The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 728
With this mouthful of blood spurting out, Feng Yao felt that his mind was much clearer.Aya worriedly handed over a handkerchief, Feng Yao took it and wiped the corners of his mouth.Zheng Se said to Xiang'er: "I don't blame you for your hatred towards me; because I am your aunt, your closest relative, I should be the greatest tolerance for you. But you can't be unkind, violent, or have a bad temper; Because you may become the crown prince of Fengjue Kingdom in the future. Think about how benevolent and kind your father was when he was the prince? Although I cannot promise to teach you to become a person like Prince Yunyu, at least I must first teach you How can you be a good person."

After finishing speaking, Feng Yao said to Aya: "I will ask the two masters to re-teach the etiquette and palace rules of the emperor's eldest grandson, the way of the emperor and the foundation of being a man. After learning these, read the classics and history books. From today, You are only responsible for keeping an eye on the grandson of the emperor, and until he has learned all these things well, don't allow him to leave the backyard."

"How can you go back on your word? You promised me, if you don't like these things, you don't need to learn them." Xiang'er struggled again, sat up from the ground, and stared at Feng Yao fiercely.

Feng Yao smiled: "You have already said that I am a bad woman with a kind face and an evil heart, so what I say can't be counted. If you want to live a good life, you should study hard with Master. When will you understand the true meaning of life? As a human being, I will let you go free."

"I don't study those useless books. I want to see Grandpa Huang, and I want to go back to another courtyard." Xiang'er jumped up from the ground in a panic.But the dislocated arm was obviously in great pain, and the pain made his face covered with cold sweat. His little face was flushed with anger, but now it was pale with pain.

To be honest, Feng Yao's heart aches when he sees Xiang'er like this.Thinking about it, this is a child who lost his parents at an early age, and it was not his wish to become so perverse and violent.But if you don't teach him heartlessly, you may become a piece of useless wood. You can only cruelly say to Aya: "Send the emperor's grandson back to the backyard. Connect the arm to him, but dinner will be skipped. In the future He is a little distracted from reading, you can spur me on for me."

"I want to see Grandpa Huang. I don't want to stay here, let me go." Xiang'er made a fuss again, wanting to let everyone in the capital know about it.

Feng Yao sighed, but then added loudly: "Since you are so strong, Xiang'er, then you can skip tomorrow's breakfast too. When you know the rules and manners, eat again."

Even if Feng Yao made up his mind to say such words, Xiang'er still kept yelling.It seems that he is also a stubborn child, and he must be difficult to control.

But being pulled away, Feng Yao couldn't hear it.Then he smiled wryly and pressed his chest.But no matter how forbearing he was, he still couldn't suppress the pain in his heart.His throat was fishy, ​​and he vomited another mouthful of blood.

"Master!" Shuying ran in, quickly supported Feng Yao, and sent her to the soft couch beside her to lie down first.Then he said: "Master, take a rest, Yingrong has already gone to ask the imperial doctor."

Just now Shuying and Yingrong were watching at the door, seeing Feng Yao vomiting blood, they had already gone to the imperial doctor.But Fengyao taught the emperor's grandson a lesson, Shuying was worried but still dared not enter the door. At this time, she ran in to support Fengyao, seeing Fengyao's face was as pale as paper, and her lips had turned gray, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Feng Yao patted Shuying's hand, looked up at the sky, and then said: "You tell the fourth manager to go to Mr. Su, and ask him to help me pass a message, saying that I have something important to attend, and I can't make the appointment. "

Shu Ying responded, but still worried about Feng Yao and refused to leave.Feng Yao urged her again, and she ran away quickly.As for who to send the message to and where to send the message, I didn't ask a single word.Because Shuying knew that Feng Yao's words were deliberately vague, it was best not to ask.

After Shuying walked for a while, Yingrong came with the imperial doctor.The imperial doctor checked Feng Yao's pulse, and asked about her chest injury.

Feng Yao shook his head and said "I don't know".Yingrong pulled up a screen, helped Feng Yao unbutton his clothes and looked at the wound, and then went back to the imperial doctor, explaining the condition of the injury.

The imperial doctor nodded and said: "The force of the marble is too strong, so the injury is serious. But it's just the flesh and fascia, and the bones should be fine. It's a good thing that the pulse diagnosis didn't reveal any internal injuries. Here is a bottle of wound medicine, which can be used every day. In the morning and evening, mix hot wine and apply it on the congested wound, and the stasis should be dispelled in three days. In addition, there are medicines for regulating qi and blood. Your Highness should take it on time, and it will be cured in seven days."

Yingrong was worried, and asked again: "But the master vomited blood? How can I fix it?"

The imperial doctor said: "Your Highness vomiting blood is not an internal injury, but caused by a sudden fire attack. The prescription I prescribed is to regulate the internal breath."

Yingrong took the wound medicine and the prescription, and the imperial doctor sent it out, so she went to decoct Feng Yao herself.

Feng Yao is still lying on the soft couch in the study room, now he is feeling weak all over, his chest hurts and he can't move.

Feng Yao wanted to sleep for a while, to refresh himself.But when he closed his eyes, it was Xiang'er glaring at him angrily, and his screams were all in his ears.

He also remembered the scene when he was playing with Prince Yunyu when he was a child, and being pampered by Prince Yunyu in the palm of his hand.Feng Yao's heart felt sour, feeling that he was so sorry for the deceased Prince Yunyu and Princess Concubine, and couldn't help but a tear slipped out of the corner of his eyes.

A crystal-clear tear squeezed out of the corner of the eye and slid down the side of the cheek.But before it dripped, a warm hand wiped away the tear.

Feng Yao was startled and hurriedly opened his eyes.I saw Su Junqing squatting beside the couch at some point, with his own tear still on his fingertips.

"Yao'er, is it still hurting?" Su Junqing's voice was hoarse, but full of warmth.A pair of calm eyes stared deeply at Feng Yao, as if carrying a special soothing power.

Feng Yao looked at Su Junqing in a daze, and after a long while, suddenly felt sad, couldn't bear the sadness anymore, and started to cry.

"Yaoer, don't cry." Su Junqing panicked, and moved her hands up and down a little at a loss, wanting to help her wipe away tears, but also wanting to be afraid of her shoulders, and also wanting to tie up her messy hair Silk.In the end, Su Junqing could only half-kneel beside the couch, leaned over and hugged Feng Yao into his arms, and patted her on the back, letting her tears fall into his arms.

After a long time, Su Junqing found that Feng Yao had stopped crying, but he didn't move either.Gently lowering his head to look, he saw that there were still traces of tears on Feng Yao's face, his phoenix eyes were flushed from crying, but his breathing was calm and deep, and he had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Su Junqing sighed, put Feng Yao down gently, took a cloak to cover her, and then stayed by her couch all the time.

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(End of this chapter)