The doors and windows of the room were closed, the gauze curtains were hanging down, and the air was filled with a faint bitter smell of medicine.

The light was dim, and a half-resisting figure could be seen on the bed behind the gauze curtain.

Slim and graceful, like a tree of orchids, it is hard to hide its glory and bright moon!

Yun Qi was guarding the side, like a door god, with an exquisite baby face paralyzed, and his eyes were alert and sharp, shooting towards Fenghua—

Inch by inch, it seemed like she was about to penetrate her veil, peel off her face, and see through her person.

The expression under the veil of elegance was as normal, without any change, and he approached calmly.

Zhou Xinglin reluctantly stood up and pointed, "Miss should not be from my Medicine King Valley."

Under the light purple veil, the woman's voice was gorgeous and lazy, with a little loose smell, and it was clear, "I seem to have never said that I am from the Medicine King Valley."

“…”

indeed.

Zhou Xinglin closed his mouth gently and stopped talking.

Yun Qi, who was holding the sword around his chest, was unsheathed as Fenghua continued to approach——

"Why do girls hide their veils and not show their true faces?"

Yun Qi stopped crying coldly.

Fenghua stopped and said calmly, "Because I am ugly."

However, that casual tone has no intention of being ugly and inferior.

Yun Qi certainly doesn't believe it.

Behind the bed and gauze curtain, Ji Yu made a faint voice, with a faint command in his voice, "Yun Qi, the person who comes is a guest, so you must not be rude."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Yun Qi had no intention of reluctance and quickly withdrew the sword pointing at the woman in purple. His movements were so fast that it was almost impossible to see the trajectory of the sharp blade returning to the sheath.

Yun Qi retreated to one side and gently lifted the gauze curtain.

Behind the gauze curtain that was as thin as smoke, the young man was shrouded in a faint pearl light. He was wearing white clothes and was half leaning on the bed.

The black hair was spread out on her shoulders, leaning against the pillow, making her face look white and delicate, her lips were pale and without a trace of blood.

However, it did not hurt his charm at all.

Those eyes were as bright as the ink, and they raised them gently and looked over at them.

"Dare you ask the girl that she really has a way to cure the plague in Qinghe County?"

"Natural." Fenghua replied.

At the same time, her eyes were not aggressive and gently stroked between the man's eyebrows.

...I lost weight.

"Three days ago, someone said this to me. Does the girl know where he is now?" Ji Yu smiled lightly and asked her softly, but her tone was filled with a little momentum.

"Oh." Fenghua's tone was soft and speculated, "It was probably a mass grave outside the city."

“…”

"Or it was executed on the spot, and the body was sent to the incineration site, and like the people who died of the disease, it was burned to ashes."

As he said that, Fenghua chuckled, "What Your Highness wants to say is nothing more than that, I know everything."

She dragged her hand over the seat beside her, sat down, and said, "Please extend your hand."

“…”

Ji Yu glanced at her deeply, her pale lips pursed, and a hand stretched out from her wide white sleeves embroidered with exquisite dark patterns. Her wrist bones were weakened but delicate.

When the woman in purple was about to put her wrist on, Ji Yu suddenly reminded her, "Miss, when asking about the pulse, isn't there a silk handkerchief?"
Chapter completed!