Feng Yichen snatched the portrait, "Don't talk nonsense, she and I are a gentleman's friend, a teacher and a friend."

Feng Shaojin nodded in satisfaction: "As long as the person you like is not Ling Wei, I don't care who you like."

Feng Yichen was angry: "Feng Shaojin, not all men in this world have the same vision as you and like the same woman. Don't see a man as your imaginary enemy."

Feng Shaojin said arrogantly: "Not every man has such a unique and perfect vision as Ben Shao. Even if they like the same woman, you people are not worthy of her."

Feng Yichen: "..."

Feng Yichen was speechless.

He finally believed what Chu Yunyao had said to him, that their Feng family all had the characteristic of arrogance and shamelessness, but he showed it in medical skills, and Feng Shaojin showed it in emotion.

After all, Feng Shaojin, the God of Plague, was finally sent away.

Feng Yichen pushed Mo Lingwei to the guest room: "I lied to my brother that you were pregnant, and told him not to come over to disturb you as much as possible in the future. These days, I will let He Wenhao plan it secretly, and take advantage of my brother's absence. When we are on guard, I will send you and Mu Qing away from the south...

I say sorry to you on behalf of my brother.

I also apologize for my prejudice against you in the past.

From the beginning to the end, it was my brother who was pestering you, not that you couldn't do without my brother. "

Mo Lingwei's eyes flickered: "Where is the second son of the palace?"

"Don't worry, the Gong family sent An Haoyu and He Shougong over to find his father, and Mo Jinlan, the second young lady of the Mo family, came with him.

The second son of the palace is sick, and he will stay in the south to recuperate for the time being. When his health recovers, his father will personally send someone to send them back to Jincheng. You don't have to worry about him. "

Feng Yichen opened one of the pages of the medical book: "When I felt your pulse, I found that you have a cold in your body, it is difficult to conceive, and you need to take care of yourself. I will prescribe a prescription for you to drink every day. Waiting for you to recover soon..."



When Chu Yunyao woke up, she felt bitter in her mouth and extremely thirsty, as if something was burning in her stomach.

In a haze, she closed her eyes and said habitually: "Bao'er, I want to drink water."

"Miss." Yun Da's voice rang in his ears.

Chu Yunyao opened her eyes, looked at Yun Da who suddenly appeared in her sight, and then reacted belatedly.

Bao'er was no longer in Wangyue Pavilion.

Yun Da poured water and handed it to Chu Yunyao.

Chu Yunyao sat up with her arms propped up, took a sip of the water that Yun Da handed over, the skin on her hot mouth was about to fall off, she quickly spit the water into the cup, coughed a few times: "Is there any warm water? ?”

Although Yunda also served the troupe master in the theater troupe, but the troupe master is also a big boss, so there is no need to treat him so meticulously.

Seeing that Chu Yunyao was scalded, Yun Da was flustered nervously, so he quickly poured some cold water into the scalding water, warmed it up, and then handed it to Chu Yunyao: "Miss, I didn't test the temperature of the water, it was just now Didn't it burn you?"

Chu Yunyao carefully took a few sips from the cup, and when the burning feeling in her stomach got better, she asked lightly, "Why are you here?"

Yun Da pursed his lips, not knowing how to speak.

Chu Yunyao lifted the quilt, put on her clothes and got up, "Say it, it doesn't matter."

"At the beginning of each month, it's time for distribution. These silver bills used to be paid to me by Miss Bao'er at the end of the month, but now it's been several days since the beginning of the month..." Yun Da rubbed his fingers anxiously .