Now most of the ministers of Northern Qi have surrendered to Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen did not change the name of the country. He just changed the name of Northern Qi to Northern Qi City. From then on, Northern Qi was regarded as a big city under the jurisdiction of the Luan Dynasty.
Now these people have jointly petitioned to ban An Yi for his meritorious service in controlling the plague, also because An Yi really saved them from dire straits.
They really just want to repay An Yi!
However, Feng Qingchen felt that the title of "Princess Princess" was harsh.
Even the words "Miss An" are harsh.
"Refuted!" Feng Qingchen raised her ink brush, brushed a big cross on the memorial, and threw it aside, "This woman came to treat the plague because she had a deal with this king. These people should be grateful. It¡¯s only right to be grateful to this king!¡±
Xue Lingqiao was speechless for a moment.
The face of the master who strives for credit is not good-looking at all.
"Why do you have any objection?" Feng Qingchen gave Xue Lingqiao a cold look.
Xue Lingqiao quickly waved her hand. How dare he have any objection? He still wanted to go back alive and be a father!
"Sir, how are you doing lately? Do you feel any discomfort?" Xue Lingqiao stepped forward to feel Feng Qingchen's pulse.
Feng Qingchen shook his head.
"Is there a time when the hands and feet don't obey the command again?" Xue Lingqiao asked again.
Feng Qingchen shook his head again.
Now he has only lost his sense of taste and smell, but has not found any other problems.
Xue Lingqiao was relieved and went outside the city after coming out of the imperial study room.
Outside the city, the plague patients have almost been treated, and An Yi can take a breather.
Xue Lingqiao stepped forward wearing a mask.
An Yi quickly put down the medicinal materials in his hand and signaled Xue Lingqiao to stay away from the patients.
"How is Feng Shisan doing?" An Yi asked.
"There is nothing unusual about the loss of taste and smell!" Xue Lingqiao said in a low voice, "Madam, do you think that if I lose my memory, my six senses will also be suspended?"
An Yi shook her head. She was not sure, but she still raised her eyes and said, "Call me Anyi!"
Xue Lingqiao said helplessly: "Don't you plan to return to me, madam? The past between you and me, as long as you don't give up, maybe you can get it back!"
An Yi said helplessly: "So what if I get it back? Don't you think Feng Qingchen is living a more free and easy life now?"
Xue Lingqiao was stunned.
"The armor of a soldier is a shroud, and he can die at any time on the battlefield. Now that he has no one to care about in his heart, he has turned back into the arrogant and invincible god of war. How happy and unrestrained. If he remembers those memories, he will only Make him worry too much!" An Yi sighed.
Feng Qingchen is right, he has changed a lot because of An Yi.
The different life backgrounds of the two people naturally make them treat things differently, especially since both of them are so insecure. Both of them think they are doing the best for the other, but in fact they make the other more suspicious.
Seeing Feng Qingchen now free and easy, An Yi understood what the man in white said, maybe she was really a stumbling block for Feng Qingchen.
"But you, Xiaodouzi and Little Lanfu" Xue Lingqiao was stunned, "What do you mean, are you and me separated like this?"
An Yi sighed: "I'm also looking for a good solution. I haven't found it yet, but I feel now that he and I are fine just like this, as long as we know each other is safe!"
Xue Lingqiao frowned slightly, feeling indescribable in her heart.
"Okay, you should leave quickly, this place is not suitable for staying for a long time!" An Yi said in a deep voice, "By the end of the year, the plague in Northern Qi will almost disappear!"
Xue Lingqiao was stunned for a moment: "Then what? After the Northern Qi plague is cured, where will Madam go?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com