Nangong Yue was like a trapped little animal, her eyes were closed, her head was covered in cold sweat, and she was whimpering. Her fingers tightly grasped Feng Jiuqing's wrist, making Feng Jiuqing unable to move.

"Spill it on her face." Feng Jiuqing couldn't get away, so she had to order.

The secret guard did not hesitate this time and splashed down.

After a while, the emotional Nangong Yue immediately calmed down and actually fell asleep.

The secret guards couldn't help but be surprised.

This medicine works so quickly!

Feng Jiuqing hurriedly put Nangong Yue back on the bed, and she breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of tiredness in her eyebrows.

When they turned around, the secret guards looked at each other, wondering whether they should ask what happened.

"Sister, what kind of medicine did you use on the princess that actually stimulated her?"

At this moment, Wan Yu spoke up seemingly worriedly.

Feng Jiu didn't give her a single glance.

She looked at the secret guard with cold eyes, "I seem to have said that no one can disturb you."

The secret guards were shocked.

Feng Jiuqing continued: "It seems that Nangong Ling does not value Yue'er as much as he thought, and actually let you abandon Yue'er's life without caring about it."

Dark Wei Likui.

Feng Jiuqing had already said: "Seeing off the guests, it is not convenient for outsiders to know what happened today."

The words of an outsider made the secret guards all look at the wise man standing in the room.

The hands hidden in the sleeves of the joke tightened, and the eyes turned red, looking aggrieved: "Sister, I am also concerned..."

"Oh, I forgot, this is the future princess."

Seeing their hesitation, Feng Jiuqing looked like she suddenly realized, "But we haven't passed the door yet. We are outsiders after all. We'd better see the guests off, Yue'er needs to rest."

The secret guard then turned around to invite Miaoyu, "Miss Miaoyu, please come back."

"Sister, why are you trying to make excuses like this? When I get back, I won't take a peek at you. Your medical skills are just that."

Tears of grievance fell from Miaoyu's eyes.

This look of pity makes people feel pity in their hearts.

Feng Jiuqing folded her arms and looked at the weak Liu Fufeng's back. She felt panicked even after looking at it for a second.

She sat back down on the bedside of Nangong Yue, who was sleeping soundly. Just as she was about to touch her head comfortingly, she found that her palms and wrists were bloody and bloody.

Yue'er lost control and dug it out.

The situation was urgent just now and she couldn't care less. Now she saw it and felt the pain from the wound.

The secret guard naturally spotted him and didn't know how to speak for a moment.

At this point, who has any reason to suspect that she wants to harm Nangong Yue?

It was at this moment that Zizhu hurried in.

Seeing Nangong Yue sleeping soundly, and then looking at Feng Jiuqing, she finally gave her a handkerchief with distress and gently pressed the scratched wounds.

"Princess, please be patient, I will bring you some medicine to stop the bleeding."

After that, he hurried out again.

Feng Jiuqing pressed the wound hastily and didn't take it to heart.

She raised her eyelids, looked at the secret guard who was still in the room, and said slowly, "The witty words are actually good. I am indeed stimulating Yue'er."

The secret guard frowned.

One person said: "The prince should have told the princess not to irritate the princess."

"Is it him who treats the disease or I who treat the disease?" Feng Jiuqing sneered, leaned back and said, "I am Yue'er's doctor."

"I will report today's events to the prince truthfully."

"Please." Feng Jiuqing said calmly.

The secret guard was speechless and choked.

Also, Feng Jiuqing now dares to drink calming powder even for the prince, so how can she be afraid of this threat?

"Then Princess, can you tell me what treatment method you used on the princess?" The secret guard thought for a while, but still didn't give up.

"Well, I can't explain clearly." Feng Jiuqing narrowed her eyes, her sharp eyes revealing his inner thoughts.

The smile on her lips became even more sarcastic, "After all, what about the long-lost evil arts?"

The secret guard lowered his head angrily and left.

…

Wan Yu came out of Fengqiyuan with an extremely dark complexion.

Qiu Chan was beaten to pieces by the secret guard, and she felt very angry.

"Miss...Mr." Wiaoyu glanced at her, and she hurriedly changed her words, "Something must have happened to Nangong Yue!"

She reasoned in a low voice: "This fool is not in his right mind. Feng Jiuqing must have stimulated her in the room just now, otherwise she wouldn't have screamed like she was completely crazy."

"I just don't know what method Feng Jiuqing used. No matter what, it should have failed. In this case, there is no need for you to take action."

Wan Yu glanced at a few palace maids passing by in the distance and scolded, "Be careful what you say."

Qiu Chan hurriedly lowered his head and shut up.

If Nangong Yue is really dead, it means that he got it without any effort, and Feng Jiuqing, who made all this happen, will definitely die without a burial place.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Wiaoyu thought for a while and said, "Let's go to Brother Ling's place."

…

As soon as Nangong Ling returned to the mansion, he heard that Miss Miao, the maid in the courtyard, was waiting for him.

He was confused and walked quickly into the front of the hall.

Seeing Miaoyu's worried face, he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, saying: "Brother Ling, something happened to Yue'er."

Nangong Ling's expression suddenly darkened and she asked urgently: "What's going on?"

"I went to Fengqi Courtyard today to see how Yue'er was doing." Miaoyu said quickly, "Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the gate of the compound, I heard Yue'er's screams coming from inside."

"I am also a doctor, and I can tell at a glance that Yue'er has been stimulated." Miaoyu said while looking at Nangong Ling's face.

Seeing his brows darken again, he was very satisfied, and then he said aggrievedly: "I opened the door to stop him, but my sister kicked me out because I was an outsider."

Speaking of this, she frowned and said seriously: "Sister must be eager to seek medical treatment and stimulate Yue'er. Given Yue'er's condition, she should rest and take her time. If this continues..."

"I'll go find her." Nangong Ling had already spoken.

As soon as Miaoyu saw it, he hurriedly chased after him and said: "Brother Ling, don't be angry, my sister also has good intentions... cough cough!"

These two fragile coughs made Nangong Ling pause.

Qiu Chan stepped forward to help her and said, "Miss, it's windy outside. Let's go back. Let the prince handle the princess's affairs."

"It doesn't matter, I can relieve Brother Ling's worries, it's worth it." Miaoyu smiled weakly.

Nangong Ling's expression softened by two or three points, and she was no longer in a hurry to go to Fengqiyuan. She turned around and said warmly to her: "Yu'er, your body is important, go back."

Wan Yu smiled affectionately and said, "Thank you, Brother Ling, for your concern."

The master and servant helped her back, and Nangong Ling stared at her back, her eyes darkened, and then she quickly walked towards Fengqiyuan.

As soon as he reached the archway, a secret guard appeared from the darkness and whispered something into his ear.

Nangong Ling's eyes flickered slightly, and although her face was calm, most of the anger in her eyes had dissipated.

"Slave Shen..." When a group of maids from Fengqiyuan saw Nangong Ling suddenly appearing at the door, they were so frightened that they hurriedly saluted.
Chapter completed!