Now and then, fine, now and then, not.
After Lou Yi's series of narrations, Mu Anxiao found herself unable to understand Bing'er. She sighed softly and looked up at Lou Yi, "Do you think the coachman's room has any issues?"
"His room," Lou Yi said, after thinking for a moment, "is indeed a bit strange."
"How is it strange?" Mu Anxiao was curious.
Lou Yi: "It's incredibly cold, and the aura inside felt odd."
"Is there any demonic energy?"
"Demonic energy..." Lou Yi mused, "I didn't sense any demonic energy, but I do find the coachman rather peculiar."
"Tell me."
"When I went there, I waited outside for a while. I felt," Lou Yi said, "I felt he was playing the victim."
"Playing the victim?"
"Yes, he kept telling Feng Qishi about Bing'er's condition, just kept talking and talking."
"What did Feng Qishi say?"
"He didn't say anything."
"He didn't say anything?" Mu Anxiao was surprised. After thinking, she asked again, "By the way, what is Bing'er doing?"
"Lying in bed, she looks very weak," Lou Yi elaborated.
"Very weak," Mu Anxiao found it unbelievable, then she thought, "That's not right. She looked quite healthy today. How could she become weak just because Feng Qishi left? It doesn't make sense."
"What do you mean by that?" Lou Yi said, "You think she's faking it? But her father said she fell."
"Not necessarily," Mu Anxiao shook her head and sighed, "But, if she weakened from a fall, that doesn't make sense either."
"Then you think she's faking it," Lou Yi stated firmly.
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao slowly turned around and glanced in the direction of the coachman's room. After a moment of thought, she said, "Lou Yi, how about we go take a look?"
"Go where?" Lou Yi didn't quite grasp what she meant.
Mu Anxiao: "Where else could we go? Let's go take a look over there. Perhaps the coachman has already revealed his true form."
"Revealed his true form, you say," Lou Yi commented, then after considering, he nodded, "Alright, let's go take a look."
"Let's go." Mu Anxiao uttered the word and walked ahead.
A moment later.
Mu Anxiao and Lou Yi arrived behind the two trees again.
Immediately, as before, they exchanged glances. Mu Anxiao said, "I'm going invisible." With that, she snapped her fingers.
Seeing Mu Anxiao turn invisible, Lou Yi also quickly cast a spell.
Subsequently, Mu Anxiao reached out and patted Lou Yi's shoulder, saying, "Good, we're invisible." With that, she took the lead again.
Lou Yi followed.
By the room, Feng Qishi stopped at the door, looking at Zhao Xiang, who was sitting inside drinking tea, and said, "Mu Xiao said you were here." With that, he crossed the threshold and entered.
Zhao Xiang picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea, "I didn't expect that fellow would actually pass a message to you."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I saw it."
"Saw what?" Feng Qishi asked, puzzled.
Zhao Xiang: "You were in the coachman's room," he said, putting down his teacup, "and Bing'er is still not well, is she?"
"Yes."
"All the doctors have been consulted, but none could cure her. This is truly strange."
"A strange illness," Feng Qishi said, shaking his head slightly.
Zhao Xiang: "Indeed a strange illness. It's a pity I don't know any doctors. If I did," he lamented, "it would be great."
"Don't think about it."
"How can I not think about this matter?" Zhao Xiang said, then after a moment's thought, he exclaimed, "Right, there must be good imperial physicians in the palace!"
"The palace?"
"Yes, I heard that Concubine Miao has a dedicated imperial physician who is quite skilled. How about," Zhao Xiang said excitedly, "you beg King Jin to invite him out?"
"You think very simplistically."
"Doesn't King Jin value you highly? Perhaps it's possible." Zhao Xiang felt his suggestion was sound.
Feng Qishi knew that Concubine Miao was also a demon soul, and naturally, everyone around her would be abnormal. His residence was already tumultuous enough.
If he truly followed Zhao Xiang's advice, his residence would be turned upside down.
Moreover, he had not yet thoroughly investigated Bing'er's identity, so inviting a 'doctor' was undoubtedly like luring a snake out of its hole for him.
Thus, he deliberately fell into silence.
Seeing Feng Qishi not speak, Zhao Xiang frowned, "You don't want to do this."
"No."
"Why?"
"Originally, Mu Xiao was supposed to be sent to the palace by me. But due to some events, I had to explain to King Jin. King Jin has already been quite lenient with me regarding this matter," Feng Qishi said, "If I were to go to King Jin again, it wouldn't be appropriate."
"What's not appropriate? You risk your life for him, you..."
"Your words are wrong. What do you mean by risking my life? He is King Jin, so I naturally have to obey him, and the same goes for you." Feng Qishi interrupted Zhao Xiang.
Zhao Xiang was speechless.
Feng Qishi: "Furthermore, Mu Xiao was originally supposed to serve Concubine Miao. Now that she's not going, I have also offended Concubine Miao. In other words, even if King Jin agrees, the Concubine might not." He then observed Zhao Xiang's facial expression.
Zhao Xiang: "Alright then."
"I will also help Bing'er find a doctor outside, you can rest assured about that."
"I am always confident in your actions."
"Thank you," Feng Qishi said, lowering his head.
Zhao Xiang: "Pour me some tea." With that, he reached for the teapot.
Seeing this, Feng Qishi quickly stopped him, "No need. I just drank too much water and can't drink anymore."
"Alright," Zhao Xiang nodded and put down the teapot.
At the same time, Feng Qishi attempted to sense Zhao Xiang and discovered... that there was no longer any demonic energy on him. His eyes darkened, and he felt a sense of being toyed with by a demon soul. He then clenched his fists slightly.
Zhao Xiang: "What's wrong?" He glanced at Feng Qishi's clenched fists.
Upon hearing this, Feng Qishi immediately released his hands and said, "Nothing, my hand just cramped a bit." With that, he gave a dry chuckle.
Zhao Xiang nodded, "Oh, is that so? I thought something was wrong with you."
"It's nothing," Feng Qishi shook his head and turned to look at the servant standing at the door, "It's ready."
"Yes."
"Good, you wait here for a moment."
"Yes," the servant nodded, turned, and walked away.
Subsequently, Zhao Xiang looked at the servant's retreating back with a puzzled expression, then turned to Feng Qishi and asked, "What is it?"
"Your guest room has been prepared."
"Guest room," Zhao Xiang repeated, and smiled, "I thought you had forgotten all about me."
"You wouldn't go looking for me just because of this, would you?" Feng Qishi said calmly and stood up.
Zhao Xiang smiled, "You guessed correctly." With that, he also stood up.
Feng Qishi: "Do you like that girl that much?"
"Of course. I hope Mu Xiao can teach her manners as soon as possible." With that, Zhao Xiang walked out with Feng Qishi.
Taking this opportunity, Feng Qishi tried to sense Zhao Xiang again and discovered... that there was demonic energy on him again.
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