I'm so sweet after being forced to marry a sick and weak prince

Chapter 81 The Heavens Never Ended Him?

Feng Jun stared at the canna for a while, and then looked at the other flowers and plants he had planted. Seeing that only the canna was alive, he didn't think it was a good omen, but he just thought that the canna should not die, so God made it live and take root. can continue to grow.

So, he can live until now, is it because the sky never stops him?
Even though they didn't think it was a good omen, Nanyuan and the others thought so, and Feng Junchi didn't deny it, and only said one word "reward".

Nanyuan and the others kowtowed immediately.

After the servant girl received the reward and withdrew, Feng Jun looked at the canna plant again with cold eyes.

This canna was planted by him and Mu Sheng together, and other plants were also planted together, but only the canna survived, and it was the only one among the flowers and plants he had planted so many times that survived.

Feng Junchi squatted down and slowly filled back the scraped soil little by little. His eyes were cold and deep, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

"That day..." Suddenly, Feng Junchi opened his mouth, as if talking to himself, doubting himself, "Should I not wipe her hands?"

"Ah?" Nan Yuan was standing beside him, but he didn't hear clearly.

Feng Junchi didn't say it a second time, but frowned slightly, and his cold eyes deepened.Otherwise, why would she refuse?

What's wrong with him?
As soon as Feng Junchi stood up, someone came over with something to wash his hands. Feng Junchi was still thinking about something while washing his hands.

Then, after washing his hands for a while, he asked Nanyuan, "Is she in the study again?"

This time, Nanyuan heard it clearly, and hurriedly replied: "Yes, Missy is in the study again today. I heard people say, but I still don't know what she is writing in the study. Anyway, she is very busy."

Feng Jun was silent for a while.

Ever since she said 'let me rest assured' that day, she left, and then he never saw her again, only heard that she was busy writing in the study these days.

As for what to write, no one knows.

And today, she was in the study again...

Feng Jun Chi's thin lips parted slightly, and he wanted to order something, but just as he opened his mouth, he closed it again, and didn't order Nan Yuan to do anything.

There was a servant girl who hurried into the yard at this time, walked over, first saluted him, and then lowered her voice and said: "Master, there is news from the palace, the emperor was assassinated in the imperial garden half an hour ago, Bo Tinghou rescued him." For meritorious service, the emperor will reward Bo Tinghou, but Bo Tinghou will not accept them all, I only hope that the only son, Bo Ting, can be lifted from the foot ban for that year, the emperor has given his permission."

Feng Junchi just wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

Like it wasn't talking to him at all.

Or Nan Yuan asked: "Do you know who did the assassination?"

The servant girl said, "I don't know."

Nan Yuan: "Go down."

"Yes." The servant girl bowed and stepped back.
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It wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon that Mu Sheng came out of the study when he was hungry.

Hongzhu was sitting on the steps outside the study doing needlework. When she saw her come out, she quickly put down her needlework and said to her, "Lunch has already been prepared, and I dare not go in to disturb you because you have told me in advance, miss. Now that the eldest lady is out, please go to the flower hall for dinner."

"En." Mu Sheng nodded with a smile, and walked towards the flower hall.

Hongzhu followed behind, happily telling her what interesting things happened in the mansion today.

These include: "Miss, you entered the study room this morning, you must not know that one of the flowers and plants planted by the third master Feng in Qinfengyuan has survived, and I am as curious as the servants in the mansion to see it." It’s alive, it’s grown some roots, it’s a canna plant, it’s a miracle, the resurrection of the dead is a good omen, the housekeeper said so.”

(End of this chapter)