Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Lingyu looked at Lingyue, who lay dying beside the bed, and wondered: Is this just a coincidence? Or...

Looking at Lingyue's collapsed appearance, I knew that she would not be able to serve the princess in the next two days.

"You should rest for a while." She fed Lingyue a glass of water and pushed her back to the bed without saying anything.

She must let the princess accompany her to the Qi family banquet in the palace the day after tomorrow. There is only one day left, so she has to perform well.

Lingyue is no longer a consideration for now. It all depends on Lingya and Lingfeng. If it really doesn't work, I will go and ask my sister for help.

Lingyu walked towards the kitchen nonchalantly, remembering that the pumpkin soup that the princess had asked her to make early in the morning should be almost ready.

In a gray house, a little girl in simple clothes walked into the room carrying a bowl of black soup. After a while, she also came in carrying a small food box.

"Grandma, your glutinous rice porridge is here!" A clear female voice with full energy.

There was a faint sound of laughter coming from the room, and after a moment, it became quiet again.

"Brother Kang...when will you wake up?"

Unlike the laughter just now, this time there was a slight sob.

Lai Xiang boldly lay down on the head of Kang Jue's bed, with Kang Jue's chest rising and falling steadily in her sight.

The person on the bed's fingers trembled slightly, but the person who was staring at the Adam's apple that looked like a small hill didn't notice it at all.

She sat by the bed, holding the medicine bowl, and fed the medicine into his mouth little by little through his lips.

It took more than half an hour to feed a bowl of medicine, and it even heated up twice in the middle.

"Doctor Wang, when will my brother wake up?"

After feeding the medicine, she watched a young doctor put down the medicine box behind him and took the patient's pulse again with familiarity.

"Don't worry, Miss Kang. Your brother is fine now. He's just suffering from Qi and blood deficiency, so he's been sleeping for a long time."

The young doctor had a blank expression on his face, but spoke softly.

Lai Xiang wrinkled her nose. Doctor Wang came every day to take her pulse, give acupuncture, and change her dressings. He never asked anyone else to do his job. He always came and left in a hurry.

Although this place is not big and old, it has all the necessities of life. From time to time, she could hear conversations coming from some corners, but she could not understand what they were saying.

The old lady who lived next door even treated her as her own granddaughter and didn't react at all to the voices that she could only hear but not see.

She had been here for five or six days and could clearly see that Kang Jue was recovering, and she felt much more at ease.

She felt as if the princess had sent her here on purpose. She couldn't figure it out, so she decided to just take care of these two people.

Lai Xiang held her chin and stared at the person on the bed in a trance.

Kang Jue had a hard childhood. He lived in the open air with his master and was forced to teach. If he did well, he would eat, but if he did not meet the requirements, he would go hungry.

In order to survive, he gritted his teeth and learned various martial arts and disguise techniques. His master Huang Yi was indeed a man of insight. After Kang Jue made up his mind to learn, he made rapid progress.

The two of them often collaborated in cheating and defrauding others, and they lived a carefree life for a while, but Kang Jue was always resistant to this precarious life, and still spent many years in a daze.

It wasn't until he met Kang Jiuyi that he suddenly realized by that familiar face that he had almost forgotten what he looked like.

What he heard in his ears were no longer the master's bewitching words, but the soft and gentle Wu dialect. He tried hard to open his eyes, but his sore eyelids felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds.

"Kang, Guard Kang!" A warm feeling brushed across his eyelids, and a familiar yet unfamiliar face gradually appeared in his sight.

"Are you awake? Are you really awake?" There was a hint of tears in the excited voice. He felt a pang of pain in his heart and warmth in his eyes.

"I'm Laixiang, can you hear me? Guard Kang!"

Lai Xiang...who is it?

Uh... Laixiang? !

"Lingya, Lingyu, get ready. Follow me to the palace banquet tomorrow."

Lingya nodded, Lingyu suppressed her excitement, stood there with her head down, and listened to Feng Xili's final arrangements.

Lingfeng paused his movements, his expression remained unchanged, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Xia Feng, go find two dresses for them. They will be royal relatives tomorrow, so don't be disrespectful."

After Feng Xili finished dinner, he waved to a few people and went into the inner room as usual.

In the middle of the night, there were two "dong dong" sounds, and a figure flashed out when the door opened.

In the blink of an eye, the figure jumped onto the wall, the moonlight disappeared for a moment, and the figure disappeared with it.