Everyone had their own thoughts.
Feng Wuya quickly said, "Tie Xin, prepare a side room for Mr. Feng Si."
Tie Xin was stunned for a moment before reacting, then bowed and said, "Yes!"
But, it was strange, why did it feel like... like his own status was lower in front of Feng Si?
Weren't they all subordinates of the Prince?
Tie Xin dared not think further and immediately went to prepare a side room.
After Feng Si entered, he did not come out for a long time.
But his side room was adjacent to Feng Wuya's room. After repeatedly confirming that he was one of them, Tie Xin was completely relieved.
This Mr. Feng Si truly seemed to have unmatched martial arts skills.
At least in their group, even if Fulong and Chu Qianli were both masters, they were no match for Mr. Feng Si.
With him here, Tie Xin felt at ease.
Feng Wuya, Fulong, and Chu Qianli were still in the dilapidated hall.
"We don't know who the 'medicine people' were targeting, but those Fusang assassins were clearly after Ziyue."
Chu Qianli turned her head and looked at Long Ziyue, who was sitting not far away.
"Ziyue, you must be extremely careful."
Long Ziyue was restless and could only nod.
Those Fusang death warriors might not have high martial arts skills, but they possessed stealth techniques, which made them the most difficult to deal with.
To put it bluntly, they could suddenly appear beside you without you even knowing.
"It's getting late, everyone go back and tidy up, and get some rest early."
Chu Qianli looked at Feng Wuya and said, "I'll escort you back."
"Okay." Feng Wuya left the hall with Tie Xin.
As Chu Qianli was leaving, she gently tugged Long Ziyue's sleeve and whispered, "Their target is you. Sleeping alone is too unsafe. Come to my room later. After I finish the acupuncture for Wuya, I'll come back to accompany you."
Long Ziyue looked at her, "Then you'll be in danger too."
"My martial arts are better than yours, I'm not afraid. Moreover, when two people are together, they can look out for each other."
Long Ziyue hesitated for a moment before nodding.
Chu Qianli left and entered the room with Feng Wuya.
After taking his pulse, she began the acupuncture to promote blood circulation.
"Actually, I've been feeling much better recently. There shouldn't be any major issues for now."
"Did Consort Yu transfer her true qi to you again before you left?"
Seeing him nod, Chu Qianli couldn't help but sigh softly, "As a mother, it's truly... so great."
The scene of Consort Yu spitting blood while holding the railing that night flashed back in her mind.
Her heart felt a pang of sadness.
If she were to have a child in the future, and her child were in trouble, would she also give everything, even her own life, to let her child live?
As a mother, this was instinct.
It was just... a bit tragic...
"No matter what Consort Yu has done, anyone can hate her, but you cannot."
"I... have never hated Mother Consort." Even when angry, disappointed, or even desperate, she had never hated her.
He had no right to hate.
Everything Mother Consort did was for her.
"Forget it, it's happened now. Let's not say these unhappy things."
Chu Qianli took out a silver needle and raised her hand to pull open his collar.
Feng Wuya instinctively tugged at his collar.
Chu Qianli smiled, "What is it? In a doctor's eyes, there are only patients, no distinction between male and female. Why are you still shy? Besides, I've seen this body before."
"Nonsense!" Feng Wuya's expression turned serious, and he rebuked, "As a young lady, you shouldn't speak so flippantly!"
"My reputation is already bad anyway, what difference does it make if I'm flippant or not?"
Chu Qianli was indifferent, appearing as if she had given up and was resigned to her fate, "In any case, in this era, I won't be able to get married."
It was said that she had married Prince Xuan, served as a concubine, and then divorced, equivalent to being cast aside.
When Fu Ning told her all this, Chu Qianli had felt nothing, as if she were listening to someone else's story.
But although she had no memory, she knew that Fu Ning would not lie to her.
Since she was a woman who had been divorced, she could no longer hope to get married in this lifetime.
No one wanted her.
Most importantly, her heart was now calm, and being alone was quite good.
She didn't lack friends, and her single life was incredibly happy.
"A'li..."
"I'm not discouraged or disheartened, so you don't need to say any nice words to comfort me, I really don't need comfort."
She would not think she had no future just because she couldn't get married.
As a woman of the new era, who would think like that?
"How are you feeling now?" Her collar was finally pulled open, and the long needle was slowly inserted into his chest.
Feng Wuya closed his eyes and sighed softly, "Very comfortable. The stuffiness in my chest has eased quite a bit recently."
Patients were always in pain, Chu Qianli knew.
The previous two days, he could barely breathe smoothly, which was very difficult.
"Consort Yu's true qi has been of great help to your body."
"Then I..."
"Absolutely not!" Chu Qianli saw through his thoughts at a glance, "You absolutely cannot act, you cannot use your qi, understand?"
Assassins had come tonight, and she wasn't blind to his eagerness to act.
He just didn't want to always be the one being protected.
But given his current physical condition, although it was improving, any use of true qi would cause irreversible damage to his body.
"Besides, don't you have Mr. Feng Si by your side now? He's so powerful, why would you need to act?"
That cold, solitary figure once again lingered in her mind.
Chu Qianli's needle-wielding finger paused slightly before continuing, "Who exactly is he? Why have I never seen such a powerful person by your side before?"
"He's not exactly my subordinate, you could say he's a... friend. I invited him to help."
Feng Wuya stared at her face and smiled faintly, "He has a peculiar temper, is naturally aloof, and dislikes crowds. Most people dare not approach him."
"So, you mean I shouldn't approach him?"
"Not necessarily. If he's willing to let you approach, you can try to get close to him. I'll just warn you, his temper isn't very good."
"I understand, an eccentric master."
However, Chu Qianli still stared intently into his eyes and tentatively asked, "He looks very much like my fourth brother."
Feng Wuya, perhaps due to fatigue or some other reason, closed his eyes as if resting.
"Wuya?"
"Is that so?" His face showed no extra expression, remaining very calm, "If you suspect it, you can try approaching him."
Chu Qianli frowned.
By not explaining or denying, by being so open and magnanimous, it made it impossible to tell if he was lying.
Was Feng Si really Feng Yexuan?
That feeling...
But leading an army into battle was no trivial matter.
How idle was Prince Xuan to abandon his own brothers and disguise himself as a masked swordsman to protect them?
He was a battle-hardened Prince who managed state affairs diligently!
Chu Qianli exhaled and gave a self-deprecating laugh.
Was she overthinking things?
"Alright, you should get some rest early."
She put away the silver needles and stood up. After covering him with the blanket, she left the room.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she stepped out of the room, she looked up and saw a tall, dark figure at the end of the long corridor.
Mr. Feng Si?
What was he doing?