"You're not afraid of death?"

Feng Jiuqing coughed slightly and sat up with difficulty. Qin Huawu couldn't look at her and hurriedly reached out to help her.

Feng Jiuqing pushed him away gently without his help.

Qin Huawu had no choice but to retract her hand and said, "I'm still afraid of dying, but for an interesting person like you, I'm willing to do it."

"After all, if you die under peonies, being a ghost is also romantic."

Feng Jiuqing was speechless and choked.

She is not a young girl who has not yet left the court, and these words are not worthy of her blushing and heartbeat.

After soothing the pain on her collarbone, she said impatiently: "We have only met three times. It is unrealistic to think of a love-at-first-sight drama."

Qin Huawu looked at her with narrowed eyes and retorted, "If it's unrealistic, how can you say it's love at first sight?"

Feng Jiuqing couldn't talk to him, so she just shut up.

When Qin Huawu saw this, she stopped teasing and calmed down her expression.

"You were seriously injured that day, and I took you away as you were dying in front of King Sheng. So you don't have to worry about him chasing you, but his people are probably near the inn."

"The silly girl following you should be fine." Qin Huawu's words completely put her heart in her stomach.

Qin Huawu observed her expression for a long time and suddenly asked: "What is your relationship with Prince Sheng, Feng Jiuqing?"

This was the first time she called Feng Jiuqing by his name. His voice was deep and crisp, and even the name could be pronounced ambiguously.

Feng Jiu looked at him coldly.

Qin Huawu was helpless and did not dare to act like a monster. "I have no ill intentions. No matter what the rumors are, I will never tell them by hearsay. I only believe what I see."

Internal strength, but can't help but wonder if my charm has declined?

"Master Young Valley thinks highly of me."

Feng Jiuqing still had a cold face, but her tone was a little softer, "It's just a deal. I help him save people, and he lets me live."

"If you save people, should you save that stupid girl?" Qin Huawu touched her chin.

Isn’t this asking without knowing why?

"If this is really a deal, then you will suffer a big loss." Qin Huawu pointed to her wound and said, "You almost died in it."

"I want to save her, so I think she is worth it." Feng Jiuqing's tone was so matter-of-fact, and she had the air of a free and easy child.

Qin Huawu's eyes were more appreciative.

He thought for a while and said seriously: "No wonder you didn't leave Prince Sheng's Mansion."

"After saving people, I will leave." Feng Jiuqing rarely said more than a few words.

Qin Huawu pondered for a long time and looked at her with a strange expression, "With your current physical condition, King Sheng would let you leave so easily?"

Feng Jiuqing glanced at the injury casually and smiled indifferently, "I am no longer the princess. Even if I am dead, what does it have to do with him?"

Qin Huawu frowned fiercely.

Feng Jiuqing was seriously injured. When he took her pulse, he found that her muscles and veins were severed, her martial arts was disabled, and there were hidden diseases inside. More importantly, her pulse condition was abnormal...

But considering that Feng Jiuqing was also proficient in medical skills and that she already knew about his condition, it was useless for him to say more.

Qin Huawu sighed and cursed angrily: "It seems that the rumors are indeed correct. Prince Sheng is a heartless person."

Feng Jiuqing looked at him in surprise.

"What, what I said is wrong? Do you still want to defend him?" Qin Huawu asked, feeling a little uncomfortable being stared at.

Feng Jiuqing shook her head, but the corners of her lips were slightly curved. This rare and short-lived smile made Qin Huawu, who was lingering in the beauty's arms, stunned.

She laughed softly and said, "Young Master is really a strange person, with very good eyesight."

Qin Huawu coughed dryly and looked away in embarrassment.

…

The news that Feng Jiuqing was awake soon reached Nangong Ling's ears from the secret guard.

"Then Master Qin Shaogu said that the princess cannot get out of bed yet and needs to recuperate for a few more days."

Nangong Lingying frowned, not sure whether it was because of his words or because she was troubled by the contents of the secret letter in her hand.

His lips moved, but then he restrained himself.

The room was so quiet for a moment that you could hear your breathing.

When Nangong Ling spoke again, he didn't mention anything about Feng Jiuqing, "What clues can those people find?"

He was talking about the man in black who attacked Feng Jiuqing and Nangong Yue that day.

The secret guard led the way, An Yi jumped down from the beam, "My subordinates are incompetent and let those people run away."

Nangong Ling's expression was grim, "The opponent came prepared and left no trace. There are only a few people in court who can do this."

As soon as he heard this, the secret guard knew that there was something fishy about Nangong Ling Xizhong.

An An saw that Nangong Ling had no intention of blaming him, and couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, do we want to conduct a thorough investigation?"

"This is not a border crossing. Please do not act rashly."

Although Nangong Ling has great military exploits and is a fearful murderer for enemies at the border, the situation in the capital seems clear, but in fact it is complicated and complicated.

Even he cannot act rashly without sufficient power.

Just as he was about to say something, there was movement outside.

An Si came in with a complicated expression and whispered: "Prince Sheng, the princess and Miss Wanyu are here."

Nangong Ling was slightly startled.

…

Nangong Yue and Wiaoyu can't get along.

Ever since Feng Jiuqing took care of Nangong Yue, she had almost never seen Wan Yu.

Now outside the courtyard at the door, Nangong Yue was a little stunned when she saw a beautiful sister with a servant walking towards her.

"Zizhu, why are there other sisters in my brother's yard?"

Nangong Yue's brain capacity is not big, so she has already forgotten about this reclusive person.

Zizhu's throat tightened, and just when he was about to say something, the voices of several girls taking care of the potted plants in the yard were heard at this moment.

"Miss Wanyu is here again, serving carefully cooked porridge every day, and the prince does not refuse. I think the prince must like it very much."

"Isn't that right? I don't know where the king...that person has been these past two days. The prince is not in a hurry to look for him. He must be out of luck."

"That's right, even if the prince shows mercy, he will destroy that exotic enchantress sooner or later. After all, compared to her, Miss Wanyu is no better..."

"You are not allowed to speak ill of my sister-in-law!"

Just when Zizhu frowned more and more, Nangong Yue beside him exploded.

The maids were so frightened that they turned around and saw an angry Nangong Yue glaring at them.

"Princess, princess!"

The things in several people's hands suddenly fell to the floor.

They knelt down with a pop, their eyes panicked, trying to get through, "Slave, I don't dare to chew the princess's tongue..."

Nangong Yue was like a teapot that boiled water and became angry. She said angrily: "You lie! Liar!"

Although she heard it vaguely, her intuition was that they were speaking ill of Feng Jiuqing behind her back.

"Zizhu! Punish them!" Nangong Yue looked at Zizhu aggrievedly.

This silly girl still knows how to exercise her rights.

The slaves were miserable, and Zizhu was unhappy and was about to punish them.

"Whispering has met Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Chapter completed!