Poor Lady

"Eat." A jailer placed the meal at the door of the cell, then turned to leave.

Qi Surong brought in the food, a bowl of white rice with a few pieces of lean meat and a few green vegetables. Because someone had been taking care of her before, her food was barely good, but it looked a bit shabby today. If it was before, she felt that this kind of prison meal was too dirty to feed a dog, let alone eat it for herself. Thinking about it carefully, I have indeed changed a lot. When the family is ruined, being able to eat is a gift from God.

Qi Surong smiled, raised her chopsticks and started to cook rice. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a mouse emerge from the corner. She picked up a piece of meat and threw it at random. The mouse was startled and ran into the hole, then stuck out its head again, sniffed it with its nose, determined that there was no danger, ran out again, jumped to the piece of meat, and ate it with relish.

The master once said that all things in the world can be friends. A person feels that he has no love for life because he cannot see things other than human affection, wealth, and power, and ignores other beautiful scenery. Even weak ants and disgusting worms can bring different pleasures to people. What people need is not fear and hatred, but an optimistic and cheerful heart.

Therefore, today's Qi Surong can make fun of hardships and dare to survive in danger.

At this moment, a shrill cry suddenly came from his ear, Qi Surong looked at the sound, and saw the mouse rolling and struggling on the ground, and after a while, it stopped moving.

Qi Surong's complexion changed, and she quickly walked over to check and found that the mouse had died.

She immediately put down her rice bowl, wiped her chopsticks with her clothes, and carefully stuck it down her throat.

"Ouch." She leaned against the corner, trying to induce vomiting. After a long while, he managed to spit out a few mouthfuls of rice. She didn't eat much just now, so she didn't know how toxic the poison was.

Falling weakly on the ground, Qi Surong hugged her stomach, her face pale and dripping with cold sweat.

She wanted to call for help, but her throat seemed to be torn, and she couldn't make any sound. She was struggling to move to the door of the cell, slapping the iron lock on the door with all her strength. Her body began to convulse, and she looked at the dead mouse in the corner, her vision gradually blurred, she didn't want to die, really didn't want to die...

"Su Rong, what's the matter with you?" A familiar voice entered his ears, and Feng Zhan shouted, "Come here!"

The iron lock was opened, and Feng Zhan lifted Qi Surong up and asked anxiously, "Surong, what's the matter with you?" Why did something happen just after returning to the prison?

Qi Surong opened her mouth, but said nothing.

"Don't worry, I'll take you to see the doctor right away." After speaking, he picked her up.

Several guards immediately stopped him and said, "Master Feng, you cannot take prisoners away without Master Zhou's permission."

"Get out of the way, I'll give Master Zhou an explanation later!" Feng Zhan said fiercely.

"Master Zhou has instructed in advance that after this woman returns to prison, she cannot be released from prison on the grounds of seeking medical treatment, unless she is cleared of the crime."

"Get out!" Feng Zhan was about to rush out holding Qi Surong, and the jailer immediately surrounded him and prevented him from leaving.

Feng Zhan was anxious and angry, Qi Surong's breathing became weaker and weaker in her arms, she raised her eyes slightly and moved her lips.

"What do you want to say?" Feng Zhan put his ear close.

Qi Surong said in a barely audible voice: "I...will not...give up, I want...live...live..."

"You will live!" Feng Zhan's eyes were red, and he no longer hesitated, rushing out like an angry lion.

The guards did not dare to hurt him, and could only watch him escape from the prison.

"Master Feng, what are you doing?" Zhou Du's figure appeared at the entrance of the prison.

"I want to take her to see the doctor." Feng Zhan said coldly.

"If this officer remembers correctly, she just came back from your other hospital yesterday." Zhou Du said with a blank face, "The injury has already been cured, why did it relapse as soon as she was imprisoned? Sir Feng, are you going to respect Tianfu? Prison is used as the back garden of one's own home, come and go when you want?"

"I also want to ask Lord Zhou, why did she become like this when she returned to the prison?" Feng Zhan said unceremoniously, "Please make it easy for Lord Zhou to take her to see a doctor first, and then come to apologize later."

"Master Feng, what is the relationship between this girl Qi and you?" Zhou Du raised his eyebrows and said, "For her sake, you don't even want an official voice or future?"

"She is the fiancée under her command, can this relationship allow Master Zhou to accommodate her?" He forcibly took Qi Surong out of the prison, and this matter must be criticized. For Qi Surong's boudoir reputation, Feng Zhan simply decided on this name first.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhou Du's eyes, but he didn't answer immediately, he just pondered: "Even so, this official can't let people go easily, who knows if her condition is true or not? Why don't you stay in Jingtian Mansion, Ben The official sent someone to invite the doctor."

Feng Zhan looked at Qi Surong, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and his consciousness was blurred. He raised his head and said, "Doctor, my book boy will invite you, please arrange a wing room for us."

"It's easy to say." Zhou Du motioned for his subordinates to bring Feng Zhan and Qi Surong into the back hall.

Feng Zhan put Qi Surong on the bed carefully, and wiped the sweat off her face with his sleeves.

"You'll be fine, the doctor will be here soon."

However, Feng Zhan waited for a long time, but he never got the doctor, and his book boy never came back.

He was restless, but he was not worried about leaving her here alone. It was obvious that someone in Jingtian Mansion was going to harm her.

Qi Surong's breathing became weaker and weaker, and her body temperature gradually became colder. Feng Zhan hesitated for a while, then stepped forward to help her up, hugged her into his arms, wrapped her tightly with the quilt, and whispered in her ear, "It's alright, you'll be alright."

In a daze, Qi Surong regarded Feng Zhan as Gu Jinyun, wrapped her arms around him unconsciously, and shrunk into his arms, her soft body was somewhat dependent.

Feng Zhan liked the feeling of being needed and trusted, his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, it was the first time he was so close to her, he couldn't help but lowered his head and pressed a kiss on her forehead,

Two lines of tears ran down her cheeks, and Qi Surong murmured unconsciously, "...I'm sorry, I...really...I really want to be...your wife, and I will be with you for a lifetime..."

"Su Rong." Feng Zhan said anxiously and happily, "As long as you feel better, I swear I will marry you!"

Qi Surong's hand hung down weakly, and her breathing stopped suddenly.

Feng Zhan's heart tightened, and he whispered, "Su Rong, Su Rong, Su Rong... No! Don't die! You said you want to live! Su Rong!"

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Zhou Du walked in with an ugly middle-aged man.

"The doctor is here." Zhou Du said.

Feng Zhan didn't care about questioning Zhou Du, and immediately gave way to the doctor.

The middle-aged doctor took the pulse, lifted Qi Surong's eyes again, and said, "She has died."

Feng Zhan's face turned pale, and he was about to say something when he saw that the doctor suddenly raised his hand and dropped a few gold needles into Qi Surong's acupuncture point. But within a few breaths, Qi Surong took a short breath and regained her anger.

"Fortunately, it didn't take long for the breath to stop, just in time for the treatment." The doctor said again.

Can you speak without panting? He's almost sick! Feng Zhan looked at the doctor speechlessly.

However, this person only used a few golden needles to save the person, and his medical skills are indeed excellent. He cupped his hands and asked, "I don't know what to call this doctor?"

"Jiang Yao." He replied while helping Qi Surong to find his pulse.

"I wonder how she's doing?"

"Poisoning." Jiang Yao said succinctly, "The toxicity is very strong, but fortunately, the amount of medicine taken is not large." She should have induced vomiting beforehand, and her emergency response ability is good. Jiang Yao secretly said.

"Poisoning?" Feng Zhan looked at Zhou Du with sharp eyes, and said coldly, "Master Zhou, what's your explanation? People who respect Tianfu can poison anyone at will?"

Zhou Du's expression did not change: "This official will investigate this matter, so don't worry, Lord Feng."

Feng Zhan sneered, Cha? I'm afraid I'll never find out.

At this time, Jiang Yao said, "I was entrusted by Miss Qi to go to see a doctor for Young Master Hou, and I just came from Hou's residence."

Feng Zhan was stunned, this sentence revealed a lot of information. First of all, this doctor was invited by Qi Surong to help Xiaohouye in advance. Her poison may be related to Houfu, and this doctor can come from Houfu to treat Qi Surong, probably because of Xiaohouye's old illness There is hope for a cure.

Feng Zhan looked at the sleepy Qi Surong. She had long expected that the Marquis would attack her ruthlessly, so she sold a favor to them first? If this time is not grasped properly, she is afraid that she will die today. Besides, how can she be sure that this Doctor Jiang will be able to cure the little Marquis?

Su Rong ah Su Rong, you seem to be hiding a lot of secrets. Feng Zhan's eyes were soft, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. She once said that she wanted to be his wife, and that she would not let her down when she recovered. In the future, to have this woman with you, you will not waste your life.

When Gu Jinyun received the news, it was the second day after Qi Surong was poisoned. He asked someone to go to Jingtianfu to inquire. Although he learned that Su Rong was no longer in serious trouble, the one who took care of her was Feng Zhan, who claimed to be his fiancé. Their relationship has almost become an open secret.

Gu Jinyun was calm on the surface, but his heart was full of ice and fire. He couldn't stand his woman being named by another man. He decided to help her wash away the stigma as soon as possible, bring her back safely, and then marry her immediately.

Feng Zhan had been staying in Jingtian Mansion to take care of Qi Surong. Three days later, the Feng family sent someone to call him back home urgently.

Feng Fu pointed at him angrily and said, "When did the Qi family daughter become your fiancee?"

"It was just completed a few days ago." Feng Zhan smiled indifferently, "Although Su Rong is a commoner now, he is a 'national embroiderer' personally appointed by the emperor, more than enough to match your son."

"What is a national embroiderer?" Feng Fu reprimanded, "You are the eldest son of the Feng family, a fourth-rank official, and your future is boundless. How can you be related to a criminal woman?"

"She was framed by someone." Feng Zhan retorted, "The stigma will be washed away soon, and father doesn't have to worry."

"Even so, her reputation is ruined. I would never allow you to marry such a woman."

"Father, what the child decides will never change." Feng Zhan said firmly, "Even if it is to be replaced by an official position, I will not hesitate at all."

"You're really a demon! What's so good about the Qi family girl? Is it worth your effort?"

"Father will definitely like her when he sees her in the future."

"I never want to see him." Feng Fu patted the table and said, "You'd better stay away from her and cut ties with her completely, otherwise don't blame your father for being cruel."

"Father," Feng Zhan said sternly, "don't force me."

"What about forcing you?" Father Feng snorted coldly.

"The child does not dare to disobey the father, but the father cannot stop the child from hurting himself. The child will use as many injuries as he will to repay it in the future."