Feng Qingyan fainted, the secret guards were in a hurry, some people gave her spiritual power, and some people fed her medicine.

From afar, someone in the shadows watched this scene.

Seeing her like this, Ye Yunshen was very worried about her, nervous emotions appeared in his eyes, his heart was throbbing, and he didn't want to rush out all the time.

He wanted to shout at Feng Qingyan, he was here, but at the moment he was controlled by others, so he could only watch, but there was nothing he could do.

"Don't worry, you'll see you again soon."

The man beside him spoke gloomily, glanced at Ye Yunshen with some deep coldness, and smiled very strangely.

Ye Yunshen gritted his teeth and glared at him fiercely, anger appearing on his face.

"You said I'm going to kill her now, so is it never possible for her to live again?" The man said lightly, and then turned his gaze to him again.

In an instant, Ye Yunshen's expression changed, and there was obviously a trace of nervousness on his face, and then he looked at the man with his murderous gaze, as if as long as the man dared to touch her, then he would definitely be able to fight with the man!

"Heh, forget it, it's not worth it for me to kill her, if I move her, Lin Yuan will definitely let me and the whole clan pay for her life, it's better to let her die by herself."

The man sighed, looking quite sorry, and then smiled with interest: "But it's really unexpected that she can find this place for Lan Tilting City Lord, fortunately I changed people, otherwise you would have returned to her." ”

smiled coldly and met Ye Yunshen's gaze, needless to say, everything was arranged by him just now.

……

Feng Qingyan vomited blood and fainted because of the poison attack in her body, she returned to Shangjing, maybe because she was too tired, or because of the poison in her body, in short, she was in the room of the house, and she slept for a long time.

She opened her eyes and sat up on the bed, the wound on her back still a little painful when she moved, and her face, though a little pale, could not hide its stunning beauty.

The door was pushed open, and a figure quietly walked in, through the hazy gauze tent, Feng Qingyan found that the person who came in was a little girl, it was Qinghuan.

"Sister Lanting, are you awake?" Qing Huan saw the shadow on the bed and asked quietly.

"What's the matter?"

The voice of the wind and its indifference.

"You haven't eaten since you came back, it's been a day and a night, so I'll bring you some food, would you like to try it?" Qing Huan was a little worried.

Feng Qingyan lowered her head, her long hair slid down her cheeks, probably she had been sleeping for a long time, so she had a headache, and at this moment she raised her hand and rubbed her temples, and said casually: "Put it there, I'll eat it later." ”

"Okay." Qing Huan carefully placed the food box on the table, and turned her head to look in her direction.

She seemed to have something to say, and after a while, she dared to try to ask: "Sister Lan Tian, they say that your husband is His Royal Highness the King of Xian, is this true?" ”

may have touched on a sensitive topic, Feng Qingyan's hand rubbing her head suddenly paused, she raised a pair of eyes vigilantly, and a little danger flashed in her eyes.

may have sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, Qing Huan hurriedly began to apologize: "I'm sorry, I just want to know what's going on, didn't the people outside say that King Xian was killed by you, how did he ......?"

"Knock knock—"

There was a knock on the door at this moment, interrupting Qing Huan's words in time. Feng Qingyan saw the familiar figure standing at the door, and the dangerous light in his eyes was retracted.

"Yue Gongzi." Qing Huan called.

"Qinghuan is also here." Feng Qingyue walked into the room with a smile on his face, looked at Feng Qingyan on the bed again, and then walked over: "Ah Yan, how are you feeling now?" Is there anything wrong with you? ”

"Brother, I'm fine, but maybe I've slept in bed for too long and I'm a little uncomfortable." Feng Qingyan was powerless to answer.

Feng Qingyue opened the gauze tent, sat on the edge of the bed, put his palm on her forehead, and said after a while: "You have been drenched in the rain all night, and the wound has not been treated in time, so you have a fever, but it has subsided now." If you feel uncomfortable, get out of bed and walk around, and you don't have to lie down all the time. ”

"Brother, what time is it now?" Feng Qingyan looked still sick, and he couldn't afford to lift his spirits.

"Today twenty-seven." Feng Qingyue gently took her hand and put it in his hand, looking at her quietly changing expression, he said, "Ah Yan, go out for a walk, it's not raining today, the sun is out." ”

"Okay."

The twenty-seventh was a very special day for her, because of the deep night clouds, Feng Qingyan forgot the existence of this day, but at this moment, Feng Qingyue seemed to say it so casually, and she immediately remembered it.

Today is her fifteenth birthday.

After today, she is an adult.

In her capacity, it stands to reason that she should have a courtesy, like all women, using the most traditional coming-of-age etiquette to tell the world that she is an adult.

But now she is in a special situation, and she does not meet the conditions she has, except for Feng Qingyue, she has no other family, and no mother can handle it for her.

There were some jewelry on the dressing table, Feng Qingyan sat at the table, looking at himself with a haggard face in the bronze mirror, he didn't speak for a long time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother, comb your hair."

Feng Qingyue stood behind her, holding a strand of her hair in the palm of his hand, and picked up the wooden comb on the table to comb her hair.

"When a woman is over fifteen years old, she holds a ceremony, and she rolls her long hair up to the top of her head and inserts it with a hairpin. These should have been handled by your mother for you, and my brother, as a man, didn't know much about these things, so he was wronged by Ah Yan. ”

"It's okay, it's all red tape, and I won't save some trouble if I don't mess with it." Feng Qingyan said indifferently.

Feng Qingyue smiled, and then said no more.

He smoothed her long hair, curled it a little awkwardly, and then slowly inserted a golden hairpin out of nowhere into her hair.

"This hairpin was made for you after you were born, and your parents specially ordered someone to build it for you, and it was made of a lot of precious materials, just the red beads dotted on it are priceless treasures, I heard that it is made of the inner dan of the fire phoenix, but I don't know the specifics."

As he spoke, Feng Qingyue smiled again.

Through the bronze mirror, Feng Qingyan looked at the small hairpin inserted in the hair, which was pure gold, and the pattern was a bit like a bird, and a small red bead was inlaid on it, which was beautiful and exquisite.

Needless to say, Feng Qingyan can detect the simplicity of this hairpin just through induction.

Feng Qingyue picked up a tassel on the table and shook it into her hair, the style was Qiongzhi jade leaves, and it was decorated with red beads in the pure gold, and when she moved slightly, the golden tassel inlaid with red beads swayed.

Not to mention, Feng Qingyue has never dressed up a girl usually, and suddenly it is simple to tidy up, which is quite good-looking.