The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 879 Farming, Adorable Baby, Beautiful Lady (48)

The doors and windows of the room were closed, the gauze curtains were hanging down, and the air was filled with a faint bitter smell of medicine.

The light was dim, and a half-reclining figure could be vaguely seen on the bed behind the gauze curtain.

Slender and graceful, like a Zhilan tree, it is difficult to hide its beauty!
Yun Qi stood by the side, like a door god, with a delicate baby face on her face, her eyes were vigilant and sharp at Fenghua——

Inch by inch, it seemed to penetrate her veil, peel off her face, and see through her.

The expression under the veil of elegance remained the same, without any change, and approached calmly.

Zhou Xinglin stood up reluctantly, and pointed out, "The girl should not be from my Yaowanggu."

Under the light purple veil, a woman's voice was gorgeous and lazy, with a bit of sloppiness, and came out softly, "I don't seem to have ever said that I am from Yaowanggu."

"..."

indeed.

Zhou Xinglin closed his mouth gently and stopped talking.

Yun Qi, holding his sword in his chest, came out of the sheath with a cold light when Feng Hua continued to approach——

"Why does the girl cover up with a veil and not show her true face?"

Yun Qi stopped talking coldly.

Fenghua stopped and said calmly, "Because I'm ugly."

It's just that the casual tone didn't imply any ugliness or inferiority.

Yun Qi definitely didn't believe it.

Behind the gauze curtain on the bed, Ji Yu spoke faintly, with a slight order in his voice, "Yun Qi, the visitor is a guest, so don't be rude."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Yun Qi showed no sign of reluctance, and quickly withdrew the sword pointed at the woman in purple—the movement was so fast that the trajectory of the blade returning to its sheath was almost invisible.

Yun Qi retreated to the side, and gently raised the gauze curtain.

Behind the thin, smoke-like gauze curtain, shrouded in a faint pearly light, the young man was dressed in white and had a thin figure, half leaning on the bed.

The black hair like sandalwood was scattered on the shoulders, winding between the pillows, against which the complexion was white and delicate, the lips were pale, without a trace of blood.

However, it did not detract from his demeanor at all.

Those eyes seemed to be shining like ink, they lifted up slightly, and glanced over.

"May I ask that the girl really has a way to cure the plague in Qinghe County?"

"Naturally." Fenghua replied.

At the same time, her eyes were non-aggressive, and she lightly flicked across the man's eyebrows.

……Thin.

"Three days ago, someone said something like this to Ben Gong. Miss, do you know where he is now?" Ji Yu smiled lightly, and asked her softly, but her tone was a bit imposing.

"Oh." Fenghua guessed softly, "Probably a mass grave outside the city."

"..."

"Or they were executed on the spot, and the corpses were sent to the crematorium, where they were burned into ashes just like the people who died of the disease."

After speaking, Fenghua chuckled, "What Your Highness wants to say is nothing more than these, I know all about it."

She dragged the seat beside her, sat down, and said, "Your Highness, please extend your hand."

"..."

Ji Yu took a deep look at her, pursed her pale lips, and stretched out a hand from a wide white sleeve embroidered with exquisite dark patterns, her wrist bones were weakened but delicate.

When the slender hand of the purple-clothed woman was about to touch the wrist, Ji Yu suddenly reminded, "Girl, don't you use a silk handkerchief when asking for the pulse?"

Feng Hua paused, raised his eyebrows lightly, and immediately asked, "That's an extra cumbersome procedure that is only added when a male doctor consults a female patient. Are you sure, Your Highness?"

(End of this chapter)