When Nangong Ling heard this, she didn't ask any more questions and just said, "Then let's stew some more cold-dispelling soup."

The boss immediately took the order.

Inside the carriage, although Feng Jiuqing had been feeling groggy all day after having a fever, she could still feel that the carriage had stopped.

At this time, I opened the curtain and heard Nangong Ling's words.

"Princess, you've got off the carriage. Let's take a rest here today." An Qi immediately appeared outside the carriage and wanted to help Feng Jiuqing.

In the end, Feng Jiuqing showed weakness and let An Qi help her get out of the carriage.

The shopkeeper stared at the two carriages.

At this moment, a female family member with a different style but a slightly delicate appearance came down, and she immediately understood who the cold-dispelling soup was for.

As a result, Feng Jiuqing was arranged into a room, and the shop owner immediately sent her a bowl of hot chicken soup.

Wiaoyu naturally saw all this and frowned immediately.

The mountains were covered with heavy snow, and the only old hen in this inn was in Feng Jiuqing's bowl.

She pretended not to know and said falsely: "Brother Ling, it seems that the princess's sister's illness is getting worse and worse. Why don't you let Yu'er take your sister's pulse?"

"She brought it upon herself." Nangong Ling snorted, paused, and then said, "She can't die."

Isn't it impossible to die? When she broke her hamstring, she could still sew the wound herself!

What does this little fever mean?

But that night, there was no movement from Feng Jiuqing's room, which still made Nangong Ling unable to help but feel distracted.

He asked the innkeeper to add two baskets of charcoal fire to Feng Jiuqing's room.

Feng Jiuqing was in a daze that night, feeling the temperature in the room rise and she was sweating again. The next day, her eyes became clearer due to the rain.

"Princess." An Qi saw her open her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Jiuqing was still a little weak all over, but her spirit was much better.

When he saw that there was more charcoal fire in the house, he couldn't help but joke, "I just said, why is it so warm? An Qi, whose charcoal fire did you steal?"

An Qi didn't think it was a joke, so he said seriously: "The prince asked the inn to arrange these."

Feng Jiuqing's eyes flickered slightly, then she looked at the inn, and suddenly said: "Go and open the window to let in some ventilation."

An Qi was puzzled, "The princess's fever has not completely subsided. Is this inappropriate?"

"I've been bored here all night. If I don't get some fresh air, I will be suffocated to death." Feng Jiuqing rubbed her head.

An Qi immediately nodded in response.

As soon as I opened the window, the cold wind outside mixed with a piece of snowflakes fell in from the window sill.

Feng Jiuqing glanced outside and saw such a world covered in silver.

She sighed: "If the matter in Lingshui County had not been resolved quickly, I am afraid that at this time, more people would have died."

An Qi glanced at her secretly, and her original prejudiced surprise was no longer in her heart.

"Thanks to the princess for developing the antidote in time."

Feng Jiuqing yawned lazily and did not take these words seriously.

At this moment, there was a symbolic knock on the door outside, and soon someone came in without the consent of the people inside.

When Feng Jiuqing turned around, she saw Nangong Ling standing at the door with her hands behind her back, and a witticism behind her.

The few people looked at each other, An Qi left first, Feng Jiuqing and Nangong Ling did not speak.

The punch line was a considerate one: "Sister Princess, please don't be unhappy. You are so seriously ill. You'd better let me check the pulse of Sister Princess."

"I'm almost healed." Feng Jiuqing refused without hesitation, "I just need to rest for two days."

Nangong Ling finally said, "You'd better cooperate and don't delay my schedule."

Feng Jiuqing was amused, "If you are afraid of delay, just take the others and leave on your own. Are you still afraid of me and afraid that I will run away?"

Nangong Ling's face darkened.

He strode forward, and Feng Jiuqing stared at him defensively, but the only thing she could do was stare at him.

Want to resist?

Nangong Ling directly tapped her acupuncture points, making Feng Jiuqing unable to move.

"Nangong Ling!" Feng Jiuqing gritted her teeth in anger.

"You should know that I have no patience with you." Nangong Ling sneered.

Wiaoyu looked at his back blankly, with a slight smile on his face, the smile froze.

Although Nangong Ling's behavior seemed overbearing and unreasonable, he was imposing his own will on Feng Jiuqing.

But as a woman, she had a premonition.

Nangong Ling is clearly caring about Feng Jiuqing!

But...which part of this went wrong?

Is it because Feng Jiuqing solved the problem in Lingshui County, or something...

"Yu'er, come here and check her pulse." Nangong Ling's deep voice interrupted his thinking.

Miaoyu quickly came back to his senses and quickly organized his thoughts, not daring to reveal any flaws.

This time she didn't act like a monster. After diagnosing Feng Jiu's pulse, she immediately said, "Brother Ling, there really isn't much of a problem with the princess."

"If you take medicine, you will get better faster. If you don't take medicine, you can get better after just a few days of rest."

Nangong Ling then released the acupuncture points for Feng Jiuqing.

Feng Jiuqing looked humiliated and raised her hand to slap her.

But the strength in her hand was soft, so Nangong Ling subconsciously raised her hand and grabbed her slender and hot hand.

Nangong Ling's mind flashed, and by comparison, he realized that Feng Jiuqing's body temperature was very high, and her wrists were slender and limp.

This is completely different from the "hard-headed" person who used to be so angry that he would kill people all day long.

"What do you want to do?" His eyes flickered slightly and his voice became hoarse.

Feng Jiuqing gritted her back teeth and held back a sentence for a long time, "Since you want me to get better faster, well, why don't you prepare a ginger hot water bath for me? I want to take a bath!"

Nangong Ling stared at him seriously for a long time, then said: "Yes."

When Wiaoyu standing aside saw Nangong Ling's cold but responsive answer, his whole heart trembled.

Is this something that Nangong Ling would have promised Feng Jiuqing in the past?

Why didn't she notice Nangong Ling's changes before?

She gritted her teeth and praised the idea calmly, but little did she know that a bloody hole was almost dug out of her palm by her fingernails.

She must do something more!

…

The shopkeeper was very surprised.

Because Nangong Ling and others agreed to stay for only one night, but they added one day's accommodation fee, and Nangong Ling was so generous, how could he not be happy?

This is more than he earns in a year!

And the people under Nangong Ling were also the most disciplined he had ever seen.

Although they all looked fierce, nothing unexpected happened.

Instead, they encountered a wild boar that suddenly broke out of the mountains this morning, and they took care of it for him.
Chapter completed!