"My lord, what's your surname, the guys in the shop don't even know you?"

"Just call me Mr. Mu!" Said, Su Feifei directly dipped in the tea and wrote the word "Mu" on the table.

Su Feifei glanced at the other guys in the store, and said, "Others, is there anything else you don't understand?"

Everyone said in unison, "Young Master Mu, it's gone!"

"Since everyone is fine, let's make a bet!" After speaking, Su Feifei took the lead in pressing her finger prints on each job description.

After everyone pressed and played with their fingerprints, Su Feifei put away the job responsibility papers and asked a clerk to send these papers to the prince's room for him to keep.

Su Feifei looked at Feng Chen's room, but she didn't see any movement. She was about to get up and leave. When he walked to the door, she heard a clerk hurriedly ask her to stay and said, "Master Mu, something happened to the Seventh Prince. He vomited blood and passed out!"

As soon as he heard that Feng Chen passed out, no matter how much hatred there was before, the most important thing at this moment is to wake him up.

Su Feifei hurried in and said, "Open the window quickly, and evacuate everyone!"

When shopkeeper Li heard that his prince had fainted, he hurried in and asked, "Master Mu, how is the seventh prince?"

"Shopkeeper Li, hurry up and ask for a sedan chair!" Su Feifei hurriedly pinched Feng Chen's people to see if she could help him wake up.

Feng Chen, who was pretending to faint, felt even more ashamed when he saw that Su Feifei was still willing to save her. He almost strangled her just now, but he didn't expect that she would still be willing to save him.

Feng Chen slowly opened his eyes, pretending to be weak, saw Su Feifei standing in front of him, and said, "Brother Mu Chen, I'm sorry!"

Seeing Feng Chen dying of illness, Su Feifei couldn't bear to say, "Stop talking, you will be fine soon!"

At this time, shopkeeper Li ran in and said, "Master Mu, the sedan chair is here!"

"Let's help each other, help the Seventh Prince into the sedan chair!"

Seeing the sedan chair arrived, Su Feifei hurriedly asked everyone to help Feng Chen into the sedan chair.

In his weakness, Feng Chen never forgot to ask Su Feifei to forgive him, and kept yelling, "Brother Mu Chen, you must forgive me!"

"Let's talk about this later! Healing is the most important thing!" Su Feifei said to the bearer, "Everyone go to the Seventh Palace!"

Feng Chen opened the car curtain and looked at Su Feifei and said, "I'm sorry!"

Su Feifei looked at Feng Chen who was aggrieved like a child and said, "I forgive you, sit down quickly, you will be at the palace soon!"

Feng Chen in the sedan chair was elated when he heard that Su Feifei had forgiven him, how could he know that such a narrow-minded woman like Su Feifei had quietly blacklisted him, avoiding contact if she could.

Finally, I saw the big words like the Seventh Prince. Su Feifei didn't want to waste time, so she hurriedly informed the guard about Feng Chen's illness, and the guard ran in to tell Minglan about the prince's illness. As soon as Minglan heard that the prince had an illness, Quickly asked the housekeeper to find the imperial physician, and hurried to the door to pick up the prince.

Feng Shaoqing, who had been guarding the seventh prince's mansion all morning, came back immediately when he heard movement outside, saw Mu Chen and a sedan chair carried in, and said, "Brother Mu Chen, what a coincidence!"

Su Feifei followed the voice and saw that it was the third prince, so she bowed to him.

As soon as Feng Chen who was in the sedan chair heard Feng Shaoqing's voice, he coughed even more!

When Minglan heard that his prince was seriously ill, he hurriedly carried him into the house without knowing the situation.

Feng Shaoqing followed in, and then saw Feng Chen, who was pale and bloodless, being helped off the sedan chair by Ming Lan.

"Brother Mu Chen, who is my seventh brother?"

"Go back to the third prince, the seventh prince is ill!" Su Feifei stared at the door, anxiously muttering, "Why hasn't the imperial doctor come yet!?

Minglan saw that every time the prince was with Mr. Mu, he would be seriously ill, so he immediately drew his sword and put it on Su Feifei's neck and said, "Mr. Mu, what did you do to the next prince? Seriously ill?"

Feng Chen, who was lying on the bed, looked at Ming Lan who was holding a sword on Mu Chen's neck and said excitedly, "Ming Lan, hurry up, put down the sword!"

He looked at Su Feifei who was expressionless, and thought to himself that this is really a bad thing, Minglan, the guy who has done more than succeed but failed.

"Minglan, please speak up if you have something to say, the sword has no eyes! Put down the sword!"

Seeing that her prince and the third prince pleaded for this guy, Minglan put down the sword in her hand and said fiercely, "When the imperial doctor comes, if there is any problem found, I will make you look good!"

Doctor Qin came over in a hurry, felt the pulse and performed acupuncture. After a lot of work, he said, "My lord is suffering from the wind and cold, try not to move around more, stay in bed and recuperate immediately."

As soon as Su Feifei heard that Feng Chen was fine, she immediately said, "The seventh prince needs to rest and recuperate, so don't move around if you're fine!"

Thinking that everyone in Fengchen's room would be killed at every turn, he didn't want to cause trouble, so he wanted to leave quickly.

Before Feng Chen could speak, Su Feifei followed Qin Taiyi and left.

Seeing that Mu Chen had left, Feng Shaoqing chatted with Feng Chen for a few words and found an excuse, then left.