On the wedding night, the space doctor made the crippled king stand up

Chapter 8 Grand Return
  Hearing the commotion outside, Xiao Qingqing shouted to stop: "No!"

Feng Yi glared at Xiao Qingqing and silently asked her what she meant.

Xiao Qingqing pushed Feng Yi away and stepped forward to check Feng Molin's condition. After a moment, her eyes flashed slightly with a slight smile: "Don't worry, he's fine. I'll order someone to take care of him. I'm going back with the prince today."

Feng Molin's sudden weakness undoubtedly gave him a chance.

Since the Shangshu Mansion has created rumors, let them take a good look at it.

Xiao Qingqing's words made Feng Yi frown: "Princess, it's already this time, so stop joking. How can the prince be so weak now that he can't travel hard?"

"I'm serious." Xiao Qingqing looked serious, took out the silver needle to acupuncture Feng Molin, and said to Feng, "Just make arrangements, we will set off in a while."

At this moment Feng Yi also understood that she was not a joke, and was filled with anger. Looking at Feng Molin who closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, he stood in front of him and scolded: "It's a waste of time for the prince to trust you and help you, but you are so cruel and don't care about the prince's life or death. Unintentional!"

Meeting his eyes, Xiao Qingqing laughed out loud. Did she look so miserable?
  "I don't care? Who made medicine day and night and gave the prince acupuncture treatment during this period? If I really don't care, I can just let it go."

Feng Yi was speechless. Just as Xiao Qingqing said, he saw everything she did.

But right now...

"I share the honor and disgrace with the prince, how could I harm him? You alone cannot decide this matter." Knowing that he was a loyal protector, Xiao Qingqing did not pursue his unintentional remarks and looked at Feng Molin.

"What are your plans, Your Majesty? Will you come back with me?" Xiao Qingqing asked the master for his opinion.

After applying acupuncture to adjust his breathing, Feng Molin's breath had stabilized, but his body was still weak.

He had certainly heard the conversation between Xiao Qingqing and Feng Yi, and he understood to some extent what she was thinking.

He opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Xiao Qingqing, but his eyes were still dim. He opened his thin lips lightly and said with a slight tone: "Everything will be as you said."

Feng Molin's reply satisfied her. She looked at Feng Yi provocatively and saw a defeated look on his face, and he suddenly showed a victorious smile.

"Your Majesty, my subordinates will go down and order people to prepare." Feng Yi bowed his hands and was about to retreat, but was stopped by a cold voice.

"Remember to highlight the important points!" Xiao Qingqing ordered with a smile.

Fengyi retreated silently.

He stepped forward to check Feng Molin's condition, and after making sure it was okay, he went to pack his luggage. He didn't know how long he would be staying when he returned home, so he had to be prepared.

……

Inside the carriage, Xiao Qingqing looked around at the carriage that could accommodate at least ten people. In the middle was a book case with fruit snacks and several volumes of books. The incense burner on the table exuded a deep woody fragrance mixed with a light and sweet fragrance. Feng Molin leaned on the soft couch, closed his eyes and rested his mind, showing a lazy look.

There were only two of them in the huge carriage.

The carriage was followed by a long queue of vehicles carrying luggage, followed by dozens of servants, maids and guards. The scene was extremely spectacular and powerful.

Looking at all this, Xiao Qingqing couldn't help but admire Feng Yi's ability.

Randomly flipping through the books on the desk, they were all in obscure ancient texts. He glanced at Feng Molin and saw that he couldn't see anything. What was he doing with the books in the carriage?
  Perhaps sensing Xiao Qingqing's gaze, Feng Molin suddenly said: "It's still a long way to go to Shangshu's Mansion, so please read these books to me."

Is he treating himself as a book boy? Xiao Qingqing frowned slightly, her face full of reluctance, and she put the book in her hand on the desk and prepared to speak.

"In the past, when I went out, Feng Yi thought of me. If you don't want to, just go catch the carriage and let Feng Yi come in."

Feng Molin's words forced her to swallow back what she was about to say. Although he was reluctant, he still picked up the book and read it word by word. However, the meaning of many places was unclear, the reading was awkward, and there were problems with sentence segmentation. Feng Molin frowned when he heard it.

"You are the daughter of a dignified minister, but you can't even study well? Didn't the minister hire a husband for you?"

The sarcasm in the words was obvious, and Xiao Qingqing couldn't help but roll her eyes: "It's good if I read to you to relieve your boredom, but you are also picky about whether you like it or not!"

He was thinking about himself, and didn't care about Feng Molin's frown that was getting tighter. On the contrary, seeing his unhappy look, he lost the resentment of studying in his heart.

Gradually, the motorcade drove into the bustling streets. Such a spectacular scene attracted the people to stop and watch and talk a lot. After they recognized the carriage from the palace, the voices of condemnation kept coming, all of them accusing Xiao Qingqing of disrespecting her mother's family by taking advantage of her power.

Xiao Qingqing rolled her eyes, cleared her throat, and read loudly enough for many people outside the carriage to hear.

At first, everyone was still wondering what kind of book Hao Duan was studying.

"I remember that the King of the Northern Wilderness is blind and his legs are disabled. Is the sound of reading this book for the prince?"

Someone in the crowd spoke.

At this moment, Feng Molin covered his mouth and coughed. The coughing sound spread outside the carriage. The public opinion that had just criticized Xiao Qingqing gradually died down and turned to feel sorry for him.

"Oh, the fact that the prince is in this state and still wants to accompany the princess back home is enough to show the importance of the princess in the prince's heart."

"I heard that the Shang Shufu has been dissatisfied because the princess has not returned home for a long time, but it is normal for the prince to come home late."

"Listening to the cough just now, the prince's condition is not good, and he still has to accompany the princess back home. It must be because the Shang Shufu did something too ruthless and pushed people too hard. It really shouldn't have happened."

"..."

Xiao Qingqing was in a good mood after hearing the public opinion outside the carriage about defecting, and looked at Feng Molin gratefully, thanks to his cooperation.

Not long after, the carriage arrived at the door of Shangshu Mansion, but the door was deserted and no one greeted it.

Perhaps the excitement outside the mansion alerted the people in the mansion. The servant opened the door and hurried in to report after seeing the carriage at the door.

The carriage waited at the door for a full quarter of an hour before there was any movement in the Shangshu Mansion. As the door opened, the people from the Shangshu Mansion appeared.

Opening the curtain and observing the movement at the door, Xiao Qingqing sneered at the faces of those people.

"Your Majesty, it's time for us to go down." Xiao Qingqing called Feng Yi and moved Feng Molin to the wheelchair.

The car curtain opened, and the fragrance of medicine filled the air. Feng Yi appeared in everyone's sight pushing a wheelchair. This was also the first time they saw Feng Molin.

There was no trace of blood in his fair skin, his body was thin and frail and could not withstand the breeze, and his pair of phoenix eyes were dull and dull, which also confirmed the rumors that the King of Northern Wilderness was a useless person who could not take care of himself. Xiao Qingqing covered him with a cloak thoughtfully, which made the people around him pay attention to Feng Feng. Mo Lin looked a little more compassionate.

Thinking that the people from Shangshu Mansion had made the dignified King Beihuang wait for so long, the people couldn't help but feel angry.

After Bai Yuzhu and Xiao Canghai noticed Feng Molin's condition, they were secretly glad that they had not married Xiao Muchi.

Meeting their eyes, with ridicule and pride in their eyes, Xiao Qingqing sneered, and then stepped forward to salute: "Father, today I am returning home with the prince."

"We don't dare to accept this gift. Now that you are the Princess of Beihuang, we should be the ones to salute you. However, the day of your return has passed long ago. If our Shangshu Mansion hadn't invited you three times, I'm afraid the Princess would not be here today. You still don’t want to go home, do you?”

(End of this chapter)