Prince's Conceited Wife

In the guest hall of the Mansion, Yue Qingyun took them in and left them, his indecisive attitude no doubt provoking Qiu Molee and Bai Ann, while Feng Jinyan was in a completely nonchalant state, leisurely sipping his tea. About a quarter of an hour later, Yue Qingyun walked in again with two men dressed in luxurious clothes and imposing auras, well-maintained and no more than thirty years old, one tall and strong, the other slender and gentle, both men being distinguished figures.

"Duke, madam."

Her parents were friends with them, and they had secretly helped her in the past few years. She respected them from the bottom of her heart, but the current her was no longer worthy of their care.

"There's no need for Molee to be so polite. This is City Lord Feng's son, Jinyan, right?"

National Duke's wife stretched out his hand to help Qiu Molee up. He looked at Feng Jinyan who was sitting on the chair. Liu Tie had already told them what he said at the door. His despairing heart was ignited with hope again.

"National Duke's wife."

Feng Jinyan put down his tea cup and stood up slowly. He was neither humble nor stupid.

"Jinyan, I heard that you …"

"Let's sit down first."

Seeing that Madam was too excited, Yue Bumian gently embraced his shoulder, National Duke's wife realized that he had lost his composure. Just as he was about to say something, Feng Jinyan interrupted him: "There's no need to stand on ceremony, Madam and Madam, Sun Tie's issue can't be delayed any longer. Before treating Sun Tie, I have something to ask first, I heard that all of you have been using Spiritual Plant pills that can suppress the cold poison in crown prince's body all these years. A few days ago, the Emperor bestowed Fiery Sun Fruit upon crown prince to extend his life, do you give this Fiery Sun Fruit to crown prince?"

They did not have much of a friendship to begin with, and there was no need for pleasantries. Feng Jinyan directly got to the point.

"Hmm?"

The officials and their husbands raised their eyebrows and looked at each other without batting an eyelid. They then asked cautiously, "What brings Young Master Feng here?"

"Hehe … I won't beat around the bush with you two. First of all, according to my guess, crown prince probably wasn't sick, and when he broke through the Blood Activating Stage at the age of five, most people only know that besides activating the Profound Vein, he also had the ability to awaken bloodlines, so crown prince should have awakened the power of his bloodline. Furthermore, according to the ancient records, if the owner of the Heavenly Yin Divine Body was a man, he would definitely die. It is possible to directly become a saint just by standing, but all of you used extremely positive medicine to suppress the Heavenly Yin Divine Body when it was activated, causing it to fail to activate, causing the Profound Vein to be blocked all over his body and becoming weak. This year is already the twelfth year, once you use a Fiery Sun Fruit, the Great Firmament Deity will not be able to save him. "

Although Feng Jinyan's words were relaxed, National Duke Yue and the other two were so scared that they broke out in a cold sweat, no longer caring about recuperation. National Duke's wife stopped Feng Jinyan with his red eyes, "The Fiery Sun Fruit is useless to us, there are still a few days until National Duke's wifeson's annual attack. We originally planned to give it to him after he becomes sick, but luckily you were there in time, Jinyan, otherwise …"

As he said that, National Duke's wife's tears fell, and he could not continue any further. The Duke of Guo hugged him painfully: "Princess, are you sure Qingchen is really a Heavenly Yin Divine Body?"

As long as he thought about how his son was supposed to be a peerless genius, but was turned into trash and would lose his life because of that, the strict Yue Bumian immediately felt depressed and regretful.

No one knew why, but neither husband and husband actually suspected that Feng Jinyan was making it up. Feng Jinyan seemed to have a convincing temperament.

"I'm not a hundred percent sure until I see him with my own eyes."

"I'd like to ask the wangfei to follow us to Qingchen's courtyard to see what exactly is going on."

Since there are still a few more days until crown prince's annual illness starts, then at least he won't die within the next few days. Of course, the prerequisite is that you all don't use drugs as you please, I am not a benevolent person, and I do not have any kind intentions, so please forgive me, Duke of Guo, but if crown prince is really like I guessed, then I have the confidence to heal him, reconnect with his Profound Vein, and even push him again, but I need the Fiery Sun Fruit. "

As for what his future achievements would be like, that would depend on himself. Feng Jinyan did not guarantee anything. After all, for things like training, no one could say. No matter how much of a genius he was, he still needed to work hard.

"No problem, as long as Qingchen is fine, it doesn't matter if the Heavenly Yin Divine Body can be reactivated, the Fiery Sun Fruit will not be of much use to us anymore."

National Duke's wife promised excitedly before Yue Bumian that to him, his son's life was the most important.

"No, what I mean is, if I guessed wrongly, crown prince isn't a Heavenly Yin Divine Body, you guys should also give the Fiery Sun Fruit to me."

Shaking his head, Feng Jinyan further explained his requirements. In short, they had to give him the Fiery Sun Fruit whether or not he could cure Yue Qingchen.

"This …"

Hearing that, National Duke's wife hesitated. What if his son was not like what he said, the Fiery Sun Fruit was the only thing that could help him survive.

"Alright, I agree."

Tightening his grip on his lover's arm, Yue Bumian looked at Feng Jinyan for a long time before taking out the Fiery Sun Fruit.

"Bumian!"

"Father …"

Seeing this, National Duke's wife and Yue Qingyun both cried out in surprise, Yue Bumian looked at them separately, his deep eyes staring straight at Feng Jinyan: "I believe you, if Qingchen's illness is not caused by the Heavenly Yin Divine Body and Princess has the ability to do so, I hope that you can help her, whether or not you can cure Zhou Tie, you will be a benefactor of my Duke's Palace, if there is a need for you, I will let you have it."

Perhaps it was Feng Jinyan's profound knowledge that convinced him, or perhaps the formless confidence he had made others admire him. Instinct told him that Feng Jinyan was probably the only one who could save his beloved son.

Yue Bumian was ready to throw caution to the wind, and would rather use his son's Fiery Sun Fruit to earn some hope.

"Alright, I agree."

Yue Bumian and his husband's love for Yue Qingchen could not help but remind him of Feng Wanyang. They were both respectable fathers.

"Please!"

Seeing him accept the Fiery Sun Fruit, Yue Bumian put one arm around his lover and made a gesture of invitation with the other. Feng Jinyan didn't stand on ceremony with him and directly walked away. Qiu Molee and Bai Ann, who were with him, looked at each other and followed.

"Molee, can he really do it?"

Just as Qiu Molee was about to step out of the door, Yue Qingyun suddenly pulled her to a corner. The eyes that looked at Feng Jinyan's back were still filled with suspicion, but they were mostly worried for their brother.

"Him."

Following his line of sight, Qiu Molee smiled: "Do you know why he wants Fiery Sun Fruit?"

It was rare for Qiu Molee to talk to someone so gently. Yue Qingchen retracted his gaze, the ridicule from before had completely disappeared. Looking at the side of her face, he thought he saw that cute little girl from his childhood who always called him Brother Qingyun.

"… What kind of eyes are these?" Can I not be disgusted? We both do. "

Before he could reply, Qiu Molee retracted her gaze and jumped three feet away in fright. She unrestrainedly rubbed the goosebumps on her arms. Being in love with him for such a long period of time, she would definitely be struck by lightning, alright?

"Who would be interested in you? Could he want the Fiery Sun Fruit for you? "Don't forget, he will become Consort Zhen tomorrow."

Being treated like that, Young Master Yue became angry and his mouth also started to poison. However, Qiu Molee puffed up her chest and said loudly, "It was for me. He wanted to help me remove the Blood Soul Curse, and one of the medicines was the Fiery Sun Fruit."

"Really?!"

Yue Qingyun was so shocked that his eyes were wide open. He could really remove the Blood Curse on Molee's body?

"Of course it's true. I'm his best friend, he …"

"Who asked you that? What are you showing off for? "

Yue Qingyun threw her a look that said "you are sick", then directly left.

"Bastard. He's just like how he was when he was young. He's not cute at all."

Qiu Molee, who was left behind, finally grumbled as she chased after him. The two playmates of her childhood seemed to be separated by clouds and mud, but it didn't seem to be the same thing.

The closer they were to the yard, the colder the temperature became. When they entered the yard, it was as if they were in an icehouse, especially Yue Qingchen's room, there were Ice Edge hanging on the porch. It was the warmest spring right now.

"Young Master, Madam."

The servants were all wearing heavy cotton-padded jackets. Seeing them arrive, they all bowed to greet them. National Protector's husband had a heavy heart and didn't have the time to pay attention to them. He casually waved his hand and led Feng Jinyan and the others in.

There were several furnaces burning inside the room, but there was still a thin layer of frost wrapped around the ceiling furniture. Not far away, on the big bed, Wu Tie, who couldn't get up anymore, was leaning against the bed, reading a yellowed book in his hands. The moment he heard the noise and raised his head, even Feng Jinyan, who was used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women, couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Yue Qingchen had completely inherited the good genes of his husband, his soft and beautiful facial features were so delicate that there were no flaws, his white and tender skin seemed to be able to be squeezed out of his skin, his almond eyes seemed to be covered in a layer of moisture, they were hazy and pure, wet and bright, and his forehead was unique to Kun's cinnabar mark was bright red like blood, which also gave him an indistinct hint of vitality and luster. However, because he was always in bed and his entire body was filled with a faint feeling of worry and vulnerability, I felt pity whenever I saw him, it's delicate and fragile.