C224 What is a master (1/2)

Wang Feng sneered, he still remembered how this master treated him.

”Sir Imperial Physician, I'm now a physician at the Lin's Medicine Hall. I'm no longer Imperial Physician Wang.

”Stand still for this old man.”

Looking at Wang Feng's figure which was getting further and further away, the imperial doctors started to panic.

They did not enter the room last night because they did not know what was going on with the crown prince's condition. If anything happened to him, they would definitely be beheaded or even nine of their clansmen killed.

Seeing Wang Feng's figure disappearing from the hospital, the imperial physicians chased after Wang Feng like the wind and lightning.

In the end, the imperial physicians had to force themselves to beg Wang Feng, and only then did Wang Feng slowly say what he had to say.

Lin Mansion.

On the big bed, Feng Yan slept as he hugged Lin Chuyue. Looking at the small woman in her arms, whose face was pale white but was still sleeping soundly, Feng Yan was more cautious.

Yue'er's body had changed. Something must have happened to his.

”Kun Peng.”

”Your Highness, Kun Peng is here.”

A black figure appeared in the outer room as Kun Peng knelt on one knee.

”Arrange for ten people to follow the route that Great Grandfather disappeared to search, and you must definitely find Great Grandfather and bring him back.”

”Yes, Your Highness.”

Even he could tell that there was something wrong with the Prince's Wife, but according to the words of the Prince's Wife, she was simply unable to detect the oddity of his body.

With a flash of his mind and body, Kun Peng disappeared from the spot.

Feng Yan stretched out his big hand, and his long index finger gently lifted up the hair on Lin Chuyue's face. The doting and love in his eyes was enough to cut open a thousand years of ice.

”Yue Er.”

”Right.”

In her dreams, Lin Chuyue seemed to hear someone calling her, and after muttering an answer, she turned around and went back to sleep.

Inside the dream, Lin Chuyue once again returned to the Yan Kingdom's underground secret room.

The thirteen bronze statues were surrounding him, and Yuwen Jing had a smile in his eyes that would make people frown.

But as soon as the scene changed, one chain after another threw him up.

On top of the Yumen Pass city walls, thousands of corpses were piled up in a disorderly fashion, and their fresh blood merged into a small river that meandered through the distance.

The thick smell of blood filled his nose. It was clearly a dream, but this dream was truly terrifying.

The moment the big blade in Yuwen Jing's hand fell, Lin Chuyue realised that she had mysteriously appeared inside a crystal coffin.

He was surrounded by darkness, and nothing could be seen, as if he had been imprisoned in this coffin for a thousand years.

At this time, a black clothed man suddenly appeared in the darkness. Lin Chuyue looked at the approaching Master of Ming Xiao Pavilion.

Master of Ming Xiao Pavilion slowly walked in. Under the long robe, he slowly extended his hand out and caressed the crystal coffin.

Lin Chuyue who was inside the crystal coffin was struggling nonstop. At this time, the Master of Ming Xiao Pavilion seemed to want to say something, but she could not hear anything at all as he watched as the man took off his black hat with both of his hands.

Following the faint light, a man's jaw appeared in her line of sight, but just as Lin Chuyue wanted to raise her head to look, she was woken up by the sound of a bird.

He slowly opened his eyes and squinted at the sunlight with a pair of tipsy eyes.

”What time is it?”

Changing her posture, Lin Chuyue rubbed her hands against Feng Yan's chest.