The ghost-faced medical concubine of Lord Hanqing

Chapter 251 Mother and Son Conversation (2)

Leaving the pair of mother and child, Feng Wuqing's heart is still very uneasy.

She suddenly felt that she couldn't adapt to everything now.

Her chest began to roll again, and then a drop of bright red blood slowly slid down the corner of her mouth.

The body staggered forward, then struggled to stabilize.

My body is getting worse and worse now, how much time is left?

The atmosphere of the entire Morin Dynasty is getting weirder and weirder.

The second prince, Mo Linhan, began to appear frequently at Feng Wuqing's residence, and each time he brought either exquisite jewelry or exquisite snacks.

However, Feng Wuqing has a cold face every time, and she seems to have no interest in those beautiful jewelry and exquisite snacks.

Moreover, her life became more and more regular, and the largest range of activities was the small garden downstairs, or she stayed in the room and read a book.

Feng Jianyue goes out early and returns late every day, maybe because she knows that she doesn't like going out, and she just visits her room every day when she goes out and comes back.

Every time they get along, there is silence, which makes both of them quite helpless.

Mo Linhan also seemed to have disappeared, these few days can be regarded as the most peaceful time for Feng Wuqing.

On this day, she took a walk in the small garden downstairs again. Hundreds of flowers were already blooming, and the scenery was even more magnificent. Anyone who saw such a beautiful scenery would feel very good, including Feng Wuqing.

In the eyes of a doctor, many flowers and plants are excellent medicinal materials, and she is going to pick some.

Just as she was looking for the flower she wanted to pick among the flowers, a provocative voice rang in her ear.

"Fengwuqing, this is not your Fengjian Dynasty. Could it be that the rules of the Fengjian Dynasty are to pick blooming flowers casually?"

Guan Shiya deliberately distorted the facts, and she stood in front of Feng Wuqing domineeringly with a group of court ladies, as if she wanted to suppress the other party in terms of arrogance.

However, Feng Wuqing didn't care about her deliberate provocation, as if Guan Shiya didn't exist in her eyes, and continued with the movements of her hands.

The petals in the flower basket in her hand slowly piled up, and when she felt that the picking was almost done, she twisted the flower basket and was about to turn around and leave.

It was the first time for Guan Shiya to be ignored by someone like this, and it was even more unbearable for her to be ignored by a person she hated.

She stepped forward to snatch the flower basket in Feng Wuqing's hand, but the other party reacted faster and dodged one step further.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Feng Wuqing's voice was as gloomy as a messenger from hell, and this kind of her already represented that she was in a bad mood.

"Why are you ignoring me?" Guan Shiya showed a domineering expression on her face.

"No reason?" She simply didn't want the flower basket anymore, then turned and left again.

The moment she turned to leave, the flower basket was slammed on her back by Guan Shiya, and then she turned around and saw the other party's proud face.

"What exactly do you want?" Feng Wuqing's voice had already begun to lose patience.

She didn't understand why she kept pestering herself endlessly.

"What do I want, what do I want? Let me tell you Fengwuqing, I will definitely give you back all the pain you gave me, definitely will."

Guan Shiya's emotions were close to getting out of control. Although Feng Wuqing felt that she was a little baffled, quarreling was not her specialty, so she turned around and left indifferently.

(End of this chapter)