C198 My wish (2/2)
Feng Tianjin's words were spoken first before he acted, there was no room for retreat.
Lin Chuyue let out a faint sigh, before smiling helplessly, ”Alright, then when there is no one else, I will call you Tian Jin. When there is someone else, I will still call you Second Highness, if not that mother of yours and your brother would definitely kill me.
In their entire family, or in other words, in the entire clan, other than Feng Yan and Feng Tianjin, there were almost no good people.
If they were not scheming or scheming, they were fighting on the surface.
”Alright.”
Lin Chuyue and Feng Tianjin strolled around the bustling city in the middle of the night in Yanjing until the latter half of the night before the two of them returned to the palace.
Feng Tianjin sent Lin Chuyue to the front of the Yan Clan Pavilion, and only after seeing Lin Chuyue safely enter the Yan Clan Pavilion did she turn around and leave.
However, the moment he turned around and left, the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.
A hint of coldness flashed through her clear eyes, and when Feng Tianjin looked around at the surroundings of the Swallow Pavilion, the coldness in her eyes became even stronger.
Lin Chuyue who had just stepped into the Swallow Pavilion could also feel the stench of blood in the air. She stopped in her tracks, and followed the smell to run into the house.
”What's going on?”
In the room, Qing Yi was sitting on a chair with her upper body bare. Kun Peng was busy wiping Qing Yi's bleeding wound by the side.
”Kun Peng, bring my Medicine Box over.”
After arriving at Qingyi's side, Lin Chuyue looked at the wounds on Qingyi's body. There were a total of twenty-three wounds.
Looking at Qing Yi's pale complexion due to excessive blood loss, Lin Chuyue squinted his eyes, a trace of killing intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.
”It's nothing, just blood. It doesn't hurt.”
A pale smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Qingyi endured the pain and comforted the somewhat flustered Lin Chuyue.
”Prince's Wife, here you go.”
Receiving the Medicine Box from Kun Peng's hands, he took out a Heavenly Soul Pill and let Qing Yi eat it. Then, he broke its roots and placed it in her mouth.
Under the dual medicinal effects of the Heavenly Soul Pill and Qingyi finally regained some of her vitality.
Seeing that, Lin Chuyue took the tweezers from the Medicine Box and used a white cloth to wipe away the blood on Qing Yi's wound, ”Don't talk first, if you have anything, wait for me to treat your wound first.”
After cleaning the tainted blood from the wound, Lin Chuyue used the antidote to sprinkle it onto Qing Yi's wound. Although the blade was serious, there was no poison.
After four hours of sewing, the wounds on Qing Yi's body were finally healed.
”Lie down.”
Using an absolute command type taste, Lin Chuyue made Qing Yi lie on the bed and indicated for Kun Peng to use the prescription to fry the medicine.
”Sleep for a while after you finish eating the medicine. We'll talk about the Flying Feather Villa tomorrow after you have recovered your spirits. You're not allowed to bargain with me about it.”
Lin Chuyue was well aware of Qingyi's personality, which was why she said this. As expected, under Lin Chuyue's' threat ', Qingyi weakly nodded her head.
After half an hour, Kun Peng brought the medicine bowl into the room, and Qing Yi fell asleep after drinking the medicine.
Lin Chuyue had mixed some content in the prescription to calm her mind, but even so, Qing Yi who was sleeping had her eyebrows knitted tightly.
”Qingyi's hand is not bad, according to Gu Lang, he dares to charge into the palace alone to kill Yuwen Jing, how did he get injured like this?”
Kun Peng had originally been feeling sleepy, but just as he was about to sleep, he heard a loud sound. Then, a bloody green clothed man appeared in front of her.