Divine Doctor's Daughter: Black-bellied Crown Princess

Chapter 115

"Miss, why do you think the prime minister suddenly wanted to go back to his hometown to worship the ancestors?" Qing Hong followed behind Feng Ziyu, seeing that her own lady was completely different from the lady next to her, eating a bunch of candied haws with gusto, holding back asked with a smile.

Feeling the sweet and sour taste in her mouth, Feng Ziyu said, "What do you think?"

Qing Hong thought for a while and said, "I don't know."

Qinghong knew that Feng Ziyu was very smart, so she asked Feng Ziyu. After all, Qinghong had been observing before, and Feng Ziyu didn't seem too surprised when she heard about it, obviously she knew it well.

Feng Ziyu smiled and said, "It's very simple, divert your attention."

Qing Hong: "En?"

Feng Ziyu said: "Although the matter about my kidnapping has calmed down these days, I can still hear some faint voices. The Prime Minister's Mansion does not want such a reputation. There are too many things. Feng Daoyuan It’s not good to be a human being either.”

"After all, don't the rich and nobles in the capital like to keep a low profile? Everyone in the capital is talking about something. They must think it's too rude."

Qinghong suddenly realized: "But the Prime Minister's Mansion is going back to the hometown to worship the ancestors with such great fanfare, isn't it adding a new topic to others?"

The light in Feng Ziyu's eyes flickered slightly, and she said with a smile: "Although it is so, who would talk about returning home to worship ancestors every day?"

People in the world are in awe of ghosts and gods, and even more respect for ancestors.

Although this is also news, it will definitely not be publicized.

Qinghong understood this time.

Feng Ziyu took Qinghong to see the situation of several shops. Those shops had been instructed by Feng Ziyu last time, and they had made some changes in their sales models. Recently, their business has been getting better and better.

Feng Ziyu was very satisfied, and went back after turning around.

After arriving at Lengyuan, Feng Ziyu told her about going back to her hometown to worship her ancestors.

Lin's attitude was indifferent: "So, you have to be optimistic about your brother."

Lin's words mean that she has made up her mind not to follow.

Knowing her mother's attitude, Feng Ziyu nodded her head.

Feng Zizhang was still young after all, and he was very excited when he knew he was going to travel far away.

Feng Ziyu joked that Feng Zizhang was just a child, and ordered people to start preparing things for the two siblings to go out.

General medicines have to be used when traveling far away. After all, if something happens, it will be too late to prepare.

So Feng Ziyu hired a carpenter to make a box like a first aid kit, and used other materials to make the box look very light, even if it was full of things, it would not be heavy.

After preparing these things, Feng Ziyu was busy doing other things.

It will be night soon.

Feng Ziyu got up from the bed when she heard Qing Hong's voice: "Miss?"

Feng Ziyu gave a sound of grace, and said while changing clothes: "I'll go to the Eighth Prince's Mansion."

Qing Hong didn't ask why, just said: "I'll go with Miss."

Feng Ziyu said no.

"I just have some things to ask, and I'll come back after I go."

Qing Hong didn't say anything.

Feng Ziyu changed into night clothes, and quickly packed up and went out.

In fact, the Prime Minister's Mansion has strengthened guards recently, but Feng Ziyu's cold courtyard is completely a vacuum, and no one will come here at all, so Feng Ziyu can come and go freely here.

Feng Ziyu quickly left the Prime Minister's Mansion, all the way to the Eighth Prince's Mansion, picked a place that seemed easier to enter, and went straight in.

As soon as she entered, Feng Ziyu felt a gust of cold wind coming towards her.

She quickly twisted her waist, turned her whole body in the air, and at the same time took out the dagger hidden in her waist. With a bang, the dagger collided with that thing, making a crisp ding.

Then there was the sound of something falling to the ground.

Feng Ziyu looked down and found an arrow on the ground.

"I rely on."

Feng Ziyu cursed secretly.

Thinking that the arrow was shot at his face just now, he felt a little scared.

Fortunately, hide quickly, otherwise it will be disfigured.

"Who is coming?"

The secret guard in the eighth prince's mansion had already been emphasized that Feng Ziyu's identity was long ago. At this moment, he heard the voice sound familiar, so he asked a question.

Feng Ziyu said: "Your Eighth Prince's fiancée."

The dark guard was stunned for a moment, then came out and said, "So it's the future prince and concubine."

The sound of the wheelchair sounded, Feng Ziyu and the dark guard turned their heads to look over, and saw Chen Lingcheng being pushed over by Mo Qing.

It was very late, but Chen Lingcheng was dressed as if he hadn't slept at all.

"What are you doing up so late?" Feng Ziyu retracted the dagger with a shake of her hand, and asked preemptively.

Chen Lingcheng laughed: "What are you doing up so late?"

He asked Feng Ziyu back, the playful smile in his eyes could not be concealed at all.

Feng Ziyu coughed and said, "I'll come out to enjoy the moon."

Chu Lingcheng knew that Feng Ziyu was lying, but he still said, "Well, the moonlight is very good tonight."

After Chen Lingcheng's voice fell, he heard thunder coming from the sky not far away.

It was going to rain.

Feng Ziyu: "..."

God is really not giving face.

"Cough, I came to see you for something." Feng Ziyu stopped arguing with Chen Lingcheng, and opened her mouth to tell her reason for coming.

Chen Lingcheng gave a grace, and said, "Come in."

Feng Ziyu followed Chen Lingcheng into a room.

"You live here?"

The room that Chen Lingcheng brought Feng Ziyu in was very simple, there was only a table and a bookshelf in the room.

There is a quilt on the bed, but who wants to sleep on the bed without sleeping?

What's wrong with this?
Chen Lingcheng waved Mo Qing out, and waited until the door was closed before saying, "Sometimes I will rest here."

Feng Ziyu glanced at Chen Lingcheng, and found that his eyes were bloodshot under the mask, so she asked, "Did you rest well at night?"

Chen Lingcheng froze for a moment.

He looked up at Feng Ziyu in some surprise, and then said with a smile: "Can you see this too?"

Feng Ziyu nodded: "Of course, don't forget what I do."

Chen Lingcheng smiled: "What do you do?"

Feng Ziyu: "..."

She was a military doctor in her previous life...

But now, there is really no title.

"Cough... Miss Prime Minister's Mansion."

Chu Lingcheng knew how Feng Ziyu behaved in the prime minister's mansion, and seeing Feng Ziyu's successive setbacks here, he was actually in a good mood.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, Feng Ziyu is really awkward and cute.

"Well, actually, if you think about it carefully, you should still be a doctor?"

Chen Lingcheng didn't want to offend Feng Ziyu, so he said something flattering.

(End of this chapter)