Happy Palm: The War King's Favored Little Doctor Consort

*** hadn't seen Feng Qing for several days. Every time someone was sent to invite her, she said she was busy. Every time someone went to invite her, they happened to see Su Qingli entering Feng Qing's yard.

*** looked at the table full of food and felt a little bit unable to swallow: "Did Su Qingli go to look for Feng Qing again today?"

"Go back, Princess."

***'s face suddenly turned cold. She came to Baiyun specifically to see him, but he spent the whole day accompanying Prime Minister Su's eldest daughter. Didn't he know that physical contact between men and women was not allowed?

Seeing that the young lady looked unhappy, the nanny quickly signaled the maid to ask Feng Qing again, but the maid still returned empty-handed.

Feng Qing had finally managed to get Su Qingli to become his disciple. He wished he could cram all the knowledge into Su Qingli's head. After all, there was not much time left for Su Qingli, and she had already fallen far behind. Although the time was short, she had to learn as much as she could.

Feng Qing originally thought that it would be difficult to teach Su Qingli everything he had originally planned, but he did not expect that Su Qingli learned very quickly. She could understand it as long as he explained it once, and even apply it to other situations.

Feng Qing was immersed in teaching and had no idea that her husband was on the verge of a rage, nor did she realize Su Qingli's plan. She just tried her best to teach Su Qingli everything she had learned in her life.

"Disciple, why don't you ask why I teach you these?" Feng Qing asked tentatively during the break. He had already thought of countless excuses to fool Su Qingli.

"Master, there must be a reason for me to teach you this. I just need to learn it well."

Feng Qing blinked. Is this girl so gullible? Isn't she afraid that he has bad intentions?

"There are many bad people in this world. Don't trust others easily. Be skeptical of everything. Over-trusting or trusting someone too easily will lead to your downfall."

"It's always right to trust Master." Su Qingli smiled brightly. "Master taught me this knowledge so that I can live a better life."

"You're right, your teacher is doing this for your own good." Feng Qing was very satisfied with Su Qingli's trust in him.

"Master, *** comes to Baiyun Temple every year to recuperate. I think they have a very good relationship." Su Qingli asked casually while doing homework, "What kind of person is ***?"

Feng leaned against the table, his expression calm and gentle: "A poor man."

"Master, what you said is not true. *** was born into a royal family, enjoying wealth and splendor that ordinary people could never possess in their entire lives. How can she be pitiful?"

Feng Qing looked at Su Qingli with a gloomy expression. Compared to her, Su Qingli was indeed not that pitiful: "At her age, she should have been married and had children, but because of someone's words, she has remained unmarried and lives alone in the princess's mansion."

"Is that someone the master?"

"Nonsense." Feng Qing glanced at Su Qingli, "Focus on your homework."

"Master feels sorry for ***." Su Qingli buried her head and continued to do her homework. "You and *** are definitely not the relationship of a master and a pilgrim."

"She and I are friends, I guess." Feng Qing thought for a moment and said, "When I first met her, she was about your age, but she was shouldering responsibilities that she shouldn't have."

"Responsibility and power are relative." Su Qingli said slowly. The emperor may have shouldered responsibilities that he shouldn't have, but as a member of the royal family, how could he have responsibilities that he shouldn't have?

From the moment she was born into the royal family, she was destined not to act arbitrarily but to fulfill her royal responsibilities.

"Master, do you like ***?"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll make you copy the national policy three hundred times!"