She brought Fang Lingjun's favorite pastries to accompany her. Fang Lingjun stayed by Fang Chuning's side, not leaving even for a moment. Zhang Lingzheng said Fang Chuning had lost a lot of blood, but the critical period had passed. As long as he recuperated well, he'd be fine.
"Junjun, have something to eat." Fengyu handed her a piece of pastry. Fang Lingjun, feeling somewhat relieved by Fang Chuning's improvement, had a slightly better appetite. Fengyu fed it to her.
She then talked with Fang Lingjun about Princess Huazhen's upcoming marriage to the Beiman King.
Fang Lingjun's heart skipped a beat, giving rise to a trace of pity. "The Beiman hate us. If Princess Huazhen marries into Beiman, will her life be miserable? Will she die?"
Fengyu gently shook her head. "I don't know."
