From time to time, groups of patrolling soldiers could be heard passing by the window.

The steps are light, neat and powerful, obviously they are masters.

Feng Lingyan was getting weaker and weaker inside.

I started to wobble when I walked.

One day I even fell so hard that my elbows and forehead were bruised so much that blood started to flow.[

When the maid came to deliver the meal, she was shocked when she saw her miserable appearance from the small window.

I don’t know who reported it to.

Less than half an hour later, the long-locked palace door finally opened.

A group of guards filed in.

They all held swords and swords and surrounded her, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Finally, we walked into a doctor in Tsing Yi.

He checked her wound and saw that she was indeed injured badly. He sighed and shook his head.

Then he cleaned her up.

He also applied a fine golden sore medicine to her and bandaged it carefully.

He stood up and was about to leave, when Feng Lingyan suddenly grabbed him: "Doctor, can you leave me some golden sore medicine? I'm afraid it won't be cured after just this one..."

Her face was pale, her eyes were wide open, and she looked pitiful.

The doctor in green clothes looked at her big belly and then at her extremely pale face.

Finally, I felt compassion.

Sure enough, he left her a bottle of gold sore medicine and several other medicines for treating bruises.

The guard next to him seemed uneasy.

Pick up those medicines and check them carefully one by one, confirming everything.

Since these medicines are very common, these guards are inevitably familiar with them, so they naturally recognize these medicines.

After confirming that it was correct, he handed it to Feng Lingyan again.

The group of people stayed here for only a stick of incense, and then they all left again.[

The tranquility of the past has returned to the hall.
Chapter completed!