Nan Hao asked, "Qingci is in the hospital? What happened?"
Feng Qingyi replied, "It's nothing serious. He was in a car accident last night. Luckily my cousin is here and can take care of him at the hospital. I have classes every day, so I don't have much time."
"What do you think about having her come after her exams? He still needs surgery, and I have classes. Let my cousin look after him, how does that sound?"
Nan Hao hesitated for a moment. "Our Yue doesn't know how to take care of people. Did the doctor say when he could be discharged?"
"They need to observe him after the surgery. He'll probably need to stay for over a month. My parents are both very busy with work and don't have time to look after him. It works out well that my cousin will be on break soon. She has such a long vacation, so she can come help take care of him."
"She doesn't need to do much, just bring him tea and water, buy some food. Nothing else is needed. What do you think?"
Nan Hao said, "Well, I should ask your cousin's opinion. She's never taken care of anyone before, so she probably won't be able to look after Qingci well. Why don't we wait until Qingci is better, then I'll have your cousin come over."
Feng Qingyi continued, "...If my cousin doesn't have anything going on, just have her come. I still have classes and really can't manage it."
"My cousin is almost an adult now. Taking care of my brother shouldn't be a problem. I'll cover her travel expenses."
"Qingyi, I have to go. Your aunt wants me to buy groceries. Take good care of Qingci."
Feng Qingyi looked at the phone after it disconnected and shrugged.
"I thought it would be a difficult problem, but I didn't expect such a big trouble to be solved so easily. To prevent him from calling mom and dad, you should call ahead and explain."
Feng Qingci exclaimed, "Why did you say I was hospitalized!"
"I couldn't think of a better excuse at the moment, so I made one up on the spot," Feng Qingyi said.
Feng Qingci replied, "...Whatever! As long as that annoying pest doesn't come, it's fine. Otherwise, I'd want to kill her in a minute."
"Alright, now that the issue is resolved, I'm going back to my room."
Having sorted out the matter with Nan Yue, Feng Qingyi was in a good mood as she leisurely went upstairs.
Just as she returned to her room, Feng Qingci burst in.
"Grandfather called!"
Feng Qingyi said, "Then answer it!"
Feng Qingci answered the call, spoke briefly, and quickly hung up.
"Grandfather and Grandmother are very worried. They said they're coming to see me!"
Feng Qingyi asked, "What should we do?"
Feng Qingci replied, "I told them it wasn't serious, but it seems they've already bought tickets. They're coming tomorrow."
Feng Qingyi scratched her head, "Is it just Grandfather and Grandmother coming?"
Feng Qingci nodded, "Yes, Grandfather said Uncle and Aunt couldn't get away, so he and Grandmother are coming to take care of me."
"Didn't you explain to them?" Feng Qingyi asked.
Feng Qingci said, "I heard Uncle and Aunt listening nearby, so I couldn't say anything."
Feng Qingyi suggested, "Then call them later and explain. Grandfather and Grandmother aren't unreasonable people. If you explain clearly, they'll understand."
"Alright, I got it," Feng Qingci said as he walked out with his phone.
...
The Late Spring Poetry Meeting in Shengjing was officially held at the end of May.
Feng Qingyi waited for Qian Jue in the courtyard. Today she wore a cyan-colored dress, her hair styled in a newly learned single spiral bun, looking very fresh and cool.
Feng Qingyi checked the time on her phone. According to Xu Linghe, it was supposed to start at the Chen hour (7-9 am), and it was already a few minutes past seven, but there was still no sign of him.
After walking around the courtyard for a while, Qian Jue finally arrived.
"Girl, let's go," he said.
Feng Qingyi nodded, "Mm, let's go!"
The Literary Garden was located in the west of the city, in a different direction from Feng Qingyi's mansion, so it would take some time to get there.
At the entrance, Feng Qingyi looked around but didn't see a carriage. "We're not going to walk there, are we?"
"If you don't want to walk, I can fly you there," Qian Jue said.
Feng Qingyi quickly shook her head, "Let's not do that. But if we walk, won't it be noon by the time we arrive? Don't you have a carriage?"
Qian Jue replied, "I rely on myself for travel. Buying a carriage would be useless. You're just too delicate."
Feng Qingyi protested, "...But you said earlier you'd take me there. You can't go back on your word."
Qian Jue sighed, "Fine, you win. Let's go, we'll hitch a ride up ahead."
"You can hitch a ride on a carriage?" Feng Qingyi was curious.
Qian Jue said, "Alright, alright, just talk less when we get there."
They hadn't walked far when they saw a carriage. Qian Jue naturally went over and greeted the driver, then waved Feng Qingyi over.
Feng Qingyi approached, "Is this okay?"
"Hurry up and get in. Don't waste time talking," Qian Jue said.
The coachman helped lift the curtain, and Feng Qingyi climbed in, sitting in a corner.
"Hello! Sorry to intrude."
Qian Jue entered and sat right next to the carriage owner.
"Little Ji, are you also going to the poetry meeting?"
The carriage owner was a young gentleman named Ji Liusu. He wore a blue brocade robe, his black hair tied up, looking somewhat frail.
"Master Qian Jue, it's been a long time!"
Qian Jue picked up some pastries from the side and unceremoniously popped them into his mouth. "How have you been feeling lately?"
"Thank you for your concern. I'm much better now," Ji Liusu said.
Qian Jue pointed to Feng Qingyi in the corner, "Let me introduce you. This is my new disciple, Feng Qingyi. Get acquainted."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Feng. I am Ji Liusu."
Feng Qingyi replied, "Hello!"
Ji Liusu asked, "Will Miss Feng also be participating in today's poetry meeting?"
"I'm just going to give it a try," Feng Qingyi said.
Ji Liusu responded, "As Master Qian Jue's disciple, your skills must be formidable. I look forward to seeing your performance."
"...No, no, I'm just going to try it out," she said.
She was still quite self-aware. From what Xu Linghe had said, this Late Spring Poetry Meeting would gather many experts. She was just going to experience it and see how her skills measured up.
The carriage steadily came to a stop at the entrance of the Literary Garden. By now, many carriages were already parked on the street outside.
Feng Qingyi followed Qian Jue and Ji Liusu inside.
Not long after entering the Literary Garden, Feng Qingyi noticed a group of people gathered together.
Looking over at the crowd, Feng Qingyi noticed Xu Linghe and Zhao Yiqing.
"Qian Jue, I'm going to say hello to my friends. I'll come find you later."
Qian Jue said, "They're paired up. Why are you trying to join in? The painting competition is about to start over there. Let's go there first."
"Alright! What are you planning to paint?" Feng Qingyi asked.
Qian Jue replied, "The topic hasn't even been announced yet, and you're already trying to find out what I'm going to paint? Don't tell me you really want to defeat me?"
"I was just asking casually. It's not like I could copy you, could I?" Feng Qingyi said.
Qian Jue said, "It's about time now. Follow me."
