Clothing was of no consequence to Feng Ninghe.
But the problem was that her perfectly good clothes had been burned to ashes without a word, which made her mood a little vexed.
Si Xin Xin, fearing they would quarrel, quickly pulled them into the crowd.
Si Jian Ye let out a muffled hum, his narrow eyes glinting with a hint of darkness.
He was the King of the Underworld, and what he gave was naturally no ordinary item.
How could Bai Hong Yu compare?
Could such an unremarkable dress be given to someone?
Feng Ninghe was unaware of his thoughts. With a wave of her hand, she took out several bottles and jars and handed them over: "These are the medicines I've refined, all for Xin Xin."
Si Jian Ye was somewhat surprised by the many bottles and jars before him, but after a moment, he reacted and, with a flick of his hand, collected all the medicine.
Si Xin Xin's small brows furrowed tightly, a subtle emotion appearing on her tender cheeks: "Pretty Mama, do I have to take so much medicine?"
Seeing her tender face contorted, Feng Ninghe couldn't help but smile and gently stroked her head: "These medicines are specially made by me. They are slightly bitter but not too much when taken, and the floral scent will mask the bitterness. They won't taste bitter."
Si Xin Xin bit her tender lips, her face showing a touch of childishness, and she said earnestly: "Xin Xin will be good and take the medicine. Pretty Mama, after I finish taking these medicines, will I never get sick again?"
Though young, she was already accustomed to falling ill.
The pain during her attacks was unbearable, but she could still grit her teeth and endure.
Just when she thought she would never be free from her illness, Feng Ninghe appeared, and she never felt pain again.
Meeting those clean and clear eyes, Feng Ninghe's heart softened involuntarily.
She generously took Si Xin Xin's small hand and gently explained: "After taking the medicine, I will still need to treat you for your illness to be completely cured."
"Completely cured?"
The simple words made Si Xin Xin's eyes visibly brighten. The little tufts of hair on her head stood up, and her expression became slightly excited: "I... I still have a chance to be completely cured?"
The physicians were helpless against her illness, and at most, they could only refine pills to alleviate the pain of her attacks.
Feng Ninghe nodded without hesitation: "Yes, I will help you treat your congenital deficiency."
She was very curious about the Phoenix Yuan within Xin Xin.
She didn't know who in this world shared the same origin of Phoenix Yuan with her.
Could it be... she had a blood-related sister?
However, after a moment, she dismissed all thoughts from her mind.
Perhaps it was just a coincidence.
Upon hearing that she could be completely cured, Si Xin Xin's eyes sparkled with tiny lights, and the smile on her face deepened. She excitedly pulled Feng Ninghe around, constantly praising: "Pretty Mama is still the best..."
As the sky gradually darkened, the group finally parted ways.
Watching Feng Ninghe's departing figure, Si Jian Ye casually took out a bottle of medicine and threw it to A Xi: "Investigate."
He harbored doubts about Feng Ninghe.
Si Xin Xin's congenital deficiency could not be completely cured by medicine alone; even he, her own father, was helpless.
What method did this woman have to cure it?
The First Prince's Mansion.
A carriage slowly stopped.
The Feng family members quickly emerged from the carriage and entered the mansion.
In the room, Bai Li Ye was lying on the bed recuperating.
Physicians sent from the palace were treating him, filling the room with a pungent medicinal odor.
"First Prince Brother!"
Seeing Bai Li Ye's pale face and his weak eyelids fluttering, Feng Tong Tong couldn't suppress her anxiety.
Bai Li Ye had been bedridden for over half a month, which had forced the postponement of the wedding.
The marriage between the two families had to be set for after Bai Li Ye recovered.
Feng Tong Tong looked at Bai Li Ye with worried eyes, like an ant on a hot pan, anxiously pacing.
She had been counting on marrying Bai Li Ye and becoming a princess, but now, with Bai Li Ye bedridden, she didn't know when he would be cured.
The arrival of everyone also made Bai Li Ye struggle to sit up. He looked at his right arm with some melancholy: "I don't know when this arm will recover, and it has caused me to miss the wedding date."
He would rather marry Feng Tong Tong than be injured like this.
During these days, he had consulted countless physicians to treat his right arm, but his arm showed no signs of improvement.
"What is the First Prince's condition?" Madam Zhang looked at the physician beside her and quickly asked.
She was also concerned about the First Prince's condition.
Now the First Prince needed help to walk, how could he get married in this state?
The physician sighed softly and nodded with some regret: "The First Prince's arm is excruciatingly painful, and the possibility of keeping it is slim. If the arm is not removed, who knows how long the pain will last."
"I am the First Prince, how can I be missing an arm? This arm must be kept! You must heal my hand!"
Bai Li Ye's face turned cold, and he unhesitatingly rejected the suggestion.
He had dispatched elite soldiers to thoroughly investigate the masked man's identity, but he couldn't find any useful clues.
The physician's body trembled involuntarily, and he shrank back, not daring to say more, for fear of angering Bai Li Ye.
Feng Tong Tong seemed to have an idea and quickly turned her gaze to Feng Qing Cheng: "Second Sister, quickly see if there's a way to treat the First Prince's arm!"
Bai Li Ye's eyes immediately lit up, and he looked at Feng Qing Cheng with anticipation: "Second Miss, you are Tang Zun's most favored disciple, and at such a young age, your cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul stage. You are renowned in Li Country, perhaps you can truly heal my arm!"
The physicians of Li Country were helpless, and he had almost despaired.
Now, he seemed to see hope, pinning all his expectations on Feng Qing Cheng.
The praise made Feng Qing Cheng secretly pleased. Her exquisitely made-up face remained calm, showing no significant change.
"Alright, let me take a look."
Feng Qing Cheng did not hesitate and strode towards Bai Li Ye.
She scanned Bai Li Ye with her divine sense and saw his arm with completely severed bones, her heart sank.
Who had acted with such viciousness?
To leave the arm intact yet sever all the bones within it was a technique even she couldn't achieve.
The person who attacked the First Prince was no ordinary individual!
Bai Li Ye's arm was ruined; even an immortal could not heal it.
"Second Miss, is there a way to treat my arm?"
Bai Li Ye, unable to suppress his urgency, quickly asked: "As long as you can heal my arm, I can get you anything you want!"
Feng Qing Cheng withdrew her divine sense, her expression grave: "First Prince, whom exactly have you offended? The attack here was vicious and by no means ordinary."
Such a person could not be unknown.
Mentioning this person, Bai Li Ye's gaze was tinged with a dark light. He clenched his fist and said fiercely: "I don't know this person's identity, but he knows Feng Ninghe. I once saw them walking intimately in the street! Their relationship is unusual."
Feng Tong Tong quickly chimed in: "That's right, that masked man and Feng Ninghe are definitely involved, perhaps even having an affair! And Feng Ninghe has been protecting him!"