Seeing Feng Wu's reaction of the little elk being frightened, Feng Xun strengthened his inner guess. He smiled bitterly in his heart, but persuaded Feng Wu on his face: "How about you go take a look? In this way, you can rest assured. no?"
"I have nothing to worry about, I am very relieved!" Feng Wu couldn't help raising her voice.
See, emotional overreaction? Feng Xun had a clear look in his heart, pursed his lips and smiled, those dark and beautiful eyes looked at Feng Wu with a smile, and Feng Wu was a little hairy.
"What are you doing?" Feng Wu asked subconsciously.
"Really not?" Feng Xun asked.
"Don't go." Feng Wu turned around and left, leaving quickly.
But when she returned home, Qiu Ling had a stomach upset.
"Miss, I'm fine, it's just a stomach upset, let's go on the road as originally planned." Qiu Ling could vaguely feel that Feng Wu was avoiding Prince Jun's hanging person.
After Feng Wu took her pulse, her brows slightly frowned: "You are suffering from cold, how can you get better from bumps all the way? I will give you a patch, after drinking it, you will sleep, sweating at night, and get up tomorrow morning. That's alright, and then we'll be on our way."
"But ma'am you—"
It is impossible for Qiu Ling not to be moved.
Let me ask, which master will modify the itinerary because the maid is sick? It is only their family. The Fifth Young Lady is extremely sympathetic to them, treats them as equals, and gives them enough patience and respect...
"That's the decision, take the medicine and get a good night's sleep, don't worry about everything, you, just have too many things in your heart, and worry too much." Feng Wu patted Qiu Ling's little head.
Qiu Ling has served her since childhood and grew up with her. In these years, Qiu Ling has taken care of almost all of her life, taking care of her meticulously and taking care of her life in an orderly manner. It is because of this that Feng Wu can concentrate to study alchemy and spirit formation.
So in Feng Wu's heart, she always regarded Qiu Ling as her sister.
After appeasing Qiu Ling, Feng Wu and Meiren Niangqin also slept peacefully.
Uncle Qiu and Mama Zhao are old husbands and wives. After taking good care of their family, they are the last to lie down and rest.
Zhao mama couldn't help but sigh: "When we left the imperial capital, those old friends were worried or mocked, and they all felt that we went to Beijing City with the second room to be exile, depraved, and stupid, but I felt that in the north These years in Jingcheng are the real happiness."
Uncle Qiu nodded: "Yes."
"And the second room is the one who really treats us servants as human beings. Whether it is the second lady, the fifth young lady or the seventh young master, they all respect and value us. Have you ever seen them berate them?"
"Never."
"Especially the fifth lady, the second lady can't stand up. She is young and has thin shoulders, and she has to take on the heavy responsibility of the entire second room, but she doesn't cry or shouts tired, dotes on the second lady, protects the seventh young master, yes We are still so warm-hearted, and sometimes we really feel sorry for our girls."
"The fifth miss is really the best master. It is our blessing to be with such a master."
Grandma Zhao said triumphantly: "Isn't that right? Now our young lady can practice again, and her practice speed has soared so fast. When they arrive in the capital, those people must be shocked!"
Uncle Qiu hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "Miss Fifth won't let me talk about it. We all have to keep our mouth shut. The murderer who harmed Miss has never been found. If they find out...the consequences!"
(End of this chapter)