After crossing over, I was favored by the villain

The queen's bedroom.

Imperial Physician Fu diagnosed Jin Yan, stroked his beard, and then raised his hand to take his pulse.

Seeing this, Feng Hanyun asked, "Why did you faint?"

Imperial Physician Fu was silent for a moment. "I have been practicing medicine for half my life, and I have never seen such a disease. There is nothing wrong with the body. The lack of Qi and blood caused the fainting. Maybe it was palpitations."

Feng Hanyun thought about what Jin Yan said, and combined with her behavior of predicting the future, she might not really be from this world. It seems that she needs to find an opportunity to ask her again.

Feng Hanyun still bowed to Doctor Fu and said, "Thank you."

"I'll prescribe two doses of nourishing medicine for the girl. She can take them when she wakes up." Imperial Physician Fu nodded slightly.

Feng Hanyun still thanked him, "Thank you, Imperial Physician Fu."

The attendants took Imperial Physician Fu away from the two of them. Feng Hanyun sat next to Jin Yan and looked at her worriedly. Although Jin Yan was a mystery, he felt very complicated when he saw her like this. Everything she did was to try to save herself, but he often doubted her.

It was not until today that I realized that I had never thought about getting to know Jin Yan, and I was still doubting her wholeheartedly thinking about me.

Maybe it is really like what the master said, in her dark life, perhaps only the light of Jin Yan shining in makes it meaningful.

Feng Hanyun looked at Jin Yan's hair that was wet with sweat and helped her clean it up, as if he was more willing to take good care of this cheap little apprentice.

In a daze, Jin Yan dreamed of the totem again, this time it was clearer and she saw a different scene. It was like a volcano, with burning lava, shining and stimulating her sight. The huge phoenix with the shape of Ruibao seemed to be very friendly with her.

Like Ruibao, he took her to fly in the secret realm.

With just a change of thought, she appeared on an altar. She stood at the top and looked at the group of people below who regarded her as an ominous scene. She could not hear what they were saying, but she could only feel her own innocence and her plea for mercy.

Tears began to roll down her cheeks. Voices of shouting and killing rose and fell. No one listened to what she said. Every word of her complaints was so harsh to her ears. All she could do was cry.

Feng Hanyun saw the tears dripping from Jin Yan's eyes and her frowning face full of worry, so she helped her wipe away the tears from her eyes and the sweat from her forehead. Feng Hanyun took the initiative to hold her hand.

Feeling the warmth, Jin Yan gradually calmed down.

After a while, Jin Yan slowly woke up. She opened her eyes, saw the surroundings clearly, and suddenly woke up with a start.

[Were we not in the side hall just now... Okay, I am sick again. ]

She calmed down and was about to wipe the sweat from her forehead when she realized that she seemed to have been holding someone's hand. When she looked in the direction of her sight, the hand was white and slender, and slightly cold to the touch. When she looked along the arm, she met Feng Hanyun's gaze.

Feng Hanyun smiled faintly, "Awake?"

Jin Yan quickly let go of his hand and laughed twice, "Master, are you okay?"

[I fainted while holding the goddess's hand? I'm not being a hooligan, am I? She won't kill me, is she? 】

Jin Yan raised his eyes and stole a glance at Feng Hanyun, only to see her raise her eyebrows, "Get down when you wake up, Jiaolan and the others are already back."

Jin Yan curled his lips, "Yes, Master."

Watching Jin Yan slowly lift the quilt, her expression improved a lot, and after putting on her shoes, she became smart and agile again.

Seeing Jin Yan get out of bed, Jiaolan hurriedly asked, "Sister Yan, are you okay?"

Jin Yan shook his head, "It's okay, it's an old problem, it's not serious."

As they were talking, the door of the bedroom was opened, and the servant brought a bowl of black and thick liquid. He bowed to Jin Yan and the others and said, "Miss, this is the medicine that Imperial Physician Fu ordered us to make. He said you must drink it when you wake up."

Jin Yan raised his eyebrows and moved a little closer. The pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine irritated her nasal cavity, making her sneeze uncontrollably. She refused with satisfaction.

He pushed the tray away and said hurriedly, "I appreciate the imperial physician's kindness, but I won't take the medicine..."

[This medicine is even scarier than the goddess's tonic soup. I don't know if it can cure the disease, but the smell alone is enough to put people off.]

Feng Hanyun walked over and picked up the medicine on the tray. After the attendant bowed and left, she looked at Jin Yan sharply, "Do you want me to feed you or do you drink it yourself?"

Jin Yan looked at Feng Hanyun's murderous eyes and swallowed.

[Isn't it true that if you don't drink the goddess, you will kill people, but if you drink the imperial doctor, you will kill people? Isn't it good to be alive? ]

She shrugged, "I drink it myself."

After taking the medicine, Jin Yan made up her mind. She pinched her nose and tilted her head back to drink the whole bowl of Chinese medicine. The bitter taste in her throat almost made her spit it out. She stuck out her tongue and kept trying to find something that could neutralize it.

Who knew that Feng Hanyun took out a ball from somewhere and stuffed it into her mouth while she was sticking out her tongue.

Feeling the sweetness, Jin Yan looked at Feng Hanyun, "Is it... sugar?"

"Yeah." Feng Hanyun's expression eased a lot.

Jin Yan pursed her lips, the sweetness in her mouth was not as sweet as her heart. "Thank you, Master."

Guerlain tilted her head and looked at Feng Hanyun, then stretched out her hand and said, "Any more? Give me one."

"No." Feng Hanyun turned his head away and ignored Guerlain.

Jiaolan glared angrily at Feng Hanyun who ignored her. Yingji beside her immediately brought a pastry and said, "My Lord, please eat this."

Guerlain glanced at the cake in Yingji's hand and said disdainfully, "No."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Jin Yan hurriedly asked, "What are your plans for Mingcheng?"

"I'm waiting for you to wake up," Guerlain was a little mad because she didn't get to eat the candy. She pouted, "I've already convinced Mingcheng to cooperate with you. What are your plans?"

Jin Yan held his chin in his hand and thought, [Mingcheng has his own secret team, hidden deep in Jiyun Country, even Minglong doesn't know about it, this is the trump card left for him by the previous king.]

[This means that if Ming Cheng wants to leave, he only needs to let these people take him away. The reason he didn't leave must be because of Ming Long. ]

[We should find a way to let Mingcheng take power as soon as possible. The military token is in Minglong's hands. Only the military token can mobilize the troops of Jiyun Kingdom. If the military token is seized, it will be equivalent to cutting off Minglong's arm. The remaining people do not obey Minglong in the first place. They are just hypocritical and cannot be used as evidence.]

After thinking this through, Jin Yan looked at Jiao Lan, "Lan Lan, do you know what the military token looks like? Where is it?"

"Are you planning on taking the military token?" Jiaolan looked at Jin Yan with a raised eyebrow.

Jin Yan curled his lips and sighed, "The military token is related to the mobilization of Jiyun's troops, which means that controlling the military token is equivalent to controlling half of Jiyun's country."

"The Prince Yu's Mansion is about to massacre the city, and then the army will be at the gates of the city. By then, even if Minglong holds the military order, he will not have time to mobilize troops. However, if Mingcheng is the ruler of Jiyun Country, he will definitely be able to prevent the tragedy from happening."

Jiaolan thought carefully about Jin Yan's words. You know, when Jin Yan was unconscious, Mingcheng also asked her to help steal the military token so that he could leave that small side hall.

Although she did not agree immediately, she also wanted to help.

Just as Jin Yan mentioned this, Jiaolan looked at Yingji, "Can you do it?"

Of course Yingji knew what Jiaolan meant. Among all the people present, no one knew Jiyun Kingdom better than him, and it was only him who stole the military token.

Ying Ji bowed and said, "My Lord, His Highness is ill right now. Can he still take charge of the situation?"