Feng was lying in Ye Zhifei's room, listening to the two leaving, so he ordered his entourage to come in and pack his things.

She drank the last sip of the jug herself before slowly leaving the room.

Her room had to pass through an arched door to see it.

It is said to be a yard, but the yard is very large.

Pavilions and pavilions, you name it.

Feng Qing put on her cloak and went back to her room, her body still carrying the cold.

The room is covered with underfloor heating, but it doesn't feel cold, so I don't use charcoal basins.

If it weren't for this heavy snowfall, I'm afraid the weather would have warmed up now.

When Chu Fan came over, he was accompanied by a little waiter, who was originally from the princess's mansion, but he was very conscientious and loyal.

Feng was mad at this time, so he stayed by Chu Fanyin's side.

Chu Fan treats Feng lightly and sincerely, why not Feng is arrogant?

"Is His Highness back?"

Chu Fanyin's voice came out through the layers of crystal bead curtains, and his voice was still a little sleepy, as if he had just woken up.

The little attendant hung up Feng's maniac, and then retreated by himself, carefully closed the door, and guarded outside.

Chu Bianjun and His Royal Highness the Empress Dowager haven't seen each other for a long time, they must have a lot to say, and they must not be disturbed by others.

"Did Lone wake you up?"

Feng's frantic voice was deliberately softened, and she lifted the beaded curtain and walked towards the bed.

Chu Fanyin sat up on the bed, his hair slightly messy.

Feng raised his hand frantically, and subconsciously straightened out Chu Fanyin's hair.

Chu Fanyin also leaned into Feng Qingfang's arms, his eyes were full of dependence and longing, even if Feng Qingyan was by his side, he still thought about her.

"How could it be that His Highness woke him up, it was that Fan Yin didn't sleep soundly in the first place......"

Chu Fan Yin said, hugged Feng Qingfang's neck, and looked at Feng Qingfang's eyes with a little fear.

"Fan Yin remembered His Highness in his heart, Fan Yin was afraid that His Highness would come back, Fan Yin slept deeply, and he couldn't see His Highness......"

Feng leaned in and kissed the corner of his lips gently.

"Isn't Lone here? Lonely won't leave your ......"

Chu Fanyin hummed softly and obediently leaned on Feng Qingfang's shoulder.

Feng lightly touched Chu Fanyin's head gently, looking at the tiredness in his eyes, slightly distressed.

"Is it okay to sleep alone with Fan for a while?"

Chu Fan raised his eyes when he heard this, looking at Feng Qingfang, there was a little uneasiness and worry in it.

"Will His Highness leave after Fan Yin falls asleep?"

That day, Feng left the imperial capital lightly, and did not wake up Chu Fanyin, he always remembered this incident.

When he woke up that day, he saw the sky and panicked.

hurriedly got up, but was told by the attendant that Her Royal Highness had set off.

How he regretted not being able to say goodbye to her.

Even if we can't go together, I want to see her a few more times.

Feng shook his head lightly, with firmness in his eyes: "Fan Yin believes in Lone, Lone will not leave after falling asleep, Lone will accompany you to wake up......"

Feng's frantic promise made Chu Fanyin feel relieved, and he lay down and closed his eyes with peace of mind.

When he fell asleep, he was still clutching Feng Qingfang's sleeve tightly.

Feng was lying on Chu Fanyin's side, looking at his sleeping face, his heart was soft.

She listened to his breathing and closed her eyes as well.

Ye Zhifei was in the room of the city lord of Yicheng and stayed for almost an hour before coming out.

When she came out, she still had a stack of silver tickets in her hand.

Ye Zhifei only glanced at it roughly, probably in order to get an auspicious number, he gave her 60,000 taels of silver tickets.

With a silver ticket of 60,000 taels, he bought a bottle of condensing pills given to him by Ye Zhifei.

In fact, this medicine is also the effect of sleep aid, but who is Ye Zhifei?

She is the only one in the world who can boast about this medicine, and the price of this medicine has naturally doubled.

When she went back, Feng Qingmad had already left, and she didn't have to think about it to know what Feng Qingmad was doing.

Most of them were thinking about her beauty and went back to find the beauty.

This way from Dijing to Yicheng, although they did not hurry.

But she just felt tired, so she covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed a few times.

The entourage who followed her hurriedly poured hot water and handed it to Ye Zhifei.

The temperature of the water was just right, and Ye Zhifei took a few sips, and then he felt a little more comfortable.

"You go and tell Her Royal Highness, just say that the money is in place, it's time to slow down......"

After all, Ye Zhifei came here as a Taoist priest, and since he wanted to catch ghosts, he had to cooperate with Feng lightly.

After all, where are the ghosts?

There are no ghosts in this city lord's mansion, but there are a bunch of ghosts.

And when the attendant received the command, he went down.

The city lord of the Wing City here couldn't wait to take a pill and sleep as soon as Ye Zhifei left, and slept directly until noon the next day.

In all these days, it was the most restful sleep she had ever had.

"This Guyuan Dan is really good......"

The city lord of Yicheng muttered, and the distress in his heart was a little less.

Being able to consolidate one's own vitality and make ghosts dare not approach is a good thing.

I heard that the situation is also in the same situation among the more than 20 merchants, and they are all in the same boat.

One is prosperous, and one is lost.

With this good thing, how can you not mention it.

The city lord of Yicheng crackled his abacus in his heart.

What she likes most is money, this is a good opportunity to make money, she can take the Gu Yuan Dan through this Dao Master, and then sell it to those people at a high price.

She can also make a difference in the middle, right?

But her idea was very good, but the reality made her idea come to naught.

I don't know who spread it, saying that there is a Taoist chief in this city lord's mansion, who can dispel evil spirits and has great magical powers.

She has yet to put her ideas into action.

Those few families specially sent people over to ask Ye Zhifei for medicine.

Of course, these news were released by Feng Qingfang.

Who is the city lord of Yicheng, Feng Qingfang can see it clearly, she is greedy for money, and Feng Qingfang will cut off her financial route.

It's all about making money, so why give it to others?

Feng Qingfang hid in Ye Zhifei's inner room, listening to the honorific title and humble prayers of the people outside for Ye Zhifei.

She had a smile on her face all the time, trying her best not to let herself laugh.

After a long time, Ye Zhifei sent away batches of people before he walked in.

Handing the money to Feng Qingfang, a faint smile appeared on her face.

"Now, this money should be enough......"

"Enough for what?"

Feng lightly counted all the money and asked casually.

"Didn't someone raise a dead soldier to harm Her Royal Highness before? Now let's have some fun and take revenge by the way......"

Ye Zhifei sat on the chair on the side, and his smile was much easier.

"Tsk, you're all about to do it?"

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and sighed.

Ye Zhifei shook his head disapprenosingly: "Feiye, Feiye, Her Royal Highness the Empress also had a plan, didn't he?" ”

"Oh, you know ...... lonely"