Her Majesty the Queen

Chapter 85 Enough is enough
Fuju has been guarding the gate of the palace, waiting for Fenglin to return.

Although he didn't know about the assassination that happened in the palace today, he also heard about it from Yue Yun.Feng Lin was injured, and now he is missing, how can this make him not worry?
The guards have been sent out batch after batch, but they only brought back one piece of news, that is, they did not find Feng Lin.

It's ten o'clock in the morning, and it's time for bed.However, Feng Lin was not found, and the Prince Lin's Mansion is destined to be unsettled tonight.

Gradually, faint footsteps came from the dark night.As the footsteps got closer.Fuju's expression changed from calm to joyful.He has served Feng Lin for a long time, not only knows her likes and dislikes like the palm of his hand, but also can clearly distinguish her footsteps.

But now, he can be absolutely sure that the sound of footsteps coming from a distance is not from someone else, but from Fenglin.

"My lord." Fuju's delicate and lovely face had a joyful smile, and he rushed down the stone steps in front of the palace gate in a hurry, with his eyes wide open, for fear of missing the moment of Fenglin's appearance.

But for a moment, the black night was completely squeezed away.Two people came out of the night.

The woman walking in front is exactly Fenglin who Fuju has been calling for a long time.Feng Lin walked towards the gate of the palace without looking sideways.A man followed Feng Lin, and when the two got closer, Fuju realized that the man following Feng Lin was actually Zisu.

The moment she saw Zisu, Fuju couldn't help being a little surprised.Because Zisu has never seen him go out since returning from the palace with Yueyun!When exactly did he leave the palace, Fuju had no memory at all.

But this question was quickly forgotten by Fuju. Now that Fenglin is back, what is more important than her?
Fu Ju rushed in front of Feng Lin, he was about to ask Feng Lin if he was okay, but before he could speak, he saw Feng Lin's blood-stained arm by the light of the lantern at the entrance of the palace.In fact, the wound on Feng Lin's arm had already solidified, but it looked very scary from the outside.

When did Fu Ju see that Feng Lin had suffered such a serious injury, except for the poisoning.He had hardly seen Feng Lin in such a mess.Fuju covered his mouth with his hands, although he tried his best to suppress his mouth that wanted to exclaim, but he still couldn't hold back and shouted: "My lord, what's wrong with you? Go get the doctor."

After all, Fuju is well-trained, and her coping ability is beyond the reach of many people.

Feng Lin didn't answer Fuju's words, she nodded, and said to Fuju: "Go and tell Chuyun that the king is back. Prepare hot water for the king. I'm going to take a bath and change clothes immediately."

Naturally, there was no need for Fuju to do these things in person, he ordered Feng Lin's request, and then followed Feng Lin into the palace.

Fuju is very good at observing words and expressions, the current appearance of Fenglin and Zisu clearly shows that something happened.But as a servant, he wouldn't ask if the master wasn't going to say it.

The three of them walked for a while, and finally came to Fenglin's Qiushui Pavilion.

Even though Feng Lin didn't say anything about what happened tonight.But Zisu thought it was not that easy and let it go.He didn't know when Feng Lin got there, and he didn't know how much Feng Lin had listened to the conversation between her and Yan Moxuan.

But with Feng Lin's intelligence, he must have guessed the fact that he knew Yan Moxuan long ago.

I was too careless, Zisu sighed inwardly.If the incident between himself and Yan Moxuan made him fall short, then he really lost more than he gained.

Fenglin and Fuju have already stepped into Qiushui Pavilion.Zi Su paused outside the pavilion for a while, but finally did not follow in.

As if feeling that Zisu didn't follow, Feng Lin suddenly turned his head, his eyes piercing Zisu's body like a sharp knife.Feng Lin who returned to Prince Lin's Mansion was no longer just Feng Lin, she was now Prince Lin of the Beiyue Dynasty, and her every move was watched.Perhaps Feng Lin could turn a blind eye to what happened tonight, but Lin Wang would never.

As soon as it is exported, it is a natural order. "Come in."

After Feng Lin just said these words, he didn't go to see him again, and continued to walk into the Qiushui Pavilion.

Knowing that it was impossible for her to escape today, Zisu watched Feng Lin's receding back, and finally followed her.

All the blood-stained clothes were taken off, and Feng Lin stepped into the bath carved from white jade.The pool is warm and gentle running water.Feng Lin soaked his whole body in the water, leaving only his injured arm outside.

There was no one in Fenglin when he went out of the bath, so Fenglin dismissed all the attendants and Fuju who wanted to come in to wait on him.Too many things happened today, and she still hasn't figured it out until now.

After soaking for about a quarter of an hour, even the skin on his body began to wrinkle, Feng Lin slowly got up from the bath.She casually took a snow-white pajamas from the shelf and put it on.With wet hair draped over her shoulders, she felt less aggressive and more gentle.

The outside of the bath is huge.You can take a rest after bathing.When Feng Lin walked out of the outside room, apart from Zisu and Fuju, there was Moon Cloud who didn't know when to come.

Yue Yun had been worried about Feng Lin for a whole day, now seeing her return, she couldn't hide her excitement.

He stood up from the stool and crossed the yellow rosewood table that prevented the two from approaching.He who has always been as calm as water couldn't help feeling anxious.He rushed in front of Feng Lin, staring closely at the wound on Feng Lin's upper arm that pierced through Feng Lin's entire arm under Feng Lin's rolled up sleeves.

A thick layer of blood scab formed on the wound, which looked terrifying.Feng Lin couldn't bear Yue Yun's worries, so she stretched out her other good hand, lifted his chin, forced him to look into her eyes and said, "Don't worry about Chu Yun, this king is fine."

Yue Yun held Feng Lin's arm with his hands. Although Feng Lin comforted him, he knew the seriousness of Feng Lin's arm, and the injury was not as serious as she said.

Chu Yueyun frowned, the worry in his eyes not only did not decrease, but increased.

Feng Lin didn't want Yue Yun to look at his wounds any longer and feel sad, so he said to him: "Chu Yun go down and rest first."

Yueyun shook his head at Fenglin for the first time. He took out a delicate and small porcelain bottle from his arms, and said: "This is the Xuefu ointment bestowed by the Queen Mother. It has an excellent effect of stopping bleeding and promoting muscle growth. The servants put it on for the prince. How are you?"

Fenglin couldn't bear to refuse Yueyun's kindness, so he could only nod in agreement with his request.

Apart from herself, there are only Zisu Yueyun and Fuju in the room.Seeing that Feng Lin had something to say, Fu Ju bowed and exited knowingly, leaving room for the three of them.

Feng Lin had long regarded Yue Yun as his own, and he did not hide anything from him. While accepting Yue Yun's application of medicine for her, he said to Zisu: "You still owe me an explanation?"

Zisu had expected that Feng Lin would say this, but he always had only one answer, and it was absolutely impossible to have any other results.

So he replied without thinking, "Zisu has nothing to say."

Zisu's answer did not satisfy Feng Lin. She raised her head and asked something that had nothing to do with the topic just now, "Is this king pampering you too much, making you forget your duty?"

(End of this chapter)