The Peasant Girl's Glory

Chapter 129 Returning to Beijing
"Where's Duan Sheng? Did he come back with him?"

"Mr. Duan has to take care of the injured Prince along the way, so he also returned to Beijing together."

Shen Furong nodded, and with her, a genius doctor watching, it is estimated that the prince would not easily report to the Palace of Hell.

"What did the eldest son bring?"

Li Yeyu nodded, moved closer to Shen Furong, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, the eldest son, has a high fever and keeps calling the name of Miss Feng Qi..."

Shen Furong raised her eyebrows and looked at Li Yeyu.

She didn't hide the matter of Feng Qi's suspended death from Yue Yue and Li Yeyu, and the two of them were Xiao Tianmo, so it's not surprising that Xiao Tianmo knew about it.

Just what does Xiao Tianmo mean by saying this?
Could it be that you want her to match up and let Feng Qi meet the prince?
But Feng Qi managed to escape with a fake death, how could she be willing to fall into it again?
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In an inn on the outskirts of Beijing, Prince Yan Zifeng was suffering from a high fever, and was lying on the bed murmuring.

In the dream, the scenes switched from time to time.

After a while, he and Feng Qi met for the first time, and he robbed Feng Qi of the red silk used to dance.

After a while, it was the first night of Feng Qi's auction. When he arrived in time, Feng Qi lowered his eyes and said shyly, "I'm very happy that you can come...".

After a while, Feng Qi grabbed his sleeve again and said to him with tears: "His Royal Highness...Feng Qi's heart hurts too much... In the next life... May we never meet again..."

……

At this moment, Yan Zifeng's handsome face was flushed, covered with dense tiny beads of sweat, and he kept mumbling:
"Feng Qi... Feng Qi... No... Don't... Don't leave me..."

……

When Feng Qi pushed open the door and came in, she saw Yan Zifeng, whose face was flushed, and she kept muttering her name. She suddenly felt nervous, and hurriedly walked to the bed.

Yan Zifeng on the bed closed his eyes tightly, his sword brows knitted into a curve, his entire face turned red due to the high fever, his consciousness was unclear, and he kept murmuring in a low voice:

"Feng Qi, don't go, don't leave me, okay..."

Feng Qi quickly grabbed his hot hand, "His Royal Highness, I'm here, I'm here..."

Xu is the voice that is too familiar, it is the voice that he haunts dreams, Yan Zifeng struggled to open his eyes, "Feng Qi, are you really back?"

His voice was light, with a hint of joy and caution in his words.

Feng Qi nodded and replied in a soft voice: "It's me, His Royal Highness, you have to get well soon, Feng Qi still wants to play the piano for you..."

"it is good……"

There was a smile of joy and anticipation on Yan Zifeng's face, and he fell into a drowsiness again.

Seeing this, Feng Qi's apricot eyes were full of worry, she lightly touched Yan Zifeng's forehead, she frowned, and hurriedly got up to get a wet handkerchief and put it on Yan Zifeng's forehead.

Yan Zifeng was immersed in the nightmare again, and kept mumbling something, his expression full of fear and fear.

Feng Qi quickly put on the wet handkerchief for him, took off the warmed one from his forehead over and over again, and replaced it with a freshly wet one, even if his wrists started to hurt, it never stopped.

Outside the window, Shen Furong glanced inside the house, then turned to Xiao Tianmo and said:
"Why don't you take His Royal Highness back to the palace quickly? There are so many imperial doctors in the palace, and they will surely be able to save His Royal Highness, not to mention that His Highness is now high fever, and the situation is in crisis. If there is an emergency..."

She did not understand what Xiao Tianmo was thinking.

If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince died on the road, Xiao Tianmo, as the escort, could not be blamed. Maybe the Emperor Longyan would be so angry that he would be buried directly, or even the nine clans.

Shen Furong only said half of what she said, but Xiao Tianmo already understood what she meant.

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, "Although there are countless imperial doctors in the palace, none of them can surpass Mr. Duan in their medical skills.

Mr. Duan said that the injury on the prince's body was not enough to save his life. The reason for the high fever and the inability to wake up was due to stagnation. The heart disease must be treated with heart medicine, and the bell must be solved by the bell.

Save a life, it is better to build a seventh-level pagoda. His Royal Highness and I have fought side by side at the border for so long. After all, there is a robe of love. Since I know that Miss Feng Qi did not really die, I want to Help him fight for it.

What's more, the current situation of His Royal Highness the Prince, even if I send him back to the palace, I'm afraid he won't be able to support him for a long time. At that time, the emperor will definitely implicate me and my father. "

"So you made your mind up on me?"

Shen Furong glanced at Xiao Tianmo, "What are you going to do if I don't tell Feng Qi or admit that Feng Qi is still alive?"

"No, you won't."

Xiao Tianmo looked at Shen Furong and replied seriously, "I know that you are the most sophisticated person with a temperament that knows the world but not the world."

Yo, I went to the border gate and came back, and my mouth was like smearing honey.

"The eldest son is always used to coaxing people."

Shen Furong said this, in fact, her eyelids were drooping down.

Seeing that Feng Qi did not know when to come out of the room, Shen Furong and Xiao Tianmo were too tired to stand for a long time, so they went to another room to drink tea and wait.

Shen Furong was bored and could only stare at Xiao Tianmo's beautiful beauty.

Not to mention, Xiao Tianmo returned from a trip to the border gate, not only did he not get sunburned and his skin became rough, but he also added a bit of fortitude, and his eyebrows and eyes became more refined and elegant.

It is simply delicious, and it seems that the dim sum of this humble inn is a hundred times more delicious than the Zhou Mansion.

Xiao Tianmo took a sip of tea, raised his eyes and looked at him suspiciously, Shen Furong who took a bite:
"Why does Miss Shen keep looking at me, but is there anything wrong with me?"

"No, no."

Shen Furong consciously lost her composure, and waved her hand hurriedly, "It's me who has been fascinated by things."

How could it be inappropriate?
You are so handsome to my heart.

Xiao Tianmo glanced at her blushing cheeks, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and a smile flashed across his dark gem-like eyes:

"You are actually Zhou Siqing's daughter, no wonder you have to find ways to get back the deed of betrayal."

After hearing this, Shen Furong remembered that when Xiao Tianmo left, she promised him that he would wait for him to come back at the Zhuangzi in the Marquis of Zhenguo Mansion, worried that he would think she was untrustworthy, so she blinked and said innocently:

"Actually, I only found out recently."

If it wasn't for Zhou Xuezheng, the new father, who was so kind to her, she would actually be unwilling to enter the back house of the official family. Wouldn't it be fragrant to be free by herself?

"Oh?"

Xiao Tianmo seemed to be in the mood to chat, he held his chin lazily, and the corners of his mouth twitched, his whole person was even better:

"How is Master Zhou treating you?"

Shen Furong nodded, "It's very good to me, but much stronger than Shen Dazhu."

Hearing Shen Furong mentioning Shen Dazhu without hesitation, Xiao Tianmo couldn't help but chuckle in a low voice:

"I heard that Mrs. Zhou has returned to Beijing. You have to change your unabashed temper."

Shen Furong frowned immediately, "You know a lot."

Xiao Tianmo smiled, "What's the matter, I also know that Madam Zhou came to Beijing this time for Lord Zhang Luo Zhou's marriage."

what?
Is the old lady going to find her a stepmother?
(End of this chapter)