When Feng Wuxin finished speaking, the expression in Yancangzhou's eyes was obviously gloomy.

Looking at the changes in Yancangzhou with a smile, Feng Wuxin pulled the horse's reins forward a few steps.

"Don't be excited for the third prince, let's settle the accounts between us slowly if we have time."

With a faint smile on one sentence, Feng Wuxin tightened the reins of the horse, ignored the expression in Yancangzhou's eyes, and rode his horse into the palace.

The sound of horse hooves echoed in the late night of the palace. Yancangzhou, who was standing in front of the palace gate, turned around and looked at Feng Wuxin's disappearing back, with a deeper expression in his eyes.

"Xiahou Lie, do you think she is still Feng Wuxin, you are guarding?"

"No matter what Wuxin becomes, she is always the one I want to protect."

In the dark night, a blue crow gradually appeared under the moonlight, and a pair of gentle amber eyes also looked at Feng Wuxin's disappearing back, and the gentleness in his eyes became even more intense.

"Then you should know that if it is the critical moment, I have to get rid of Feng Wuxin."

The cold sound of Yancangzhou echoed in the night, making people tremble, and the warm spring breeze seemed to plummet to below zero.

Xiahou Lie, who was standing beside Yancangzhou, was still smiling, with an incomprehensible expression hidden in his smile.

At this time, the world was not only silent but also silent, but the murderous intent suppressed in this silence burst out like a roar of wind.

On the other side, Feng Wuxin rode back to the courtyard where Mo Yi was sitting.

"Strictly, prepare water, a lot of water."

Feng Wuxin fed Mo Yi the medicine in the porcelain bottle, but the pills kept choking in his throat. Feng Wuxin took a sip of water and then fed Mo Yi mouth-to-mouth water, delivering the pills to his stomach.

Finally, Feng Wuxin, who had finished everything, sat beside Mo Yi's bed, looked at the pale Junyan, and gently stroked the face with his jade hands.

"Yan Ming, hand the remaining medicine to Jishitang and hand it over to Mr. Qi himself."

"Yes, Mrs. Chitose, please take a rest, too."

A look of worry appeared in Yan Ming's eyes. Qiansui's condition had stabilized, which indicated that the antidote had already taken effect, but Feng Wuxin's face was pale and heartbroken.

Wait and feel sorry!

Thinking of this, Yan Ming instantly threw this undeserved emotion out of the sky, left the palace with a white porcelain bottle, and went to Jishitang as Feng Wuxin's instructions.

Feng Wuxin has been staying by Mo Yi's side. Since the plague broke out, he has not closed his eyes for several days and nights to rest. It was not until after confirming that Mo Yi is safe, a hung heart fell.

When the first ray of sunlight shone in from the window, Mo Yi, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Feng Wuxin, who was sleeping on the bed with half of his body.

The slender big hands gently stroked Feng Wuxin's long, perhaps this slight action woke up Feng Wuxin in his sleep.

Feng Wuxin, who had just fallen asleep, suddenly raised her head and met Mo Yi's eyes, and a bright smile instantly raised on her face.

"You are awake, father-in-law!"

"Have the lady always been by her husband's side?"

Mo Yi looked at the haggard face with heartache, and must have been by his side for days and nights without seeing each other.

His fingertips touched Feng Wuxin's cheek, and all the thousands of words gathered in that gentle move.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mrs.

"Not that, it's not hard at all."

While smiling, Feng Wuxin returned to the bed with warm water, and helped Mo Yi up and handed it over to warm water.

"My father-in-law drinks some water first, I'll make some delicious food for you, haha."

A big yawned with tears in his eyes. When Feng Wuxin was about to get up and leave, he held Feng Wuxin in his arms with his hands.

"Madam, let's sleep for a while, and be with you for your husband."

Feng Wuxin was locked in his arms by Mo Yi, and fell on the bed and pillowed with Mo Yi's arm. Feeling the familiar warmth in the embrace, a trace of sleepyness kept pouring up.

Soon, a well-proportioned breathing sounded, and Feng Wuxin closed his eyes and fell asleep.

At this time, Yan Ming, who had returned from Jishitang, walked forward and knelt on one knee on the ground, telling Mo Yi about his life in the past few days.

Especially Feng Wuxin took care of Qiansui without sleep, and went to Wang's house alone to get a map of the mountains, rivers and the country to trade with Mr. Zhang.

"lady."

A pair of phoenix eyes fell on the sleeping face in my arms, and the quiet sleeping face seemed to be the most precious treasure in the world.

Mo Yi leaned over and kissed Feng Wuxin's forehead lightly, and the murmuring told the deepest love.

Due to the antidote sent by Feng Wuxin, Mr. Qi worked day and night to prepare herbs that had the same effect as the antidote but was much cheaper.

With the help of twenty-two students in the women's class, the plague crisis faced by the capital was finally overcome.

For a few days, Mr. Qi and twenty-two people from the women's class ran around the streets and alleys of the capital, sharing the herbs for treating the plague, and not collecting any penny.

This made the people in the capital feel more grateful to Qi Lao, Gao Ying, Nalan Ronger and others.

In the Jishi Hall, Feng Wuxin looked at the prescription listed by Mr. Qi, and not only sighed at Mr. Qi's intelligence and talent at one time.

"Old Qi, you are amazing, it turns out that ginger is still so spicy."

The herbs listed in the prescription can be said to have good effects on plagues, and are much cheaper than the antidote given to her by Jiutian Chiyue.

"Girl, are you stupid? Are you stupid? The reason why millions of people in Yandu are saved is your credit. Now, you have given this glory to others. Are you mentally ill?"

Mr. Qi really wanted to scold Feng Wuxin. These medicines were clearly sent by Feng Wuxin. The reason why Yandu avoided becoming a dead city was Feng Wuxin's contribution, but now he has pushed all the honors to him and his twenty-two children.

"Let the people of the capital know that everything is your credit, and your image will change."

"Oh, whoever we are with, isn't it just a medicine?"

Feng Wuxin waved his hand and signaled that he didn't care about these messy honors at all.

"How others' impressions of me have anything to do with me, I'm so worried that Mr. Qi will suffer these good names for me."

Looking at Feng Wuxin’s smile, Old Qi really wanted to pry her head open to see what was inside.

There is no doctor in the world who doesn't want to become famous. Feng Wuxin can take this opportunity to dispel the most primitive bad impression of her in people's hearts. But the dead girl pushed all the good things on them without caring about it, making everyone think that they had developed the medicine for understanding.

"Girl, have you really handed over the fragments of the mountains, rivers and the country map?"

"Otherwise, Mr. Qi thought the antidote was caused by the strong wind."

After blanching his eyes at Old Qi, Feng Wuxin picked up the teacup and a sip of fragrant tea. "But I have a place that I can't understand. If a person from the Nine Heavens wants a map of mountains, rivers and country, he can use other methods. Why does it take such a big trouble?"
Chapter completed!