Quick Wear: Bai Yueguang perfectly interprets the success of saving the world

With the arrival of the heroine, time seemed to speed up.

After Wu Lan showed up in front of Yan Qing last time, Avna brought it to the princess's mansion to see Yan Qing every now and then.

Yan Qing would see them when he had the energy, and not see them when he didn't want to.

Luo Tang is also gradually coming to the fore in the capital. Since Jiang Huaixu did not follow the original plot's strategy, her plot line has also changed.

She did not hide her medical skills as in the original plot, but like Lin Huaigu, she impressed people with her medical skills in a short period of time. There were many new and novel gadgets made by her in the capital, which were sought after by people.

As for these, Yan Qing just watched quietly while making sure the general direction would not collapse, and did not provide any unnecessary guidance.

What she said to 012 about having other plans was not false. She vaguely sensed another way to maintain the stability of the plot in these two plot deviations, but it was not clear yet, so she could take this opportunity to observe.

In the court, Pei Shiyu and Jiang Huaixu were still fighting each other. After Yan Qing told Pei Shiyu that day that he needed to rest, he rarely went to court meetings. He only helped Pei Shiyu when he was at a disadvantage.

During this period, the toxins in her body were out of balance many times, but fortunately, with Lin Huaigu there, she was able to control them without any danger.

She doesn't have much time left, and Pei Shiyu needs to grow up on her own.

Even though he thought of this, Yan Qing's eyes remained calm, without any emotion fluctuations.

She raised her hand and placed a white chess piece on the chessboard in front of her. The situation on the board was instantly reversed. The white pieces, which were originally at a disadvantage, turned defeat into victory and surrounded the black pieces.

Fu Yun lowered his eyes and stared at the chessboard in front of him. The black chess piece in his hand was about to fall. The situation was set and the black piece was bound to lose. There was no possibility of a comeback.

After a while, he put down the black chess piece in his hand. Yan Qing's appearance was reflected in his light-colored pupils: "Your Highness is a superb chess player. I am willing to admit that you are better than me."

Yan Qing just said: "Let's take a look."

When Fuyun heard Yan Qing say this, he looked back at the chessboard. It was still a dead end and he couldn't see any way out of it.

His brows were furrowed behind his mask, and he sighed, "I am a stupid subordinate, please give me some advice, Your Highness."

Yan Qing didn't say anything else. He picked up a black chess piece in front of Fuyun and placed it in an inconspicuous corner. The black chess piece on the chessboard had a glimmer of hope.

Yan Qing said slowly: "The situation in the court is just like this chess game. Even if it seems like a dead end, you can still turn the tide. Who knows who will win until the last moment?"

Fuyun said nothing, just looked at the chess game quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

It was not until he heard footsteps that he came to his senses. It was Lin Huaigu.

After Yan Qing's body was imbalanced with toxins several times, Lin Huaigu's pulse diagnosis changed from once every three days to once a day, and this time he came to check Yan Qing's pulse as well.

Lin Huaigu paid his respects to Yan Qing before sitting down on the stone bench. The chessboard on the table had been pushed aside by Fuyun.

Yan Qing placed his hands on the empty stone table and rolled up his sleeves a little, revealing his snow-white wrists. The blue veins were faintly visible and finally disappeared into his sleeves.

Lin Huaigu's eyes moved slightly, and his fingertips gently touched her wrist. The result from his pulse made him frown.

He raised his eyes to look at Yan Qing, his handsome face was solemn: "Your Highness is too worried, which is not conducive to the balance of toxins in the body."

Upon hearing this, the air pressure around Fuyun suddenly condensed. Playing chess with His Highness was originally intended to make her relax a little.

But judging from what His Highness had just said to him, His Highness must have still been thinking about the affairs of the court at that time, and it was not easy to let His Highness rest in peace.

Yan Qing didn't react. She put down her sleeves and said, "I understand. Thank you Doctor Lin for your help during this period."

Lin Huaigu's frown did not relax, and from Yan Qing's reaction he knew that she didn't take it to heart.

Why do I say again? Ever since he started to diagnose and treat Yan Qing, he found that Yan Qing didn't care much about his own health and was not keen on detoxification. Instead, it was he and Fuyun who were really anxious and angry.

No, it cannot be said that Yan Qing doesn't care. It would be more accurate to say that he is contradictory.

In order to live longer, she would drink any medicine, no matter how bitter or unpalatable it was, and she would also grit her teeth and endure the pain caused by the imbalance of toxins in her body.

But at the same time, she would use extreme means to achieve a temporary improvement in her health. If she was not careful, she would lose the chance to wake up. At this time, she seemed to not care whether she would sleep forever.

It was as if her soul was dead, but she had to keep herself alive because of her obsession.

When he first noticed it, a strange feeling surged into Lin Huaigu's heart. His heart seemed to be aching sharply, and there was also an unknown emotion, but he suppressed it deep in his heart.

Now that Yan Qing has said that he knows, even if Lin Huaigu is worried, he can't say anything more. In the end, he just said: "The scenery outside is conducive to relaxation of the body and mind. Your Highness should go out more often when you have time."

Yan Qing nodded in agreement, but Lin Huaigu didn't know whether he heard it or not.

Seeing that Yan Qing had no intention of keeping him, Lin Huaigu could only take his leave.

When leaving the pavilion, he looked back at Yan Qing who was still sitting there, and Fu Yun who was standing beside him with a stern aura. His eyes gradually dimmed, and his hand holding the medicine box tightened a little.

Lin Huaigu took a deep breath and did not forget the reason why he had gone to so much trouble to come to the princess's mansion.

Although he has gained some of Yan Qing's trust now, he still hasn't met the person he wants to find.

When he asked Fuyun under the pretext that he needed to discuss the prescription for Yan Qing with the person who had previously treated Yan Qing, the answer he got was still that he was not in the capital and had gone out to look for medicine.

Lin Huaigu could only comfort himself and take it slow. When they trust you enough, they will know who that person is and whether he is the one you are looking for.

After Lin Huaigu left, Yan Qing looked up at the clear sky, as if he was thinking about something but also as if he was thinking about nothing.

After a long while, she suddenly asked, "Is Qingming Festival coming soon?"

Fuyun was startled, and thought of something. His expression behind the mask was complicated, but his tone remained unchanged: "Your Highness, tomorrow is Qingming Festival."

Yan Qing lowered his eyes, his expression unclear: "The weather is good today, let's go to Fanyin Temple. It might rain if we go during Qingming Festival."

Fuyun tightened his fingertips and pursed his thin lips into a straight line.

Fanyin Temple. After he followed Yan Qing, Yan Qing would go there every year a few days before Qingming Festival to pray for that person.

It was almost Qingming Festival this time but His Highness didn't mention it, so he thought His Highness would not go this year.

After so many years, Your Highness still can't let it go?

Fuyun pulled the corner of his lips in self-mockery, with a chill in his eyes.

As long as it was related to Pei Zhuo, His Highness had never let it go. It was just wishful thinking for him before.

Perhaps because he was silent for too long, Yan Qing looked up at him and asked with some confusion: "What's wrong?"

Feeling Yan Qing's gaze, Fu Yun tried to keep his voice steady: "It's okay, I'll arrange it right away."

Even if he didn't want Yan Qing to go to Fanyin Temple, he had no right to refuse. In front of Yan Qing, he was just a secret guard left by Pei Zhuo by her side, nothing more.