On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 102: Preparing Poison to Harm the Body
Seeing that he had frightened people too much, Ye Zhiyu sighed helplessly and was reluctant to continue.

"Of course, I'm not good enough, so I'm afraid I won't be able to solve this dilemma. Since you were promoted by the National Preceptor, I think he won't refuse to help you."

"Are you serious?" Fu Jingtong's eyes were scarlet.

"You think I am you! I have to hide everything. If you had told me clearly the origin of the things in the stone lion earlier, how could I let others destroy it at will?"

Ye Zhiyu was also a little embarrassed, "Since the golden boy is your old friend, you should be able to find his whereabouts based on his birth date, so you can also trouble the Imperial Master!"

As he spoke, he patted his legs and stood up. Unexpectedly, his knees went numb after squatting for too long, and he staggered and was about to fall to the ground.

"Master Tian, ​​be careful!" Fu Jingtong stretched out his hand to help, but was thrown away by Ye Zhiyu's palm.

Gritting his teeth and standing up, Ye Zhiyu looked condescendingly at Fu Jingtong, who was looking a little embarrassed on the stretcher, "I've finished asking about the matter. Instead of worrying about how to plead with the Imperial Master, you might as well think about how to live with Feng Wu." Call this level!"

"Thank you, Heavenly Master." Although Fu Jingtong's voice behind him was not loud, it was sincere.

……

"So, is it true that Fu Jingtong borrowed luck?" Feng Wuming turned away from the others and asked after listening to the whole story from Ye Zhiyu's mouth.

Although Ye Zhiyu had just said harsh words in front of Fu Jingtong, he finally couldn't bear it. To Feng Wuming, he still carefully exaggerated the loyalty of the companion and the pity of the orphaned housekeeper.

Why is it that Feng Wuming seems to be indifferent, no matter what happens for a reason, he is still so good at focusing on the key points!

Ye Zhiyu blinked and was thinking about where he could try harder to impress Feng Wuming, when he called Ye Jiu in.

"What are your orders, Your Majesty?" Ye Jiu bowed and waited for Feng Wuming's instructions.

Ye Zhiyu's heart almost rose to his throat. Although Fu Jingtong did bad things out of good intentions and made Feng Wuming, an innocent person, suffer for nothing, he did not cause any real trouble after all.

Seeing Ye Zhiyu's eyes widening with eagerness ready to come out, Feng Wuming deliberately prolonged his tone.

"Then Fu Jingtong is still detained at the young master's office?"

Ye Jiu turned his head slightly and glanced at Ye Zhiyu, then replied: "Master Fu is still in the same place, nothing unusual."

"Well," Feng Wuming picked it up casually, "In that case, let's wait until he recovers from his injury before sending it back."

"I have the order!" Ye Jiu retreated.

Ye Zhiyu couldn't help but feel a little proud, and leaned slightly in front of Feng Wuming, "Your Majesty is really open-minded and generous, and the girls of the people really admire him!"

"If the miracle doctor begs for mercy like this, if I don't give him some face, how can I be worthy of the miracle doctor's earnest speech just now?" Although Feng Wuming was praised by Ye Zhiyu, his tone did not get any better.

Seeing that Ye Zhiyu smiled and did not refute, Feng Wuming felt helpless, "Has the miracle doctor ever thought about the purpose of the person who secretly instructed Fu Jingtong?"

Ye Zhiyu thought about it and said in a hesitant and uncertain tone, "It's good that I got this good luck for the prince, but Fu Jingtong started to support the golden boy a few years ago. What did he have at that time? He was just a minister of Dali Temple. s position."

"Even if the National Master's favor caused him to block the way of others, he should have used quicker means to eradicate him."

"This is where the doubt lies," Feng Wuming closed his eyes and pondered, "If the golden boy was just a casual touch for the person who taught the Dharma, now it is applied to me due to coincidence, no matter how careful the opponent is, With you by my side, I don’t need to worry too much.”

Before Ye Zhiyu could feel complacent, Feng Wuming continued in a deep voice: "But what if Fu Jingtong is a chess piece laid out by the opponent a long time ago?"

Ye Zhiyu choked, yes.Fu Jingtong had nothing to do with Feng Wuming on the surface. Even if Feng Wuming was in trouble, he would not be included in the investigation for a while.

What's more, Fu Jingtong didn't even know who the person was, and even if he was caught, he couldn't reveal anything about him.

Ye Zhiyu couldn't help but feel horrified. Could it be that someone really wanted to take Feng Wuming's life even though he had been lying dormant and planning for several years?

After calming down, Ye Zhiyu noticed some omissions and said, "Your Majesty, do you want to prove that the situation has been solved by letting Master Fu go back, or do you want to continue to confuse the other party?"

"Of course it's the latter. Ye Jiu understands what I mean and will teach Fu Jingtong how to behave."

Ye Zhiyu bit his lower lip, "But if you really succeed in borrowing your luck, my lord, I'm afraid you will have to pretend to be seriously ill for a long time, and it may even be a bit more serious than before."

Feng Wuming thought for a moment, "You mean my current appearance is not convincing enough?"

Ye Zhiyu glanced at Feng Wuming's figure and sighed silently in his heart.

How can someone be so sick that he still has impressive muscles? No one can explain this!
"In this case, the miracle doctor and I just pretend to be real."

"Is it really a fake show?" Ye Zhiyu was a little confused, "Aren't I just diagnosing and treating the prince and prescribing medicine every day?"

"No," Feng Wuming shook his head, "Since the miracle doctor has superb medical skills, it is not a problem to prepare a few doses of poison. As long as I am really weakening, no matter how much people spy on me, they will not be able to find out the truth."

"How can that work!" Ye Zhiyu denied without thinking, "In a few days, when Miss Miguo prepares the secret medicine, the prince will still have to suffer from the side effects of the secret medicine. Now I will poison the prince. Don’t make fun of your own body!”

"Am I kidding? I'm looking at the medical skills of the miracle doctor." Feng Wuming had already made up his mind and calmly persuaded Ye Zhiyu.

"The miracle doctor has seen it with his own eyes. What are the methods of the people behind the scenes? If I am caught pretending to be sick at this time, wouldn't all my previous efforts be wasted?"

"I believe that the miraculous doctor's ability should be able to make medicine that does not harm the root but is debilitating. Will the miraculous doctor disappoint me?"

Ye Zhiyu felt helpless when he saw the wind, his eyes full of sincerity, and he couldn't help but respond even though he knew he was painting a cake for himself.

"Since the prince has entrusted me with something, the daughter of the people will naturally do it without any hesitation. However, it will take a few days to complete the medicine. It is better for the prince to be careful."

Ye Zhiyu accepted the order and devoted himself to making medicine, so he entrusted the child to the care of Hua Niang, and devoted himself to preparing the prescription for Feng Wuming to prepare poison.

After changing and changing and trying again, Ye Zhiyu dared to give Feng Wuming the medicinal soup to drink.

Ye Zhiyu stared at Feng Wuming without blinking, "Does the prince feel anything strange?"

Seeing her nervousness, Feng Wuming started to think narrowly. He frowned slightly, raised his hand to cover his heart, and looked struggling, as if his heart was hurting like a knife.

Ye Zhiyu: "...Prince, stop pretending, not a single medicine in this prescription has any impact on the heart."

Feng Wuming coughed lightly, as if nothing had happened, and raised his wrist to check Ye Zhiyu's pulse.

Hearing hurried footsteps approaching the door, Hua Niang ran in with panic on her face.

"Xiao Feng Tuan is missing!"

(End of this chapter)