Kick the scumbag, she brought space and married the national teacher to rebel

"I know what to say." Qiao Sheng gave her a reassuring look and left.

Gong Beixuan wrote a prescription, gave it to Ji Song to prepare the medicine, and gave him some instructions.

"Princess, I'll go too!" Xia An followed Ji Song and went to help boil the medicine!

"Liang Ying!" Gong Beixuan shouted to the outside of the door.

A handsome young man of fifteen or sixteen years old walked in, "Please give me your orders, sir."

"Clean up the east wing. The young master will live here temporarily." Gong Beixuan ordered.

"Master, I have packed everything! You can go over and rest now." Liang Ying replied.

"Thank you, Imperial Master."

Chu Wenzhao stood up with the help of Xie Xing and Liang Ying and went to the east wing to rest.

Suddenly, only Chu Feiyan and Gong Beixuan were left in the room.

"I didn't expect that the Imperial Master has such superb medical skills. It's really admirable!" Chu Feiyan really admired him.

"It's just that a long illness makes one a doctor." Gong Beixuan said indifferently.

"Can you give me the formula for your Ma Fei San?"

Although military doctors at the border also have pain-relieving powder, its effectiveness is not ideal. Every time a war breaks out, there will be casualties, and the injured soldiers can only endure the pain. If they had this miraculous Ma Fei San, the wounded soldiers could suffer less.

Suddenly I remembered that this was someone else's recipe, how could I have the nerve to ask for it?

"If it's inconvenient, forget it!"

"Sure!" Gong Beixuan answered her while packing the medicine box.

"I can buy it from you, just name a price!" She couldn't take someone else's things for free, especially since it was a pharmaceutical secret recipe, which was someone else's stable job.

"No need!" Gong Beixuan looked up at her, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "If Princess feels bad about it, why not marry me!"

Chu Feiyan's face suddenly turned red, and she quickly checked to see if there was anyone around.

"Then... forget it!" She couldn't sell herself out for a secret recipe.

Gong Beixuan didn't say anything. He put the medicine box away and walked to the basin to wash his hands.

After wiping his hands with a towel, he walked to a table, picked up a pen and dipped it in ink to write something on a piece of rice paper.

Seeing that he was busy, Chu Feiyan stood up and wanted to go back to the Duke of Weiguo's Mansion to get some replacement clothes for her brother.

"The recipe has been written, but I don't have so many medicinal herbs here." Gong Beixuan suddenly said.

Chu Feiyan was stunned. It turned out that he went to write a recipe for her!

"One of the herbs is not easy to find, but you can grow it yourself. I have some seeds here. While there is no war at the border, you can plant more to prepare."

He handed the written paper to Chu Feiyan and said, "I'll ask Ji Song to get you the seeds of the medicinal herbs later."

"You...I..." Chu Feiyan opened her mouth and finally said, "Thank you!"

"You don't need to thank me. As the imperial master of Longyuan Kingdom, it is my duty to contribute to the soldiers on the front line." Gong Beixuan's expression returned to the cold and distant look he had in front of others.

After the ink on the paper dried, Chu Feiyan folded the prescription and put it away.

"Zhao'er's hand needs to be soaked in medicine for seven days. You can go back and do your work. I will take good care of him." Gong Beixuan said again.

"Master National Preceptor..."

"Princess, you can call me by my name."

"I... understand." Chu Feiyan still didn't call out his name, "Then I'll go back first!"

She left his room somewhat embarrassedly.

I wanted to go see my brother before leaving, but when I saw that the door of the east wing was closed, I left first!

When her figure disappeared outside the courtyard gate, Liang Ying walked in, "Master, why don't you explain the situation to the princess, maybe she is willing to help you detoxify..."

Seeing Gong Beixuan's eyes sweeping over him, he had to take back the rest of his words.

*

Chu Feiyan was riding a horse on the street, and Gong Beixuan's words "marry me" kept ringing in her ears, and her heart was in a mess.

From the current perspective, Gong Beixuan is a good person, but she has just experienced a failed marriage and dares not trust men anymore, and dares not give her heart easily.

She pawned her soul and returned from the underworld. She lived this life only for revenge and no longer desired love between men and women.

"Little girl, it can be seen that Gong Beixuan is sincere to you. You don't miss such a rare good man in the world." The voice of the crow sounded in her ears.

"Is it rare to find a good man in the world? If he is really so good, he deserves a better woman, and I will only be a burden to him." Although Chu Feiyan said this, she felt very suffocated in her heart.

"You are already husband and wife, are you willing to give him to someone else?" the crow asked again.

"That's what the situation is."

Chu Feiyan looked up, but there was no trace of the crow. "I think you must be lonely after staying in the underworld for too long. How about I go find a female crow to keep you company?"

"Silly girl, what are you talking about? I'm doing this for your own good, forget it!" The crow left angrily.

She returned to the Duke of Wei's Mansion in a very depressed mood.

"Princess, you're back!" A soldier came up to help her lead the horse.

"Yeah." Chu Feiyan nodded to him and got off the horse.

When he entered the mansion, he saw Qiao Sheng coming towards him with a bundle in his hand.

"Brother Qiao, are those Zhao'er's clothes you took?"

"Yes!" Qiao Sheng looked around and saw that no one was there. He said, "Zhao'er's clothes are no longer wearable. I'll get him some clothes to change into."

"Thank you for your help. I will go over to look after him at night." Chu Feiyan said.

"You are very busy, why don't you come back and stay for a few days? I will stay with Zhao'er, so you don't have to run back and forth." Qiao Sheng advised her, "As for grandfather, I said Zhao'er should stay in the villa outside the city for a few days, don't say anything bad."

"I understand. Since you've gone there, I'll go see Zhao'er tomorrow." Chu Feiyan also planned to come back and live here.

After Qiao Sheng left, she went to her grandfather's yard.

That night, she stayed in the Duke of Weiguo's mansion and tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

The Qingjian Sect is worthy of being the number one sect in the world, and their martial arts are indeed very powerful. If Xiang He fights her today, she may not be able to beat him.

Xiang Hedu is so powerful, so Long Shiyu’s master, the leader of the Qingjian Sect, must be even more powerful.

Thinking of this, she simply sat up and practiced martial arts, trying to restore her skills to the peak of her previous life as soon as possible so that she could compete with the Qingjian Sect.

The next day.

Chu Feiyan came back from court, had lunch with his grandfather, and then went to the Imperial Master's Mansion.

Zhao'er was soaking in medicine in the east wing, with his entire injured arm immersed in the dark medicine.

"Zhao'er, how do you feel?" she asked.

"Don't worry, sister. I'm much better now. It doesn't hurt so much anymore!" said Chu Wenzhao.

"Princess, last night, the young master's hand was hurting until the middle of the night. It was the Imperial Master who kept watching over him and gave him medicine to relieve the pain every once in a while." Xie Xing spoke frankly and told her everything that happened last night!

Chu Wenzhao glared at him secretly, with a guilty look on his face, "Sister, am I useless?"

"Don't talk nonsense! The men in our Chu family are all the best." Chu Feiyan comforted him, "Don't think too much, just focus on healing your wounds."