Zhuo Ye was sitting in the small hall outside Feng Qi's bedroom, holding a cup of cold tea in both hands, frowning in thought.
Qingzhu had a sad look on his face, pacing back and forth anxiously in the room, and occasionally glaring at Zhuo Ye with resentful eyes.
It has been more than an hour since I came back from Lanyue Lake. Feng San helped Feng Qi into the room and never came out, and no one was allowed to disturb him.
Zhuo Ye secretly thought about today's assassination incident. Those people's target was obviously aimed at Feng Qi. Four of the five arrows were shot at Feng Qi! And the arrow shot at her... their purpose was
Lead Feng Qi to catch the arrow, right? And after Feng Qi caught the arrow, they quickly retreated and stopped entangled, which shows that they knew Feng Qi's physical condition!
She remembered that today Feng San called Feng Qi Linge, Linge? Feng Linge? According to the information she checked in Fengsan's study in Fengcheng, the current emperor of Tianshuo Kingdom seemed to be named Feng Linrui...
Feng Linrui? Feng Linge? Zhuo Ye sighed softly in his heart. He had already made a guess in his mind. It shouldn't be a surprise, right...
What about Feng San? If he and Feng Qi were brothers, their status would be equally noble, right? Then why were those people only interested in Feng Qi? She could see that Feng San was not included in the goals of these people today...
Who would attack Feng Qi, a man as gentle as jade? And what is his body...
Zhuo Ye shook his head, why are you thinking about this? What does this have to do with her? She has no intention of getting involved in these inexplicable whirlpools, so she should find a chance to leave as soon as possible...
However, Zhuo Ye still hoped that Feng Qi would be safe and sound. After all, he was usually nice to her, and today he took the arrow for her regardless of his own health...
The bedroom door finally opened, and Feng San walked out, looking a little tired.
Zhuo Ye stood up and looked at Feng San. Before she could say anything, Qingzhu had already taken the lead to greet her and said hurriedly: "Third Master...Young Master, he..."
"It's okay for now." Feng San said coldly.
"Oh..." Qingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Feng San who looked down, and said worriedly: "Third Master, you..."
"Nothing!" Feng San interrupted Qingzhu, and then looked at Zhuo Ye: "You can go in and see him."
"Oh." Zhuo Ye was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay." After saying that, he walked towards Feng Qi's bedroom.
Feng Qi saw Zhuo Ye coming in and smiled and motioned for her to sit on the chair next to the bed.
Zhuo Ye looked at Feng Qi's bloodless handsome face and couldn't help but trembled in his heart. He asked worriedly: "How...are you feeling?"
Feng Qi smiled faintly at her: "Don't worry, it's just an old illness that relapsed, and it's gone now."
"You're usually not in good health, but...but it's because of this old illness?" Old illness? It's like poisoning...Zhuo Ye sighed secretly in his heart.
Feng Qi nodded: "It's been a few years. It's okay. Just pay attention to his recovery."
Zhuo Ye pursed his lips and looked at Feng Qi. Did he not want to tell her? Or did he not want her to worry? Forget it, they... weren't even close at all...
After a moment of silence, Zhuo Ye suddenly asked again: "Why do you want to catch that arrow?"