue'er return to normal is me."

Nangong Ling hesitated for a few moments, and finally waved her hand away.

Feng Jiuqing got enough oxygen again, coughed heavily, and the corners of her eyes were stained red, but she smiled, but the suppressed blush on her pale face still added a certain vulnerability.

Nangong Ling lowered her eyes, and the ice in her eyes seemed to have been melted away by anger.

"I'm not leaving you alive just to let you provoke me."

"It doesn't sound like you want to kill me at any time." Feng Jiuqing rubbed her red neck. Don't worry, there will definitely be bruised finger marks tomorrow.

Nangong Ling rolled up her sleeves and snorted, "It's good that you are self-aware."

Feng Jiuqing asked again: "I came here just to know the cause of Concubine Mei's death."

Nangong Ling didn't get angry again this time, but his voice was cold to the bone: "The secrets of the royal family have nothing to do with you. You just need to do what you should do, and don't talk too much when you shouldn't ask."

Feng Jiuqing rolled her eyes at him and didn't hide it.

"Whether you believe it or not, Yue'er is not stupid because of heartbreak. She may have seen something and been stimulated, which is why she is like this."

Only then did Nangong Ling look at her, his eyes heavy and full of doubts: "How... do you know?"

Feng Jiu is a spy, but it is impossible to have anything to do with her.

Feng Jiuqing took out a paper bag from the box and raised her eyes at him coldly.

Nangong Ling frowned and subconsciously leaned over to take a closer look.

But at this moment, Feng Jiuqing's eyes flashed and suddenly became sharp.

Nangong Ling was experienced in many battles. He sensed danger and reacted quickly, so he grabbed her wrist tightly.

But he never expected that the paper bag would open as soon as he shook it, and a rich aroma would hit his face.

"Feng Jiuqing..." He gritted his teeth and stared directly at the woman. However, his thinking soon became slow and he lost any strength in his hands.

Before the words were finished, the man fell down.
Chapter completed!