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As Jing Shiyan said, Jing Moye was too cruel and he had already suffered a lot at the hands of Jing Moye.

Because he suffered a loss at the hands of Jing Moye, he had to make full preparations this time.

Jing Moye’s ability to control the situation in the capital so quickly was closely related to Marquis Buye, so this time he decided not to confront Jing Moye directly.

He planned to test the waters with the Buyehou first and see their reactions.

This time, the worst case scenario is that we must kill Buye Hou and cut off Jing Moye's arm!
Feng Shuying had been feeling uneasy ever since the abbot mistakenly entered the villa last time, and she always felt that something was going to happen.

She originally wanted to move away, but she had a fever again that night, and this time her condition was much more serious than before.

By the evening, he was already burning with fever and unconscious.

Qiao Ling was extremely anxious but had no idea what to do.

Mei Dongyuan was much calmer than Qiao Ling: "Don't hang around here, go change the pot for Shuying and cool her down."

Qiao Ling nodded, took the basin out, and quickly changed the water.

Qiao Ling was a little worried: "Although the young lady always gets sick after using the forbidden technique, it has never been as serious as this time."

"Miss, what happened? Why did you suddenly have a fever again?"

Mei Dongyuan said as he gave Feng Shuying acupuncture: "She will be fine this time."

The reason why Feng Shuying's illness this time was so severe was actually within his expectations.

Her health has not improved since the forbidden surgery, and her leg injury is healing very slowly.

If it is treated with conventional methods, it may take several years to fully recover.

During this period, Mei Dongyuan and Feng Shuying's leg bones began to heal slowly, and this process was actually very torturous.

For a normal person, this process may only last a few days, but for her, it may last more than a month.

Mei Dongyuan couldn't bear to let her suffer like this, and it happened that Marquis Buye sent him a lot of excellent medicinal herbs, so he came up with other ideas for treatment.

The new treatment method requires strong medicine to expel all the residual substances in Feng Shuying's body caused by the forbidden technique at one time.

However, this process is relatively risky and may cause Feng Shuying to become seriously ill, so there is a certain risk.

After Mei Dongyuan analyzed the situation with Feng Shuying, she decisively chose a new treatment plan.

The reason is simple: she has been a sick beauty for such a long time, and she is really tired of it!
This time the disease came so violently that it burned her silly.

After her fever subsided three days later, she forgot about her previous worries.

She just wanted to lie down and not think at all.

Qiao Ling wiped the sweat off her forehead and said softly, "Miss, you really scared me to death this time."

"It burned for three days. I don't know if it made me stupid."

After she finished speaking, she raised two fingers and said, "Miss, what is this?"

Feng Shuying rolled her eyes at her and said, "Although I am a little exhausted from the fever, my brain is not damaged."

Her voice was a little hoarse, and Qiao Ling quickly poured her a glass of water.

She felt much better after drinking the water.

This time her illness was very severe, but after the fever subsided, she felt relaxed again.

She stretched and said, "I have a feeling that I will be well again in a while."

"When I get better, I'll take you out to travel and see this beautiful land!"

Qiao Ling smiled and said, "It doesn't matter where I go, as long as I'm by the young lady's side."

Feng Shuying chuckled, stretched out her hand and pinched her nose and said, "Can you be a little more promising?"

Qiao Ling smiled with her eyebrows curved: "I think the greatest achievement of my life is that I met the young lady." "If the young lady hadn't gone to the Ministry of Punishment that time, I might still be huddled in a corner of the Ministry of Punishment, drawing circles."

Feng Shuying raised her eyebrows when she heard this: "If you must say that, you have to go and thank the Queen."

"If it weren't for her, I would never have gone to the Ministry of Punishment."

The master and servant smiled at each other.

Feng Shuying had sweated a lot in the past few days, and her body was not yet suitable for taking a bath, so Qiao Ling boiled water for her to wash her body.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside and someone was banging on the door of the villa.

Qiao Ling looked outside with some curiosity, but didn't take it too seriously.

Because this villa never sleeps, there is a steward in charge of welcoming and seeing off guests.

The backyard where they lived had been specifically instructed by Marquis Buye that neither the stewards nor the guards would come.

There were other people who had come to the other courtyard before, and they were all dealt with by the other courtyard's manager.

Qiao Ling thought that this time would be the same as last time, and the people in the front yard left after a while.

But this time she miscalculated. Not only did the steward not ask the people who came in to leave the courtyard, but someone rushed into the backyard.

Qiao Ling wanted to boil water today, so she put a fire-avoiding talisman on her body. With this talisman, normal people can see her.

She saw that those who rushed in were in an accident and asked, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

The ones who rushed in were a few burly soldiers. They ignored Qiao Ling and just started to rummage around.

While they were turning the pot, they also spilled the water that Qiao Ling had just boiled.

Qiao Ling was furious: "You spilled the water I boiled!"

The soldier said with disdain: "Don't even mention that it was just a small incident. Even if I hit you, you would have to endure it."

After he finished speaking, he pushed Qiao Ling: "Get out of here, don't delay our work!"

In his eyes, Qiao Ling was just a maid who did rough work.

This time they came to cause trouble for Marquis Buye. If they convicted Marquis Buye this time, everyone in this villa would probably die.

When he pushed Qiao Ling, he found that the maid was quite pretty, so he changed his hand from pushing her to reaching for her chest with a lewd look on his face.

He didn't think Qiao Ling would dare to resist at all.

Generally, maids like these who grew up in the backyard have never seen the world and dare not say a word even if they are bullied.

But he was destined to hit a wall today. Before his hand could touch Qiao Ling, she grabbed it.

Before he could react, Qiao Ling grabbed his hand and broke it with her backhand.

Qiao Ling is an evil spirit, much stronger than an ordinary person.

With this bend, she broke the soldier's arm directly.

She raised her foot again and kicked the soldier away: "Get lost!"

She had been a little cautious before and didn't dare to fight with others.

She followed Feng Shuying and helped her beat people up. She was no longer the little palace maid who used to swallow her anger.

Jing Moye was reviewing official documents in the capital when Qin Zhijian walked in quickly and said, "Your Majesty, something happened!"

"Jing Shifeng sent people to the villa outside the Buyehou capital..."

Before he could finish his words, Jing Moye had already rushed out... (End of this chapter)