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Lin Chu Yue caressed the little boy's face. That peaceful smile of his froze on the corner of his mouth. Facing the moonlight, a voice slowly flowed out, as if it was singing about the sorrows of this world as it spoke of the human world's warmth.

The hearts of everyone fell into the abyss along with the sorrowful feelings revealed by the melody.

She could feel a strong sense of sorrow coming from Lin Chu Yue's body, just like the feeling of suppression she had felt when she was venting her emotions in the Ten Thousand Flowers House.

Feng Yan understood in his heart that Lin Chu Yue was suppressing his emotions, and that there was a past that he could not know of. He would not investigate Yue'er's past. He was waiting, waiting for the day Lin Chu Yue explained everything to him.

"Yue Er, the imperial doctors are already here. This king will take you to rest. Don't worry, they will definitely treat these children." Feng Yan stood up and hugged Lin Chu Yue.

Purple clothes tightly wrapped around Lin Chu Yue's ice-cold body. Separated by clothes, Lin Chu Yue felt her warm chest, and unconsciously tilted her head to get closer to Feng Yan's embrace, closing her eyes.

He felt so at ease, so at peace. It was as if a heavy mountain had been turned into nothingness.

Gradually, the sound of regular breathing came out from the words, and Lin Chu Yue who was affected, fell asleep.

"Yue'er, no matter what happens to you, in the future, you'll have this king by your side." Carrying Lin Chu Yue, Feng Yan turned around and disappeared from everyone's line of sight.

The group of Sirius looked at the purple figure that had disappeared from their sight and did not give chase. Perhaps, it was only in that person's arms that Master would be able to sleep soundly.

After being taken over by the royal doctors, Yu Wen Yi, Li Le and the rest were so tired that they laid on the ground.

"What do you think, brat? Do you still want to continue learning medicine? In the future, there will be many situations like this." Wang Feng turned his head and looked at Yu Wen Yi who had a haggard face.

"Learn, not only for myself, but also for her. I want to return to the Yanzhou to take revenge for her."

Yu Wen Yi's words made Wang Feng frown. She originally wanted to say something, but in the end, she did not! Forget it. In the future, this fellow will understand that it is impossible for him to reach mastery in her medical techniques with his current state of mind.

On the other hand, when Sky Wolf and the others heard Yu Wen Yi's words clearly, they all looked at each other. Could it be that Yu Wen Yi also wanted to avenge the Master?

At this very moment, atop a nearby city wall, Feng Tian Xiao, who was dressed in fine blue and was wearing a moon-like white robe, was quietly watching everything that was happening in front of him.

Feng Tian Xiao's gaze landed on the woman in Feng Yan's embrace. "Second Imperial Brother, if I were to propose to Royal Father and matriarch, would Royal Father agree to it?"

Hearing Feng Tian Xiao's words, the light in Feng Tian Jin's eyes flickered, and his tone was as calm as water: "Let's see how you explain yourself then."

"In that case, second royal brother also supported me." Since the second royal brother had said it like that, he should also make a decision now. Otherwise, Feng Yan and Lin Chu Yue would get closer and closer.

"Of course, you are this prince's only brother." Her long hair was tied up diagonally at her side and she had only used a pummelo seed to hold her in place. Under the enveloping moonlight, a faintly discernible chill appeared in Feng Tian Jin's eyes, making it difficult for him to detect it: "Your birthday is in a few days, where are you planning to hold it?"

When Feng Tian Jin mentioned the two days of his birthday, the smile in Feng Tian Xiao's eyes grew even wider. He could completely use this chance to bring up this matter to royal father's matriarch, and the moment he thought of this, Feng Tian Xiao began to look forward to the day of his birthday even more.

… ….

Lin Mansion.

Gently placing Lin Chu Yue on the bed, Feng Yan tucked herself in.

A large hand filled with calluses gently caressed her face. Her eyebrows that were tightly knitted in her dreams seemed to be entwined with a thousand sorrows. "Yue Er, if you have something on your mind, why don't you let me pour it out?"

"Yuwen..."

A faint voice came out of Lin Chu Yue's mouth. When Feng Yan heard the name of the person Lin Chu Yue called out, it was as if she wanted to cut him into a thousand pieces.

Yuwen?

"Yu Wen Jing, no matter what kind of person I am in the next life, I, Lin Chu Yue, will skin you alive and pull your tendons out, so that you will never be at peace for the rest of your life."

Killing intent instantly erupted from Lin Chu Yue's body, sensing the uneasy girl in her dreams, Feng Yan tightly held onto Lin Chu Yue's hands.

The Yanzhou Emperor, Yu Wen Jing?

As for why Yue'er would call out Yu Wen Jing's name in his sleep, it was also because that overflowing hatred seemed to want to grind Yu Wen Jing's bones into ashes.

It was because she didn't understand, and was also a question. Seeing Lin Chu Yue mumbling in her sleep, it was the first time Feng Yan wanted to know more about her.

Creak –

At this time, a sound came from the door. A gust of cold wind blew and Lin Miao Ran walked in with a bowl of hot soup.

"Wonderful! Greetings to the Prince! Wonderful! I'm afraid that my sister didn't eat anything in the Li Residence for a day, so I specially made some tonic to come and visit you." Lin Miao Ran slowly walked forward, her voice revealing the shyness of a girl.

Looking at Feng Yan's majestic back, his heart thumped loudly.

Without waiting for Lin Miao Ran to reach Feng Yan's side, a black figure instantly appeared and blocked Lin Miao Ran's path. Kun Peng dodged, and blocked Lin Miao Ran's path: "Second Miss Lin, please stop."

"But this soup …"

Lin Miao Ran was not willing to leave just like that. Feng Yan had not yet turned around to see her, she could not leave just like that, but in front of her, the God of Slaughter had blocked her way.

"This humble servant will submit the soup after the inspection, please allow the second miss to leave."

Kun Peng had already ordered them to leave. Even if he was unwilling, the only thing he could do was to leave with hatred.

There was no rush, there was still a lot of time left in the future, and there were still many opportunities to interact with the Flame King.

"Your Highness, the soup is harmless." After putting away the silver needle in his hand, Kun Peng placed the bowl of soup to the side, "Your Highness, the birth of the Fourth Prince is in just a few more days.

"Marry?" Feng Yan looked at the slumbering Lin Chu Yue and extended his hand to pacify the worry between his brows, "Do you know who the target is?"

"Yes …" It's the Lady Lin. " The Lady Lin that Kun Peng was referring to was naturally Lin Chu Yue, but according to the personality of the dukes, they would definitely not let the Fourth Prince succeed in marrying them.

Moreover, the Lady Lin had already been rescinded by the Fourth Prince once.

"Lin Mansion doesn't only have one Lady Lin. Tell Imperial Consort Lin that if I am in a good mood, I might let them rest in peace for a while." The cold words were like the words of a demon from hell. The low, magnetic voice made people willingly fall into the abyss.

To dare to have thoughts about Lin Chu Yue, so what if she was a blood relative?

"Yes, Your Highness. I understand. "

With a leap, Kun Peng's figure disappeared from the room.

The moonlight lightly shone on Lin Chu Yue's face. Feng Yan took off his long robe and laid it beside Lin Chu Yue, gently kissing the seductive aroma, "Yue'er, when will you open your heart to this duke?"

… ….

Lin Mansion Great Hall.

Lin Chu Yue's expression was somewhat ugly as she yawned several times consecutively. She sat at the seat of honor in the West Wing's Main Hall and looked at the few people whose expressions were similarly not too good.

"What? You didn't sleep well last night?"

"Hah —" Wang Feng drank the thick tea brewed by Liu Er, and even though he was slightly spirited, he was still infected by Lin Chu Yue and yawned. "I'm not sleeping at all."

When they came back from the Eastern District, they thought that the royal doctors would properly take care of those children, but who would have thought that those damned bastards would send all twenty-three of them to the Lin Mansion.

The good thing was that the children were still obedient and took care of the heavily injured ones. But even so, Wang Feng, Zhang Qiao, Yu Wen Yi and Li Le still worked busily throughout the night.

"What about the casualties?" Last night, she remembered that she had fallen asleep in Feng Yan's embrace and when she woke up, she was already in Lin Mansion's room.

Maybe the little boy's death had stimulated the pain in her heart, and last night, she had once again dreamt of what had happened in Yumen.

Zhang Qiao rubbed his eyes as he took the medical record from him: "Under the ruins, there were twenty-eight children buried, five dead and twenty-three injured, of them, thirteen of them were severely injured, and ten of them were lightly injured. They have been properly placed in West Wing."

The ward of the West Wing was already packed to the brim with children. More than ten of them were placed in one room, and in the end, the Gauguin managed to vacate his own room.

"Don't worry, those five dead children have already been buried well. The reason why the temple collapsed was because they lost their ability to repair it over a long period of time, and because someone intentionally cut off the carrying pole of the temple." Li Le said what he had heard last night. Those children who were sleeping could faintly hear the sounds of a saw.

Mo Lang and the group of guards checked and sure enough, there were traces of a sword being cut off on the carrying pole.

"Achoo!" After sniffing with his nose, Yu Wen Yi curled up on the chair, his eyes half closed and almost falling asleep.

It was not only Yu Wen Yi, Wang Feng and the other two, it was the same as well. It was as if they had been given a pillow and they could fall asleep anytime.

"Zhang Qiao, Li Le, Yu Wen Yi, the three of you go sleep. In the afternoon, replace Wang Feng."

Lin Mansion still did not have enough manpower. If he encountered a major accident, just the four of them alone would not be able to split him into two.

Under Lin Chu Yue's forceful attitude, Zhang Qiao and the other two left the West Wing Hall and returned to their respective rooms to rest. Looking at the tired Wang Feng, Lin Chu Yue smiled lightly: "What, this kind of life, is better than the high salary and reputation of an imperial physician?"

Wang Feng frowned, looking at the playfulness in Lin Chu Yue's eyes, he laughed helplessly: "I am tired, and indeed very tired. But there's no need to worry about it, and there's no need to scheme or scheme. Even if you're tired, you can live up to your conscience. It's worth it. "

"Eldest Miss, it's bad!" Liu Er hurriedly ran to the main hall of the West Wing. The moment she saw Lin Chu Yue, her apprehensive heart had finally settled down. She felt like she was about to become a jinx that would deliver bad news.