Her medical skills are really not good. She can not only solve the redness and swelling on her face in an hour, but also easily produce antidote. She is really a rare talent.

"Princess, why are you looking at me like this? Is it uncomfortable?" Aware that something was wrong with her, Fu Liu frowned slightly, leaned over and touched her forehead, muttering in a low voice: "the temperature is normal, too."

Light cough, don't want to let her see his mind, Feng Qing Yao way: "this pill you have more, useful in the future."

With this medicine, she will no longer have to worry about the headache after the hangover.

Fu Liu responded generously, with a smile on his face, as if he was happy because he had been affirmed. He took out a blue porcelain vase from his arms like a treasure offering. "Princess, I still have seven or eight here. You can take them with you."

"No, it's medicine. You'd better drink less wine, princess. It's not a good thing." The blue porcelain vase is picked up by Xia Zhu, who persuades her.

Feng Qingyao shrinks her neck and thinks of Changming again. Thinking that she has been coughing all the time, she asks Fu Liu, "which famous doctor did you take for your excellent medical skill?"

Mentioning her master, Fu Liu blinked, waved her hand and said, "princess, I'm not sure where he's gone

"Follow me to the post station. Princess Changming is in a bad condition. If you can cure her, I'll give you a sum of money and settle down in the place you like."

Thinking of Changming's illness, fengqingyao frowned. When Fuliu heard her words, her brow also frowned. With a snort, she pulled her sleeve and said, "the princess doesn't want to Fuliu again. Fuliu can show her the princess's illness, but the princess must not rush Fuliu away."

As she spoke, she wiped her tears, and helped Liu squeeze some tears out of her eyes, trying to make a miserable appearance. Fengqingyao was really helpless and sighed, so she had to agree.

Later, fengqingyao came back from the post station with Fuliu. Princess Changming had been ill for a long time, but Fuliu didn't think much of it. She prescribed several kinds of medicine and said that she could recover after drinking for half a month.

Because of this, Changming still delayed his trip for a few days, waiting to take good care of himself before leaving the capital.

Fu Liu's medical skills, which she wrote to, she sat in the pavilion and watched the moon. There was no noise of Phoenix and enchanting smoke in the house. It was so quiet. As usual, Fu Liu ran to the yard to play with the young man. I don't know if it was because they were similar in age. When Fu Liu came, he pestered him.

He was cold-blooded and despised Fuliu, hiding everywhere. Only when he was with fengqingyao, Fuliu would converge.

Therefore, in the pavilion at this time, there were two of them.

"Fuliu, go and see if Xiazhu's tea is ready." Looking at the young man's irritable face, Feng Qingyao coughed lightly and opened Fu Liu.

Reluctant to leave the pavilion, Fuliu still looks at the boy, which makes him frown. After Fuliu leaves, fengqingyao sighs.

"What you said a few days ago, does it count?" Looking up at the young man, Feng Qingyao was a bit upright.

Suddenly hearing his question, the boy was a little stunned. He reacted for a while and asked suspiciously, "what's the matter?"

Helpless to shake her head, Feng Qingyao reminds her, "don't you want to protect pinru? Now I'll give you a chance to become stronger. Would you like to?"

Listen to her say so, youth Mou in a bright, seem to be some surprised, "really?"

"Of course, it's true. It's just that this road is too hard. If you choose it, you'll have to suffer. Can you stand it? " Such is to ask, Feng Qing Yao apricot Mou straight stares at his eyes to see, seem to want to see through his heart.

The color of the young man's eyes remained unchanged, and she was allowed to stare at her. Her face remained unchanged, and her tone was extremely firm. She said: "if you have to suffer, you will be a master. Don't worry, princess. I won't let you down."

Seeing that he is so progressive, Feng Qingyao smiles and says something to him at will. Then she goes back to her room to have a rest. She plans to make a long-term plan, but she hasn't had time to do anything.

The next morning, the princess of Changming came.

When the news came to lingwangfu, fengqingyao was sitting in the courtyard, pointing out Xiazhu Kung Fu. With a bang, the tea spilled all over the floor.

Looking up at the young man who came to report the funeral, Feng Qingyao frowned a little, and her eyes were full of disbelief. When she went yesterday, Changming was still fine.

Fu Liu also said that as long as she drank the medicine for half a month, she could recover, and how could she die.

Not daring to delay anything, Feng Qingyao ran quickly to the post station. On the way, she bumped into a man and hit his forehead on his chest. She was heartbroken.

"Princess, you Why did you cry? Did I hurt you? " Ouyang Jing looks at Feng Qingyao in front of her eyes, and sees her two lines of tears, which is even more startled.

Ouyang Jing saw the person in front of her. Fengqing Yao raised her mouth and tried to smile at him, but she couldn't smile. Ouyang Jing felt a pain when she saw her. Looking at the direction she came all the way, she said suspiciously, "are you going to the post station? I've heard about Princess Changming. Don't be too sad."Ouyang Jing is also a bit sorry to mention Changming. Fengqing Yao is deeply loved by Changming, and he has heard about it. Now she has become a tearful person, which really makes him sad.

"Thank you, young master Ouyang. I offended you." Having no time to delay with him for a long time, Feng Qingyao said so, and then walked forward again, stumbling all the way, and finally arrived at the post station.

There were many people in the post station, and Feng Xuan was also standing in white, especially conspicuous.

And beside him stood Ouyang Xue in a red dress, white and red, which was more eye-catching in the crowd.

Chang Ming sleeps peacefully in the coffin in the mourning hall. His face is as usual, but he is a little white. His two divine eyes are closed, as if they will never open again.

Regardless of the public's words, fengqingyao approached the coffin step by step, looking at Changming's face, frowning.

"Qing Yao..." The voice of Feng Xuanyi came from behind, and Feng Qingyao was not moved.

Just looking at Changming, there are five flavors in my heart.

"Hum, the cat is crying for the mouse. It's really merciful, fengqingyao. But someone said that you came to the post station with your servant girl yesterday and gave a prescription to Princess Changming. I suspect that the princess's death is related to you."

Feng Yanning, standing on one side, snorts coldly and stares at her unkindly. When she hears this, all the people present change their faces. It's true that the young man says that fengqingyao once came, and Changming died soon after she left.

Hearing this, Feng Qingyao sneered and looked back at Feng Xuanyi, who was separated by a few steps behind him. He only felt a little surprised in his Feng eyes, "you Don't you believe me? "