Feng Jinghong looked up and saw a young girl with bright eyes and white teeth, wearing an apricot yellow long skirt with wide sleeves. She stepped out of a purple sedan chair. A maid next to her immediately stepped forward and explained: "Mr.
Miss, there is no shopkeeper in this photo studio, only a gentleman. I heard from the county magistrate that the gentleman who 'awakened from a great dream' is still a weak boy, but he has never heard of the wonders of physiognomy."
"Hmph, why should I call a weak-headed young man your husband?" As he spoke, he walked into the photo studio and happened to see Feng Jinghong and Qi Feitian looking at him, and asked Feng Jinghong: "Little brother,
Is your master here? My sister is here to see the fortune teller."
"Little brother?" Feng Jinghong has been called 'little sir' by others for the past three months since she asked Qian Qi to call him little brother on the first day. What's more, she has been getting along with her senior brother Qi Feitian, and she has become
He is regarded as an adult, not to mention that his mind has long been beyond that of a child, but today he was called "little brother" by a girl who was a few years younger than him in front of his senior brother, and his face turned red, which was quite a bit...
Said angrily:
"My dear, Feng Jinghong, is the owner of this photo studio. I don't know what you want to ask the Prime Minister and what do you want when you come to the photo studio?"
When the young girl heard this, she covered her mouth with her hands to suppress her laughter and said, "It turns out, little brother...well, you are Mr. Feng, the famous 'Dream God' in Long Yuan. You are so polite, young lady."
It turned out that Feng Jinghong had been dubbed the 'Great Dream Calculator' since the first day, and she had gotten used to it in three months, but when she looked at the girl in front of her, the smile on her face was clearly teasing.
Feng Jinghong was not only a little angry in her heart, but how could she compete with the woman? She ignored the woman and asked, "Young lady, you're not here just to see this 'big dream fortune teller', right?"
Seeing Feng Jinghong's unhappy expression, the girl straightened her face and said, "Sir, don't you invite guests in? Is this the way to treat guests?"
"Please" Feng Jinghong said sideways.
"Why are you here, young lady?" Seeing that the woman was just staring at her and not answering, Feng Jinghong looked at the beautiful girl in front of her and spoke again.
"May I ask, young gentleman, if you can save someone?" The girl looked at Feng Jinghong for a long time and finally spoke.
"I only look at pictures, and our clinic is just a photo studio. If you want to see a doctor, please go out and walk to the left. The best medical clinic in the county is just a hundred steps away." Feng Jinghong did not expect that this woman's words did not match.
He was teased so early in the morning, and his face turned a little blue.
"How dare you speak to my father-in-law like this." A maid next to the girl screamed when she saw Feng Jinghong issuing an order to expel her.
"The moon is waxing, don't be rude." The girl stopped the maid and said.
"Hmph, what do you dare and don't dare to do? What can the princess do?"
When Feng Jinghong saw the two masters and servants like this, the fire in her heart could no longer be endured, and she blurted out: "'The moon is full'? Ha, it's really ridiculous, haven't you heard of 'the moon is full, the moon is weak'? It's such an uncultured name."
, no wonder you wake up with fear in the middle of every month and can't fall asleep all night. And you, your brother is dying soon, but you don't go to see a doctor, but you come to my photo studio to tease me, do you really have no brotherhood?"
Feng Jinghong finished speaking in one breath, feeling much relieved in her heart.
"You, what did you say? How did you know?" The maid named Yue Ying said angrily, "How did you know that my princess has been running around all over Zhongzhou in the past two years because of the little prince's illness?
Dadi, I didn’t expect that you are a small person and have such a small heart..."
"Okay, Yue Ying, stop talking."
The girl in yellow seemed to be sobbing, turned around to stop the maid, took the handkerchief handed over by the girl, wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up and saluted Feng Jinghong, ignored Feng Jinghong and stood up to return the salute, and spoke again.
:
"Now that Sir knows my identity, Xi Yan will no longer hide it. Yes, I am the royal princess of Zhongzhou. Two years ago, my brother was seriously ill and there was no medical treatment. I took him to travel to Zhongzhou in the hope of meeting a peerless expert who could cure me.
He's good, who knows..."
Speaking of this, tears started to flow from the corners of the girl's eyes again. She paused for a moment and then continued, "Who would have thought that although Huazhou is big, no one can save my brother. My father could only temporarily suppress the vitality in my brother's body with his peerless skills."
Loss, seeing that the two-year period is approaching, my brother will leave me before he reaches adulthood..."
Before he could finish speaking, he burst into tears and covered his face and cried bitterly.
When Feng Jinghong heard this, there was no trace of anger in her heart. Instead, she was moved by the deep love between the siblings and missed all the sisters. Seeing Princess Xiyan crying uncontrollably, Feng Jinghong didn't know what to do for a moment.
Well, he had no choice but to look at his senior brother Qi Feitian. Qi Feitian was also helpless and gave Feng Jinghong a helpless smile in response to Feng Jinghong's eyes asking for help.
After half a day, the girl finally stopped crying, and turned to Feng Jinghong and Qi Feitian and said apologetically: "I made you laugh. My master and servant will say goodbye." Without waiting for Feng Jinghong and Qi Feitian to reply, she stood up.
Walk out the door.
"That Xiyan, um, princess, can your brother be saved?" Feng Jinghong saw that the girl was about to leave, and she didn't know how to address her for a moment.
"How dare you, boy? Can you even call the princess by her last name?" The maid named Yue Ying turned around and scolded her angrily.
"I'm not, what, I..." Feng Jinghong was yelled at by the maid, and she stammered and didn't know how to respond.
"What? Can you save my brother?" When the girl heard Feng Jinghong speak, she was stunned for a moment. She had been searching for two years to no avail, but she didn't expect to get what she wanted today. She woke up and ran to Feng Jinghong.
In front of Jinghong, he grabbed Feng Jinghong's hand and asked eagerly, as if he was afraid that Feng Jinghong would disappear.
"Well, princess, please let me go first and we'll talk about it later, okay?" Feng Jinghong was also startled. When she saw the princess holding her hand, she was afraid that the maid would rush over and kill her, so she hurriedly
Open your mouth and say.
When the girl saw that she had done such an indecent thing in her excitement, her face turned red. She hurriedly let go of Feng Jinghong's hand and asked again:
"Little sir, can you really cure my brother?"
"I can only keep him from dying. Well, he doesn't have to die for now. It depends on you."
"Look at us? If I can save my brother, I will do anything." The girl was afraid that Feng Jinghong would not save her brother, so she hurriedly answered.
"My method is a bit special, how about I go see your brother first?" Feng Jinghong saw that the princess could do this for her younger brother, and without hesitation, she planned to go and see what the little prince looked like, and use him
I don’t know whether the method works or not.
"Okay, let's go now. I don't know what the young gentleman wants to bring, but I can do it for you." The girl said impatiently.
"Nothing is needed, I can go alone." After Feng Jinghong finished speaking, he said to his senior brother Qi Feitian: "Senior brother, why don't you bother me in the photo studio for a while? I will come as soon as you go."
"Junior brother, you can just go, everything is good for you here." Qi Feitian replied.
"Thank you, senior brother." He turned to the girl and said, "Princess, let's go."
The group of people hurried out and left.
Longyuan County, County Chengfu.
"How are you doing, young sir?" Seeing Feng Jinghong only glance at her brother and then retreat, the girl hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
"It can be saved, but..."
"Just what? As long as I can save my brother, I will give you whatever you want."
"It's not me who wants it, but the prince and his highness."
"Brother wants it? What does brother want?" The girl looked puzzled.
"Yang Shou, His Highness the Prince wants Yang Shou." Feng Jinghong said seriously.
"Jinghong, everyone knows this." The county magistrate interjected, "But how can I give this Yangshou to His Royal Highness?"
"This is my business. As long as someone can give up two hundred years of life, I will let His Royal Highness live another hundred years. After a hundred years, if someone can give up another four hundred years, he will still have two hundred years of life, and another two hundred years.
If there is still someone who can give up eight hundred years of life in the future, he can still live for four hundred years."
"Then sir, is he saying that as long as someone can keep showing his strength, my brother will be able to live forever?" The girl couldn't help but ask.
"No, it only takes three. He can only have three chances to change his life. If His Highness the Prince's illness cannot be cured after three times, then..." Feng Jinghong did not tell the result, but everyone present understood 'then'
What is the result?
"But I have never practiced cultivation, and my life span is less than two hundred years. What should I do?" After hearing what Feng Jinghong said, the girl asked worriedly.
"Let me come, let me come." A group of maids rushed over first.
Feng Jinghong was inexplicably moved, but still reminded: "You must think clearly, with your level of just building a foundation, if you lose two hundred years of vitality, you may die on the spot, and even if you don't die, you will be left alive by then.
years."
"Hmph, that's our business, what does it have to do with you, just save His Highness the Prince." Yue Ying was not polite to Feng Jinghong.
"But I have a way. It only takes a hundred years to save His Highness the Prince. I'm afraid I need Your Highness the Princess's consent to do this." Feng Jinghong ignored Yue Ying and said to the girl.
"Sir, what can you do? Tell me quickly."
"With a hundred years of longevity, His Highness the Prince will have the luck of being one of the ten."
As soon as Feng Jinghong said this, the county magistrate immediately said: "That's right, I have forgotten that the reward for Jinghong's fortune telling is both longevity and luck. In this way, His Highness can be saved."
"By the way." At this moment, Yue Ying suddenly said, "Have you forgotten, Your Highness, that we have a Qingluan Immortal Fruit? That fruit can increase your life span by two hundred years."
When Yue Ying mentioned it, the girl also remembered that she had traveled to Daze, a famous mountain in Zhongzhou, in the past two years, and once met a sacred bird, Qingluan, in a mountain. She gave her a Qingluan fairy fruit, saying that if she swallowed it, it would increase her longevity.
Two hundred years.
It's just that her brother has been weak in the past two years, and the vitality in his body is extremely weak. He is afraid that the huge essence in the fairy fruit will be dispersed as soon as he takes it, so she keeps the fairy fruit and only waits to return to the imperial city to see if her father can have it.
The solution was mentioned by Yue Ying at this time, and the girl looked at Feng Jinghong expectantly.
"If the fruit can really add two hundred years of life, then there is no need for luck. Where is the fruit?" Feng Jinghong couldn't help but ask when she saw the girl looking at her like this.
"Yue Ying, please bring the fairy fruit quickly." The girl ordered.
"No one can disturb me while I rescue the prince. We all stand at the door. It only takes a stick of incense for a while."
Feng Jinghong glanced at the gold box that Yue Ying brought, then took it and opened it. There was an oval-shaped fruit inside, surrounded by green energy. There seemed to be a green luan flying in the middle of the fruit. Feng Jinghong murmured in his heart.
With a sound, no wonder it was called Qingluan Fruit, and it was a well-deserved name. After seeing it, he took the fruit and walked directly into the room where the prince was. Before entering the door, he turned around and told everyone not to disturb him while he was casting spells.