Xia Yinian didn’t know whether to tell the truth to the Old Master; after all, he was Feng Yifan’s grandfather, a close relative.
While she hesitated, Feng Rui pushed Elder Feng over, and the Old Master said, "Let look at your throat, open your mouth."
Xia Yinian hesitated for a mont, then obediently opened her mouth for him to check.
"This damn kid!" The Old Master saw it and instantly flew into a rage, "He used dicine on you!"
"Old Master, her throat..." Feng Rui looked worried, after all, the girl’s face strongly resembled Rourou’s from back in the day.
When Rourou was still around, Feng Rui had seen her many tis, only the Old Master did not approve of her being with Mr. at that ti.
As for the current young masters, Mr.’s three young masters were adopted later, and none had ever t Rourou.
And Young Master Fan, he might have seen her, but he was too young at the ti, only a few years old, and even if he had seen her, he wouldn’t rember.
But, both Feng Rui and the Old Master, had clearly rembered it in their hearts.
"Her throat is actually fine, it’s just that damned boy who drugged her."
The Old Master, displeased, commanded, "Go, in the third drawer, get a bottle of yellow dicine."
Feng Rui imdiately retrieved the dicine and mixed a bit of it with warm water as the Old Master instructed.
"Do as told, drink this, I won’t harm you, drink it, and your throat will get better."
The Old Master personally handed the cup to Xia Yinian, his gaze gentle, and no malice could be felt at all.
Xia Yinian then rembered that Feng Yifan had seemingly used a similar thod to temporarily cure her throat before.
Finally, she obediently drank the dicine.
A cool sensation spread through her throat; quickly, she felt like she could really speak.
Looking at the Old Master, she hesitated for a long ti before hoarsely saying, "I... want to see Feng Yan."
...
Feng Yan ca back in the evening, with traces of blood on him.
Such a sight almost terrified the Old Master.
Feng Yan had no ti to explain, and upon seeing Xia Yinian, he was completely taken aback.
"You’re here! You girl, actually being here!"
Suddenly, as if he had realized sothing, his brow furrowed, "The maid I saw this morning, was that you?"
Xia Yinian nodded, grabbed his hand tightly, "Uncle...Uncle..."
She had been dicated twice, and although she had taken the dicine and could talk now, her throat was still not very good.
This ti, her throat was truly burnt, overly dicated.
Seeing her like this, Feng Yan found it hard to say so words, but seeing the blood on Feng Yan, she beca even more anxious.
"That... Qianqiu Sect..."
She had heard so from Feng Yifan’s mouth in the morning and heard them talking about it, but at that ti, didn’t think much of it.
But now, seeing the blood on Feng Yan, she beca instantly panicked: "Uncle, Uncle..."
"He’s on the island, he broke into one of the Qianqiu Sect’s strongholds."
Feng Yan steadied her trembling shoulders, his lips pressed tight, "This ti, it’s not so minor place like Joyful Forest, but a real stronghold, guarded with heavy weapons."
His words, alongside the blood traces on him... Xia Yinian’s legs weakened, almost collapsing.
Feng Yan didn’t want to lie to her, he too was anxious, "Before leaving he turned off his phone, once on the island it’s impossible to make contact, my people are still searching."
"All I can say is, this ti for you, he’s truly risking his life!"
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