Chapter 34: Infiltration (2)
Cuiyan has always been by the side of Prince Hong, although she is only in her early twenties, she has always acted steadily, which is why Feng Lingxi chose her to Luo Jiachen's side.
After all, the Marquis of Yongchang's Mansion is not a casual place, if you choose a maid indiscriminately, I am afraid that you will not be able to cope with it at all.
Cui Yan is in a hurry to leave the house, I am afraid that Luo Jiachen is really auspicious.
This courtyard has strengthened its vigilance, and it is not a good move for Feng Lingxi to come rashly, but because Luo Jiachen said Zhao Yunxi's name, he really can't sit idly by.
After Feng Lingxi entered the wall, he was still vigilant, and only after making sure that there was no danger did he tiptoe open the door of Luo Jiachen's room.
In the room, Cui Yan was sitting on a chair, holding her head with her hand, this sleeping position was extremely uncomfortable, but she seemed to be extremely tired, and she was sleeping a little heavily in such a position, and she didn't realize that Feng Lingxi was coming. Compared with Cuiyan, Linglong was relatively comfortable lying on the rocking chair, and I don't know if it was a nightmare, so she frowned all the time.
Feng Lingxi didn't linger too long, and walked straight to Luo Jiachen's bed, and couldn't help but be shocked.
There was an oil lamp lit on the table, the room was not big, but it was also a little dim, and it could be seen that Luo Jiachen's face was extremely pale, even to the point of being terrifying. And her expression was extremely distorted, she seemed to be in pain, and strangely did not make a single movement.
Feng Lingxi stretched out his hand to probe Luo Jiachen's snort, his breath was like a gossamer, as if it was about to break in the next second, which made his eyes suddenly dim a little.
Luo Jiachen has come to this point, and Mrs. Hou even ordered the house to be grounded for one day and not allowed to go out, and she refused to even make an exception, which shows how low she thinks of Luo Jiachen's life.
Cui Yan's arm was probably a little sore, and he slipped without holding it for a while, and he wanted to see Luo Jiachen's situation in a hazy way, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a person standing in front of the bed, and he was so frightened that he almost screamed.
Feng Lingxi was shocked and immediately stepped forward to cover Cui Yan's mouth.
"Don't shout, it's me." Feng Lingxi whispered.
Cui Yan saw clearly that the person in front of him was Shizi Feng Lingxi, a trace of surprise crossed his eyes, and after he put down his hand, he said in a low voice: "Shizi, you can count it, quickly find a way to save Miss." ”
There was an unconcealable joy in his tone.
Feng Lingxi's face was still serious, "What's wrong with her?" What did the doctor say? ”
"In the morning the young lady was making breakfast in the kitchen, and the slave maid was cleaning the yard outside, and when she heard the sound of the bowl breaking, she went into the kitchen, and the young lady was already sitting on the ground in pain with her head in her hands. The slave maid first found the doctor, and the doctor said that the young lady's pulse was chaotic and came and went, so he prescribed a prescription, saying that the young lady drank the medicine, and if it got better the next day, it would be fine, but the young lady did not enter the dripping water, and the forced irrigation was useless, and the slave and the maid were afraid of choking her and did not dare to feed it again, and wanted to go out to find the son, and the house was grounded. Cui Yan said the back, her voice a little choked.
If she can get out of the house, I am afraid that even if the master is not alive at this moment, he will not be like this, lying on the bed in pain, and they can't do anything.
Feng Lingxi frowned, the secret guard could only monitor from a distance, and he would not let the carefully cultivated secret guard be exposed casually, the news he got was naturally one-sided, but he didn't expect so many things to happen in the middle.
If you want to say that Luo Jiachen was still alive and kicking two days ago, how could he suddenly fall ill? The pulse has become so strange, I'm afraid it's not that simple.