Zhuo Ye did not continue to ask about Little Baozi because he was afraid that he would be unable to control his emotions again. He asked Feng Linge instead. Firstly, he wanted to change the topic to divert his guilt and longing for "Little Baozi". Secondly, he wanted to change the topic.
Come on, she really wants to know about Feng Linge's current situation. His poison should be cured...
Feng Linche pursed his thin lips, looked at Zhuo Ye for a while, and then slowly said: "The day Linge learned that you were in a shipwreck, you vomited blood and fell into a coma..."
Zhuo Ye was shocked when he heard this: "Why, why is this happening? Shouldn't his poison have been cured?"
Feng Lince nodded: "It has been cured, but the first month of recuperation after detoxification is very important. If you are not careful, you will fall short. He heard that something happened to you, and he was very angry..."
Zhuo Ye's heart twitched, his lips trembled, and he asked nervously: "Then how is he now?"
"Fortunately, Gou Qi was treated in time and is out of danger. He needs to rest for a month and pay more attention, and he will get better."
Seeing the anxious and worried look on Zhuo Ye's face, Feng Linche felt a little sour in his heart. Lin Ge was already fine. In fact, he could not mention it at all. However, if he could impress her, in her heart
If it caused a slight wavering, he would have more hope of taking her back, so why not tell her...
Although, when she left, he hoped that she could figure it out, accept him, and come back for him. But after the shipwreck, he really didn't worry about letting her continue to travel. As long as she was willing to go back, even if
It wasn't because of him that he returned, and he didn't regret doing so...
"It's okay..." Zhuo Ye's hanging heart finally fell back into his stomach, and then he said guiltily: "I'm sorry for making you worry about me..."
Feng Linche still didn't say anything to comfort him. He sighed, stretched out his hand to pull Zhuo Ye into his arms, and stroked her hair lovingly.
"When do you plan to return to Shengjing?" Zhuo Ye shifted uncomfortably in Feng Linche's arms and whispered.
Feng Linche paused, loosened some of Zhuo Ye's body, stretched out his slender fingers, lifted her chin, looked into her eyes and asked: "Ye'er is so unwilling to see me? Did you miss me earlier?"
Are they leaving your presence?"
Ever since he learned that she had an accident, he had not slept peacefully for a single day. While rushing on the road, he was frantically ordering people to search for her whereabouts. After knowing that she was safe and sound, he still traveled to the coastal areas day and night, just to find her whereabouts.
He could see her as soon as possible to make sure that she was really fine. Now that he had just met her, could she be so impatient to drive him away?
Feng Lince's heart throbbed, and a bitter smile overflowed from the corners of his lips...
"I...I didn't mean that..." Zhuo Ye shook her head. She really didn't think too much about it and asked casually.
"Is that my misunderstanding? Is Ye'er reluctant to let me go?" Feng Linche raised his eyebrows and asked again.
"Why are you so aggressive..." Zhuo Ye sighed softly: "I just asked inadvertently..."
Feng Linche looked at Zhuo Ye for a while, then let go of the hand holding her chin: "Okay, I believe you."
"Ye'er, don't you have anything else to say to me?" Feng Linche asked again.
"I..." Zhuo Ye moved his lips, and then said: "Are Master and Disciple Gouqi okay?"
"They are all fine. They are still at Linge's house. They will not leave until Linge recovers completely." Feng Linche suppressed the helplessness in his heart and replied softly.
"Oh..." Zhuo Ye nodded.
"Gone?"
"Qingzhu...are you okay?"
Feng Lince pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Very good, I take good care of Linge every day."
"Zheng Qian, are Zheng Kun okay?"
Feng Lince's face darkened, and he said patiently: "Everything is fine."
"What about... Xiang Sui..."
"She's very good too!" Feng Lince's face turned darker.
"Mother Zhang, how are you, Sister-in-law Sun?"
Feng Linche was stunned for a moment and then remembered that Zhuo Ye was asking about the two rough ladies who were transferred to Fenglin Garden to serve her when she was in the palace...
"Very good, they are all very good, who else do you want to ask?!"
"No, no more..." Zhuo Ye heard that there was a hint of anger in Feng Linche's tone, so he shut up in a hurry. Moreover, she really had no one to ask...
"Alas..." Feng Lince sighed, softened his tone, and said a little aggrievedly: "Ye'er, won't you ask me if I'm okay?"
Zhuo Ye glanced at Feng Lince cautiously and muttered: "Aren't you just sitting here properly..."
"You!" This heartless little woman! She just wants to piss him off to death!
"Then... are you okay?" Zhuo Ye asked Feng Linche hurriedly when he saw that Feng Linche was looking at her with fire.
"Ha..." Feng Lince was annoyed: "Is this sentence... a gift to me?"
"Feng San, you...when did you become so mean?" Zhuo Ye's eyes widened, his lips trembled, and he said in disbelief.
Feng Linche smiled bitterly when he heard this, yes! He has changed. The former calm, cold, and unsmiling King Rui would never be so emotional, let alone be so childish for one or two unintentional words from others. Fighting spirit...
"Are you hungry?" Feng Lince looked at Zhuo Ye and asked suddenly.
"Ah?" Zhuo Ye was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "A bit." Has a certain prince's jumping thinking started again?
Feng Lince stood up and pulled Zhuo Ye: "Let's go."
"Where to go?" Zhuo Ye asked reflexively.
"Have a meal."
Feng Lince took Zhuo Ye out of the teahouse and dragged her into a carriage. Zhang Min and Liu Jing rode horses, and Song Mo drove. Qiao Ling thought for a while and sat on the edge of the carriage next to Song Mo.
After a short effort, the carriage stopped in front of a house.
Zhuo Ye got out of the car and looked at the house in front of him. It was simple and simple. Although it was not small, it was far different from the "Xiaoyiju" in Fengcheng and the gardens in Zhanzhou. It looked like A house of a well-to-do family.
"This is..." Zhuo Ye said in confusion.
"This is where I will stay temporarily." Feng Linche took Zhuo Ye's hand and walked inside.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Zhuo Ye asked warily.
"My cooking skills are pretty good." Feng Lince said calmly, then turned around and asked, "What are you worried about?"
"No." Zhuo Ye shook his head. There was really no need for her to be nervous. She had always lived in his house in Shengjing...
Autumn Mansion.
"How is it?" Lian Xiao looked at a subordinate who had just returned from abroad and asked.
"Miss Zhuo met a man at the door of a teahouse. After going in together for a while, they left together in a carriage, and finally entered a courtyard that looked like a private house..."
"Oh? Met someone?" Lian Xiao raised his eyebrows and repeated.
"Subordinate... I think that man... looks like King Rui..."
"Oh?" When Lian Xiao heard this, he couldn't help but narrowed his peach blossom eyes, "Prince Rui? Are you here so soon?"
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