Finishing the Osmanthus cake, Feng Youyue patted the crumbs off her mouth and stood up.

  "I'll go take a look at Fourth Uncle's place, if anything happens, remember to come find me."

  ……

  Feng Qingyan lived in Qingbo Garden of Feng Manor, which was not too far from Yuan Yue Garden.

  When Feng Youyue arrived at the entrance of Qingbo Garden, he happened to meet the Second Elder who was walking out of the garden.

  The two elders looked somewhat haggard, with a faint dark circles under their eyes, and their clothes were slightly wrinkled.

  Feng Youyue's eyebrows moved slightly, and she was surprised in her heart. "Second Elder, you haven't slept all night?"

  The two elders nodded, "Go back and tidy up before coming again. Qingyan's situation has already stabilized."

  Feng Youyue's heart felt a little relieved at the same time, and he was also somewhat moved. The two elders, Feng Lin, had always been obsessed with alchemy and rarely participated in family struggles.

  However, due to his status as an alchemist, he has always held a high position in the Feng family.

  The Great Elder had tried several times to win over Second Elder, but was met with silence each time.

  Feng Lin rarely asks about family matters and is a man of few words, with hardly any expression. However, whenever the Feng family faces difficulties, he will always be the first to stand up.

  For so many years, the Second Elder's lineage has been a silent yet powerful backbone, quietly supporting the Feng family and Feng Qing.

  Yesterday, the two elders did not sleep all night in order to take care of Feng Qingyan, which made Feng Youyue even more moved.

  "Young Moon thanked Fourth Uncle and Second Elder for taking care of her." She bowed deeply.

  Feng Lin waved his hand and soon left Qingbo Garden.

  Outside Feng Qingyan's room, his two little servants stood on either side, like door gods.

  When the phoenix and the mysterious moon arrived, the two quickly opened the door.

  Feng Qingyan's injury was too severe, although she had passed the critical period, her body was still very weak and she remained in a coma.

  Feng Youyue looked at him and didn't wake him up either.

  "This is for you," she handed a small white jade box to Feng Qingyan's personal servant, "apply this to Fourth Master's external injury later and bandage it with gauze, he'll be fine by tomorrow."

  The young servant took over the white jade box, somewhat puzzled, what kind of divine medicine can be cured with just one application?

  Feng Youyue didn't explain that the ointment was Yunyue Ointment, and even if she had, the young servant might not have understood. Seeing that Feng Qingyan was fine, she quietly left Qingbo Garden.

  Feng Qing was still in seclusion, Feng Youyue stood outside his courtyard for a while before returning to Wan Yue Yuan.

  Little did she know, halfway through, she ran into Fu Su who was hurrying to find her.

  Fu Su's face was anxious, and her usually calm footsteps were slightly disordered. Feng Youyue raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong?"

  "Miss!" Fu Su's eyes lit up, and she quickly ran to her front, grabbed her clothes, and hastily said, "Miss, you must leave the house with me for a few days! The Duke of Protection has sent someone here!"

  Feng Youyue was dragged by Su for a while with her head in the fog before he suddenly stopped and pulled her back.

  "Wait," she frowned, looking puzzled, "it's someone from the Guardian Duke's estate, why should I run?"

  Fu Su was taken aback, "Miss, you last night..." killed Yuan Wenxiu! Miss, have you lost your memory?...

  "You little scamp!" Feng Youyue suddenly understood the reason behind it, and she couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. She tapped Fu Su's forehead, "What are you panicking about? This is the Feng household, they wouldn't dare to eat me, would they?"

  "Besides, who can prove that Yuan Wenshu was killed by me?"

  Fu Su blinked her eyes, slightly opened her small mouth, and ran with a faintly red face that was quite adorable.

  Feng Youyue couldn't help but pinch her cheeks twice, "Who is it that's coming?"

  "I heard it was Young Master Yuan's father." Fu Su rubbed his cheek.

  Yuan Wenyu's father? Yuan Tianpei?

  A hint of mockery flashed across Feng Youyue's eyes, and indeed, only Yuan Tianpei, that brainless fool, dared to come to the Feng residence and shout loudly!

  "Go! Follow Miss Ben to meet him!"

  Digression

  Young master is not in good condition today, Kaven's ferocity. Can write as much, depends on fate... Ah. There will be more later, don't go away.

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