I'm already dressed like a fool, what's wrong with taking the regent into the bridal chamb

"what?"

Perhaps it was because the road was rough and the carriage was shaking violently, or because Wen Qingzhi's words were so shocking, but Feng Junxiao's hand trembled and some tea spilled out of the cup, soaking his hand.

He looked at Wen Qingzhi with deep eyes, and did not detect any other meaning in those serious eyes. He said unhappily: "Don't say those weird things."

"What's weird?"

Wen Qingzhi asked doubtfully, "When Mr. Chang was alive, he was most worried about your injury. Now that he is gone, I should take over."

She said this in a straightforward manner, which made Feng Junxiao seem a little unreasonable.

After thinking for a while, he said, "It's nothing serious, just that the wound opened again and some blood seeped out."

As he spoke, he pulled his clothes down to his waist, revealing his muscular upper body wrapped in blood-colored gauze.

The temperature inside the car was low, and when Wen Qingzhi moved closer, she could feel the heat emanating from Feng Yunxiao.

She opened the box sent from the Marquis' Mansion, which contained some hemostatic medicines, and began to treat Feng Yunxiao's wound.

When the dressing was changed, there was a touch of skin. When Wen Qingzhi's cold fingertips touched Feng Junxiao's stepfather, Feng Junxiao rashly asked, "Is it cold?"

Wen Qingzhi answered naturally, "Well, it's not exactly warm inside the carriage. I stood in the snow for so long that my shoes and socks got wet. I'm starting to feel cold now."

She answered Feng Junxiao's words patiently, without even noticing that her tone was calm and gentle.

Feng Junxiao looked down at her feet and saw only the wet/soaked hem of her skirt stained with mud.

He said: "After treating the wound, change the shoes and socks."

"Ah."

Wen Qingzhi didn't act pretentiously and nodded in agreement.

"You have disobeyed the emperor's order this time, and the emperor will definitely make things more difficult for you in the future."

"You care about me?"

She didn't answer and concentrated on cleaning Feng Junxiao's wound.

"Arms outstretched."

She held the gauze in her hands and raised her chin towards Feng Junxiao, "Hurry up."

Feng Junxiao's brows relaxed, revealing a doting look, and he obediently raised his arms.

Wen Qingzhi wrapped gauze around his chest, covering the wound with medicated powder. Every move she made inevitably touched Feng Yunxiao's skin.

When she finished bandaging and looked up, she noticed that Feng Junxiao's cheeks were flushed.

After realizing something was wrong, Wen Qingzhi put the things into Yaoxiang with a little embarrassment, and hurriedly sat aside without looking at him.

The atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became awkward, and the air around them seemed to grow thinner. In order to breathe better, Wen Qingzhi could only lift the curtain and look out the window.

The moment she looked out the window, her eyes met Mu Qian who was standing by her side.

Mu Qian had a cold face, and his gloomy eyes were fixed on Wen Qingzhi. The moment he saw Wen Qingzhi, he turned his head and looked to the side.

Seeing this, Wen Qingzhi lowered the curtain and turned her gaze to Feng Yunxiao.

Feng Junxiao shook his head at her, signaling her not to ask any more questions.

After thinking for a moment, she said, "What's the situation in the west now?"

"I don't know."

When Feng Yunxiao mentioned the situation over there, his face changed drastically, becoming so dark that ink could drip out.

"Didn't they say there was a battle report?"

"Ah!"

Hearing the word "battle report", Feng Yunxiao laughed coldly, "It's just a few words."

"..."

Wen Qingzhi was really angry about this.

This was clearly intended to torment Feng Yunxiao, and there might even be an ambush along the way...

Seeing that she was silent, Feng Junxiao asked: "Why, do you regret it?"

"No."

Wen Qingzhi shook her head, "I was just thinking about one thing."

She raised her eyes to look at Feng Yunxiao, her eyes sparkling, "If the prince is unharmed this time, what will he do when he returns?"

Seeing the slightly expectant look in her eyes, Feng Junxiao found it funny and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"Your Highness can do whatever he wants. Why ask me?"

Feng Junxiao raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashing, and he said meaningfully, "Then why do you ask that?"

"This is just a casual question from your humble servant. Your Majesty, please don't overthink it."

"Oh?"

The other party sneered, "You don't want to know about your parents?"

Hearing this, Wen Qingzhi's eyes quickly turned to him and asked, "How much do you know about my parents?"

She had worked with Feng Yunxiao for so long that she had some idea of ​​him. He wouldn't say such things to provoke her for no reason. Since he had spoken, he must have some information.

"Who knows?"

When Feng Junxiao said this, he looked out the window, and Wen Qingzhi immediately understood the truth that walls have ears.

She sat down towards Feng Junxiao, took his hand, and wrote on the palm of her hand: "Look for an opportunity."

Feng Junxiao hummed, closed his eyes and began to rest, no longer paying attention to her.

Wen Qingzhi also let go of his hand and sat back down. She gathered her skirt, feeling uncomfortable from the dampness of her feet.

She moved her feet from time to time to relieve the coldness coming from the soles of her feet.

Feng Junxiao could sense her actions, slowly opened his eyes, bent down, took out a bundle from under the seat and threw it to her.

'Snapped'

A bundle fell into Wen Qingzhi's arms. She looked at Feng Yunxiao doubtfully and opened it.

It was a pair of moon-white embroidered shoes.

There are lotus flowers embroidered on the shoe upper, and there are a few golden fish around it, which is very lively.

She held the shoes, tried them out a few times, and found out that they were her size.

Although I had doubts in my heart, I never asked.

She smiled and put on the shoes and socks that Feng Junxiao handed to her.

After changing, she found Feng Yunxiao staring at her, so she said unhappily: "You can't look at women's feet casually, doesn't the Regent know that?"

"If an ordinary woman's feet were given to me for free, I wouldn't even look at them."

Wen Qingzhi was stunned. She didn't understand what he meant, nor did she want to understand.

She let down her skirt and looked away angrily, unwilling to argue with him.

"Angry?"

Feng Junxiao, on the other hand, found it amusing to see her angry and couldn't help but start talking.

Wen Qingzhi glared at him unhappily.

"Look, you look quite cute even with your teeth and claws bared."

"..."

"Why don't you speak?"

Wen Qingzhi continued to ignore it.

"Really angry?"

Still ignored.

Feng Junxiao shrugged, "Are you angry already? It's true that women and villains are difficult to raise."

ignore.

Wen Qingzhi was too lazy to pay attention to him now, so she simply closed her eyes and waited for the next accident to happen.

Seeing that she really didn't want to pay attention to him, Feng Junxiao stopped asking her questions and closed his eyes.

In the silent carriage, the only sounds that could be heard were the whistling wind and the sound of horse hooves outside. The two of them leaned against the carriage at the same time, and the sound of even breathing gradually came to their ears.