Feng Fenghua burned all night.

Fortunately, some preparations had been made in advance, and the people of Qiong Yuge did not become a mess.

When he woke up on the second day, Feng Fenghua only felt that his mouth was dry, his head was groggy, and the whole person seemed to be in space, and his whole body was weak and weak.

Kite Luan waited for her to drink water, and she was a little sober, and suddenly remembered Xiao Jilai.

Xiao Ji suddenly came over last night, but now she is nowhere to be seen, could it be that she has a fever and is confused, and she is hallucinating?

Feng Fenghua was thinking about it, when Lang Ying came in with the medicine, put down the tray, held the medicine bowl, and stirred it with a spoon: "Miss, Lingxi brought a person outside, saying that it was a newly recruited guard." It seems to be the person who saved Miss yesterday. ”

"The one who saved me?" Feng Fenghua frowned strangely, "Xiao Ji!" ”

"Miss knows? Lingxi said that he wanted the young lady to send him something. Lang Ying handed the medicine bowl to Feng Fenghua, "Miss, drink it while it's hot." ”

Feng Fenghua took the medicine bowl: "Isn't this a matter of Uncle Feng Jiu?" ”

"Lingxi said that the affairs of Qiongyu Pavilion have always been decided by the young lady herself, so the housekeeper just sent people over, and this morning he gave two orders and left."

Feng Fenghua raised her eyes to look out of the window, her eyes were white, and she couldn't see anyone, but she could vaguely feel the presence of someone.

No wonder Xiao Ji was able to save her so coincidentally yesterday, and no wonder he was able to enter her boudoir so smoothly last night.

Lowering his head and leaning to the side of the bowl, just smelling the unpleasant smell of medicine had already made Feng Fenghua almost collapse: "That's it, I will ask him to clean the courtyard on weekdays." These days, there will be no shortage of people in the yard, saving my pear blossoms. ”

After Feng Fenghua finished speaking, he frowned and looked at the soup in the bowl, and with a ruthless heart, he raised his head with a twisted brow, and drank all the medicine in the medicine bowl, with an expression of death on his face.

As soon as he took the medicine bowl away, a word plum was handed to his lips.

She doesn't like sweetness, and if she wants to dispel the medicinal taste in her mouth, she can only rely on acid.

Langying agreed to go down, and after a while, he came in with a tray: "Miss, the county lord asked someone to bring tonic soup." ”

Feng Fenghua had a bitter face, and looked at the tray in Langying's hand with a bitter and bitter expression: "Rongying, you did it on purpose, right?" ”

Shadow shrugged innocently, "It was sent by Aunt Dusk." ”

Feng Fenghua flattened his mouth: "I just said that you can't get sick!" No, I'm going to school! ”

At least I went to the school, and my ears could be quieter.

Iris Luan quickly stopped Feng Fenghua's movements: "Miss, the school has already asked for leave for you, and now that you are injured, you don't need to go to the school." ”

Feng Fenghua leaned into the soft pillow behind him with a bitter face, and his eyes turned from the faces of the two girls: "Then you help me drink!" ”

The last time she was sick was last year. It's just a small cold, and my mother actually gives her three meals a day every day. The most important thing is that those tonic soups are all bitter medicine soups, and she has a psychological shadow now after drinking them.

Since then, she has not dared to let herself get sick.

Feng Qian! Our beams are completely finished!

"Miss, Aunt Wen has come to see you." Han Wu held a sewing basket in one hand and a food box in the other.

Before he got closer, Feng Fenghua keenly smelled the aroma of the food in the food box.

Lang Ying looked at the decoction in his hand in embarrassment: "Miss, this is a tonic, good for the body." ”

Feng Fenghua waved his hand impatiently: "It's hard enough for me to drink medicine, don't drink it!" ”

"But ......" wants to persuade again.

Feng Fenghua raised her head suddenly, pointing a finger at her, her eyes full of threats.

Shadow had to shut up, but he was still a little embarrassed to look at the tonic in his hand.

"Huh? Sister Langying, what kind of medicine are you getting here? Who was hurt? Han Wu put down the food box and sewing basket and sniffed at the tip of his nose.

Lang Ying glanced at her lightly: "Naturally, Miss is injured." ”

Han Wu's complexion changed slightly: "But this medicine is to invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis!" ”

Several people were stunned when they heard this, they all looked at Han Wu, and then looked at the medicine in Lianying's hand, and their faces became extremely ugly.

Feng Fenghua was seriously injured, and it was too late to stop the bleeding, how could he live blood?!