Lin Qingge's whole body was indeed pressed against him, but the soft place where his knees pressed against—
It's her belly!
Chu Nanfeng breathed a long sigh of relief.
He gently picked her up and put her on the bed, then he dressed and went out.
"Master." Sixteen and Seventeen came over immediately and bowed to him.
He nodded slightly, and there was nothing strange about his handsome face: "What happened to Liu Yunchang's wife?"
"Returning to the report, according to the investigation by my subordinates, Mr. Liu's wife suddenly contracted a strange disease a month ago. She was in constant pain all over her body. In severe cases, she would talk nonsense. The Imperial Hospital was helpless. He wanted to ask Imperial Doctor Yu to see him several times. , but the imperial doctor refused because he was busy." Shi Qi said.
Liu Yunchang was in charge of Jin Yiwei, and his hands were stained with a lot of blood. The courtiers felt that few people were willing to make friends with him, so most of them stayed away.
But there are very few people like Yu Shouzheng who blatantly refuse.
Shiliu, who has always been a man of few words, rarely took the initiative to speak: "Sir, His Majesty is already suspicious of you. If the young lady really cures Madam Liu, I am afraid there will be endless troubles."
"It's okay, don't hold her captive." Chu Nanfeng thought of Lin Qingge, who was smiling at everything in front of the hall today, and a moment of trance flashed in his eyes.
"Master?"
Shiqi's voice brought Chu Nanfeng back to his senses, and he said calmly: "Keep an eye on An's mother and daughter, I'm afraid what happened today will make them completely unable to sit still."
The next morning, Lin Qingge woke up and blinked in confusion.
She turned her head and glanced at the unresponsive Chu Nanfeng sleeping next to her, then looked down at the quilt covering her body, feeling that something was wrong.
"How do I remember that I fell asleep halfway through massaging you? Can I still move here by myself and lay my head on the pillow? You brought me here, right? Be honest!"
Just like before, despite her persuasion and threats, he still lay there without responding.
You can't just stab him with a knife just to see if he's pretending to be unconscious, right?
Lin Qingge was indeed eager to try, but she was worried that after stabbing him, the General's Mansion would have to tear her apart.
Sighing, she once again missed the modern society where scientific civilization informed the development, and a camera could do everything.
She got up and washed while not forgetting to glance at Chu Nanfeng. It was really not easy to observe him if he was left at home every day. What if he was always with her?
With a smirk, she said the most rogue words in the gentlest tone: "It's not appropriate for you to lie at home all the time. Why don't you go out and breathe fresh air? Shopkeeper Han happened to have identified a few villages for me in the suburbs of Beijing, which are very suitable for growing medicinal herbs. .Ms. sir, please accompany me to see it."
Chu Nanfeng: Can you refuse?
It's a pity that an unconscious living dead person naturally has no mouth to refuse.
After Lin Qingge made sufficient preparations and after Mrs. Chu praised her, she took Chu Nanfeng on a carriage and headed to the outskirts of the city.
Mrs. Lin arranged for the person to be watched at the door of the General's Mansion to pass the news immediately.
After she dismissed the servants calmly, she went to find Lin Qiuyue: "The opportunity has come. If you do as mother said, you will be absolutely foolproof. I guarantee that you will be admitted to Prince Qi's Mansion when the time comes!"
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When Lin Qingge arrived at the place, she didn't have the squeamishness of a young lady at all. She squatted on the ground and started kneading the soil, and even put it under her nose and smelled it, just to determine what kind of medicinal materials the soil in each place was more suitable for growing.
Seeing this scene through the carriage curtain, Shiliu couldn't help but say: "The young lady has really worked in the fields."
You can easily tell the difference between someone who has picked up a hoe and someone who has never done farm work.
Chu Nanfeng glanced outside and saw Lin Qingge vigorously hoeing the land with a hoe, but carefully staggering where the seedlings were.
She also explained something to the farmers from time to time. Those who looked like they had been farmers for decades, not only did not refute, but nodded frequently.
This inconsistent yet inexplicably consistent scene made Chu Nanfeng's inner doubts deepen.
Lin Qingge was indeed not favored by the Lin family, but she was never treated harshly enough to be sent to Zhuangzi to work. How could she know these things so well?
The doubts finally gathered into one question——
Who is she?
He lay back on the carriage and asked, "How are the arrangements for the Lin family going?"
"Go back to me, Master Jiu has made arrangements."
"The letter I prepared before..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps outside. Chu Nanfeng immediately closed his eyes, and Shiliu sat beside him in silence.
The curtain was opened, and Lin Qingge, whose hair was wet with sweat, poked his head in: "What's going on, General?"
"Madam, there is nothing unusual about the general."
"No, what are you doing huddled up there? Today we are taking the general to bask in the sun, why don't you put him in the wheelchair and push him down quickly."
Chu Nanfeng: Is it necessary to be exposed to the sun?
Lin Qingge obviously pushed him around intentionally and unknowingly moved away from the place where the carriage originally stopped, but she was still not finished.
"General, do you think the scenery here is so beautiful? This is the land and home you have defended with your blood and sweat. It would be a pity not to open your eyes and see the peace and prosperity of the country... Hey, what's going on?"
She didn't even finish her beautiful words before it started raining!
The body of a vegetative person is no better than that of ordinary people, and they are likely to die immediately after being caught in the rain.
Even if she wanted to know whether Chu Nanfeng was faking it, she couldn't joke with his life.
Just when she was about to push her wheelchair back in a panic, a carriage stopped her.
Before she could frown, the curtain was lifted, and An Heng came down holding an umbrella and held it above her head: "Are you really this angry with me? You have to leave in the rain when you arrive at the entrance of An's Zhuangzi? "
Is An’s village near here?
Lin Qingge didn't understand the geographical environment here and didn't want to have too much entanglement with An Heng. She directly took the umbrella from An Heng's hand and covered Chu Nanfeng. After that, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned her head to look at An Heng.
"Thank you Prince An for the umbrella, and say goodbye."
Her alienated and almost inhuman attitude made An Heng's eyes clearly broken.
"Lin Qingge, how could you do this to me?" His suppressed but roaring tone ignited his anger, and he almost instinctively grabbed her wrist.
But before his hand touched her, she stepped back and dodged: "Prince An, men and women cannot be intimate, don't you understand such a simple truth?"
Before An Heng responded, Shiliu rushed over in the rain and handed a letter to Lin Qingge: "Young madam, this is what Mr. Jiu gave you."
After she took it, she opened it. There were only five words on it: [Enter Anjia Manor. 】
