The Almighty Female Supporting Role of Quick Transmigration is in training

Chapter 17 Cowardly and famous lady (16)

"Okay, my prince should go back to the palace today." Feng Qing calmly glanced at the indifferent Luo Qinghuan, feeling inexplicably irritable in her heart, "Feng Wu, send Second Miss Shu back for me."

"Yes, Your Highness." Feng Wu had a cold face as always, showing no emotion.

……

Houfu
According to Feng Qing's instructions, Feng Er took Luo Qinghuan's pulse, left a prescription, and supervised Hongying to make the first medicine, before leaving the Hou's mansion swaggeringly under the eyes of everyone in the Hou's mansion.

Luo Qinghuan lay on the bed with a languid expression. She fell asleep as soon as she drank the medicine. At the same time, she blocked the suspicious second lady from visiting her. When she woke up, it was already evening.

"Hongying?" Luo Qinghuan raised her eyelids and looked out, the room was empty.

Maybe she slept too much, Luo Qinghuan was a little tired, just when she was about to get out of bed, Hong Ying's voice came from outside: "Why is the old lady here?"

After a while, Hongying took the old lady to the back room, and at the same time saw Luo Qinghuan waking up.

"Miss, don't move yet, I'll help you." Hongying skillfully stepped forward to hold her arm, and took out a pillow to cushion her behind, so that Luo Qinghuan's posture could be more comfortable.Luo Qinghuan smiled at her and moved his eyes to the old lady. Seeing the worry on her face, he couldn't help but comfort her: "Grandma, I'm fine."

"I went out well in the morning, why is it like this now?" The old lady shook her head in disapproval, sat down beside Luo Qinghuan's bed, and stretched out her hand to touch her forehead, "It's burning again—Madam Li Mom, bring me my clear dew ointment."

"Don't bother grandma, I'll be fine after a while."

"I always don't know how to take good care of my body, so I, an old woman, worry blindly," the old lady glared at her, "Don't leave home if your health is not good in the future."

……

The old lady babbled on for a long time, but the more Luo Qinghuan listened, the more something went wrong. The old lady kept talking about Meng Lang's name, so Luo Qinghuan had no choice but to look at her helplessly, and simply stopped talking.

Seeing that she hadn't heard Luo Qinghuan's voice for a long time, the old lady stopped nagging. When she met Luo Qinghuan's eyes that seemed to see through everything, she sighed and stopped covering up: "Second girl, I've said so much, old lady. , did you listen?"

Luo Qing smiled and didn't answer, so the old lady continued: "I plan to pick an auspicious day in the next few days and let the boy from the Meng family come to propose marriage."

"Grandmother!" Luo Qinghuan was startled, and put her arms around the old lady's arm, "Grandmother, are you too anxious?"

"My granddaughter is too old to keep her." The old lady sighed sadly, "Second girl, I think the fourth prince seems to have something special for you..."

"Grandma, you're overthinking it," Luo Qinghuan took the opportunity to hold the old lady's hand on her knee, and explained with half helplessness and half seriousness, "The fourth prince is just a little guilty of me."

Under Luo Qinghuan's hint, Hongying told the old lady about what happened in Pudu Temple, but the old lady was still worried.Her precious granddaughter can't have anything to do with the royal family, so she made up her mind.

By the time Luo Qinghuan learned what the old lady had done, the Meng Mansion had already spread the word and began to frequently visit the Hou Mansion.

"Squeak-"

After Luo Qinghuan waved Hongying to leave, she dragged her tired body to the door. Her eyes flashed under the dim candlelight, and she keenly felt something unusual.

"Who's there!" Luo Qinghuan looked around vigilantly, leaning against the door to ensure that she would occupy a favorable spot when the situation was not good.

The wick of the candle was touched by the man with a wooden stick, revealing a handsome face.

Seeing Feng Qing at first, Luo Qinghuan was slightly dazed, but soon regained consciousness, glaring at the visitor: "Fourth Prince—this is my boudoir, not your palace."

Feng Qing was not angry because of her words, but stared fixedly at her faintly visible face under the light, and coughed for a while.

Luo Qinghuan suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood, and his face changed slightly. The smell seemed to come from Feng Qing.Could it be that Fengqing——Luo Qinghuan paused, and tentatively asked, "Are you—injured?"

Feng Qing didn't respond to her, so Luo Qinghuan had no choice but to take the initiative to approach, and by the candlelight, she saw his hand firmly pressing on his waist, with a trace of blood oozing from between his fingers.

"Shu, Shu Qinghuan."

Feng Qing called softly, with an inexplicable look on her face, Luo Qinghuan helped him to the bed with his strange eyes, without any intention of asking about the cause and effect.

"You, don't you want to know what happened?" In the end, Feng Qing couldn't help but open her mouth, which only made Luo Qinghuan frown.

"Say less," Luo Qinghuan opened the closet and took out a porcelain bottle, and threw it into Feng Qing's arms without thinking, "Apply the medicine yourself."

Feng Qing snorted, quite dissatisfied with her tone, but she didn't choke, and took the porcelain bottle obediently.

He was holding his belt with one hand and holding the porcelain bottle with the other. When he met Luo Qinghuan's cool gaze, he couldn't help but tremble all over and immediately said, "Hey, your highness, turn around!"

"Huh?" Luo Qinghuan didn't understand, but saw Feng Qing's face turned redder.

"Don't you understand the reason why men and women don't kiss each other? If it spreads..." Feng Qing was furious, but she didn't look scary at all, "Shameless!"

Originally, Luo Qinghuan was planning to avoid suspicion, but Feng Qing felt teased when she said this, "Your Highness, it's a quiet night, so no one will see it."

"You, you woman..." Feng Qing was so angry that her fingers were trembling, but she couldn't find anything to say to refute. Who told him to run here on a whim? Now he thought it was purely deserved!
However, Luo Qinghuan finally put down the gauze curtain so that he could heal the wound quickly.

After Feng Qing finished applying the medicine, she took a handkerchief to wipe the blood. When the handkerchief just touched the wound, she paused, and calmly stuffed the handkerchief embroidered with the word "Qing Huan" into her sleeve, and sat down. Started to stay on the bed.

"Your Highness?"

It wasn't until Luo Qinghuan outside the curtain called him impatiently for the fifth time that Feng Qing came back to her senses, and said viciously: "What are you doing!"

Luo Qinghuan immediately rolled her eyes, "Your Highness, I just want to remind you that it's getting late, so you'd better return to the palace early."

As soon as the words fell, Feng Qing lifted the gauze curtain. Luo Qinghuan thought that he was going to leave, so she quickly retreated to one side. Seeing this, Feng Qing's face darkened, and she got up from the bed without saying a word, her slender arms He rudely scooped people up in front of him.

"Your Highness Fourth?" Luo Qinghuan didn't know what kind of nerves this guy had, and immediately struggled hard, just touching the wound on Feng Qing's waist.

Feng Qing's deep moans sounded in her ears, and Luo Qinghuan hurriedly stopped her movements.

"Don't move!" Feng Qing threatened in a low voice. Just when Luo Qinghuan thought he was going to say something more, she stopped talking.

Feng Qing hugged Luo Qinghuan silently all the time, and there was no other behavior that exceeded the rules. Luo Qinghuan was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Feng Qing was just hugging her simply, so she didn't stop her anymore.

very warm.

In the darkness, Feng Qing's low voice echoed in the small room.

"Shu Qinghuan, you—don't marry Meng Lang."

(End of this chapter)