Zhan Beixiao stared at Feng Qinghua. Seeing her serious expression and doubts on her face, he was a little disappointed for a moment, but then he breathed a sigh of relief and gave a brief "hmm".

"Okay, you drink the medicine while it's hot first, and I'll give it to you before I go over to see how he's doing."

Zhan Beixiao frowned and drank up the medicine. Feng Qinghua took it and said, "Then start over. Don't be too nervous."

After saying that, he started acupoint dredging from the beginning again.

The pain was still the same as before, but this time Zhan Beixiao didn't remain silent, but started talking directly.

"Feng Qinghua, why are your hands so heavy?" Zhan Beixiao was dissatisfied.

"The strength is the same. The medicine has penetrated your body now, so the perception is stronger." Feng Qinghua explained in detail.

"Feng Qinghua, you murdered your husband, right?" Zhan Beixiao hissed.

"That's not possible. If I murder you, I will no longer be a criminal. You just have to endure it and it will be fine." Feng Qinghua comforted her.

"Feng Qinghua, please be more reserved. If you want to press it, press it carefully and don't touch it randomly." Zhan Beixiao looked embarrassed, but he couldn't tell because of his mask, and his voice became deeper and deeper.

Although Nie Hanxing, who was separated by a screen, couldn't see the scene on the other side, just hearing the sound made him feel so redundant here.

It turned out that the person on the other side of the screen was the master's husband, so he should be his master.

They seemed to be very affectionate. The master's appearance now was very different from the enigmatic appearance he had seen before.

Nie Hanxing couldn't help but be a little curious. Who is the man who can marry his master? He must be one of the best among men.

Although he only heard a few words of conversation, he could still feel the difference in the man's aura.

Feng Qinghua slapped the man on the shoulder and made a loud sound.

"Why do you talk so much nonsense? Bear with it!" Feng Qinghua was so noisy by him.

Zhan Beixiao gritted his teeth: "It's not you who said you shouldn't bear it, but now you have to bear it, how come you, a woman, are so fickle!"

"I asked you not to hold back just now because you shouldn't tighten your body so that I can't find acupuncture points. Now I ask you to hold back because you are too noisy and there are people around. If you shout like this, others will think I did something to you."

Feng Qinghua had a speechless expression on her face.

Zhan Beixiao snorted: "Since you know it's not good, you shouldn't let the person in."

He has always been a germaphobe and never bathes with others. Although they are separated by a screen, they are still under the same roof, and he feels uncomfortable in his heart.

Feng Qinghua raised her hand and covered his mouth: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."

Covered by her wet hands that smelled strongly of medicine, Zhan Beixiao glared at him with eyes that wanted to kill someone.

Feng Qinghua put it down and said: "I am in a hurry, haha, don't pay attention to such details. Your whole body smells like this now, and what you just drank is similar to this."

By the time one round of pressing was completed, Feng Qinghua was so tired that she couldn't lift her hands. She wiped her hands casually and said, "You can get up after soaking for another quarter of an hour. I'll go over and check on the situation."

"What are you looking at? You are the only one studying medicine here?" Zhan Beixiao glared at him.

"Don't stare at those eyes of yours. They're going to fall out if you stare any longer. Do you want me to get you a bowl? But I won't put eyeballs on people. From now on, you will be a prince with bad legs, blind eyes, and a bad temper. What's more,

No one wants to talk to you anymore." Feng Qinghua teased.

Zhan Beixiao snorted: "You are ugly and I am blind, isn't it just right?"

Feng Qinghua was at a loss for words, and it took her a long time before she finally said: "You are so vicious that you even put yourself in trouble now."

Zhan Beixiao didn't say anything, he just snapped his fingers, and Liu Ying outside the door immediately brought Wuduzi in.

"Don't pull my clothes, I tell you, I am a miracle doctor, how dare you disrespect the miracle doctor!" Wuduzi yelled, but Liuying was indifferent to this.

Feng Qinghua pinched her eyebrows and said, "Since you're all here, go and help Han Xing take a look. He'll come out when he's almost soaked. Liu Ying, keep an eye on your master and clean him in a quarter of an hour."

Liu Ying stood at the door: "Princess, I don't understand this either. It's better for you to look at the master. Whatever you want to do, my subordinates will help you do it."

Feng Qinghua was annoyed: "I'm going to rest, is it possible that you can help me rest too?"

"I don't dare, please, Princess." Liu Ying immediately bent down and raised his hand.

Feng Qinghua shook her sore arms and walked out, saying, "I don't have the energy to cook anymore. You can prepare the food yourself. Make one and send it to my room."

After Feng Qinghua returned to her room, she simply washed herself and changed her clothes before going to bed and falling asleep. In her sleep, she dreamed of the red petals that were scattered all over the sky when she captured Lian Jiang.

The petals were so dense that they almost covered her, reaching the top of her head, leaving no room for breathing.

Feng Qinghua raised her hands to squeeze out of the surrounding area, but her hands and feet seemed to be tied and unable to move. The petals around her instantly turned into flames, constantly burning her body.

Someone looked at her from a high place, and Jie Jie smiled strangely: "Feng Qinghua, aren't you the most talented disciple? How can you have such ability? Those old die-hards have carefully cultivated such a waste. It's really disappointing.

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The flames rushed into the body and kept burning. The pain in my heart was so severe that I wanted to dig out the fire.

At this moment, the sharp edge of a sword passed by, diverting the flames clinging to her body and taking her away from the flames.

Feng Qinghua took a closer look and found that the person who came was wearing a mask, and his whole body had been burnt and gave off a burnt smell.

The mask fell off, revealing an indistinguishable face. Feng Qinghua screamed and sat up, breathing heavily.

Only then did he realize that he was sleeping peacefully in his room, surrounded by darkness and no light at all.

Feng Qinghua put on her clothes and got out of bed and went to the stone table in the courtyard. She was still recalling the scene in her dream and still felt a lingering fear in her heart.

The traitor from the sect, the man from Hanshan Temple who claims to predict the future, Nangong Ji and the Xianbei tribe, and even the mastermind behind the murder of Concubine Shun in the palace are all related to the red petals. What is the connection between them?

It felt like many of the things she encountered after coming to Tianling were related to these, as if there was an invisible thread pulling behind her.

What the hell is the person behind this doing?

Feng Qinghua thought her brain was going to explode and she still couldn't figure it out. She couldn't help but start hitting her head with her fist.

"Are you a fool to knock yourself like this at night?" Following the sound, Zhan Beixiao slid his wheelchair from far to near.

Feng Qinghua looked back at him: "Aren't you still up in the middle of the night?"

As he was talking, he found a food box on the man's lap. Before he could say anything, Feng Qinghua took it, opened it, and exclaimed: "Lotus cake? Rabbit cake? Zhan Beixiao, why don't I
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