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

Chapter 106
Mi Guo frowned suspiciously.

There was unrest in the palace these days, and even if she was in a side hospital and had no information, she could still get some clues.

Even so, it is too strange that Feng Wuming insists on getting rid of the poison in advance and does not ask Ye Zhiyu to take care of him.

Seeing that her eyes were too probing, Feng Wuming coughed lightly and said, "In my opinion, since Miss Shaosi needs to concentrate on preparing the secret medicine to remove the poison, it is naturally not convenient for her to meet with other people. Yes, right?"

Mi Guo's eyes sparkled, and she said happily, "It all depends on the prince."

She came here just to cure Feng Wuming, and then get the benefits that Feng Wuming had promised for her tribe. As for whether he was seeking death by insisting on taking risks, what did he have to do with her Mi Guo?

It was night, Ye Zhiyu was sitting by the window with his elbows on his elbows. Hua Niang hesitated and came forward to persuade him.

"It's so late, so let's go to bed early. Then we'll have enough energy to continue looking for Xiao Feng Tuan tomorrow."

Hearing this, he glanced at Hua Niang, and Ye Zhiyu knew that he shouldn't express his anger, but his words inevitably contained a bit of bitterness, "I understand the truth, but right now I want to be alone."

Hua Niang sighed and put on clothes for her, "The more exposed you are, no matter how worried you are, you still have to take good care of your body for Xiao Feng Tuan."

After he finished speaking, he paused again, and then spoke again with difficulty, "I haven't had the chance to apologize to you since I came back..."

Ye Zhiyu shook his head and was about to persuade Hua Niang for a moment when he saw Feng Wuming's figure entering the small courtyard.

Standing up with some anxiety, Ye Zhiyu forced a smile, "It's so late, why is the prince here...?"

"Since the miracle doctor misses you so much and can't sleep well, I might as well come and tell you in person earlier." Feng Wuming's eyes glanced at Hua Niang, who was hanging her head behind Ye Zhiyu.

"Have a good rest tonight. I will take you to the palace early tomorrow morning."

"Really?" Ye Zhiyu was extremely surprised.

"How can what I said be false?" Feng Wuming frowned slightly, seeming to be dissatisfied with Ye Zhiyu's question.

Without waiting for Ye Zhiyu to find someone to please him, Feng Wuming turned around impatiently and said, "Okay, the miracle doctor is planning all kinds of tricks, so he should wait until he enters the palace tomorrow to use them. I have to go back to rest." .”

"The daughter of the people congratulates the prince!" Ye Zhiyu was overjoyed and saluted.

Hua Niang couldn't help but murmur in her heart when she saw that she went to bed obediently after getting Feng Wuming's promise.

Even though Ye Zhiyu wrote in his letter how not to deal with Feng Wuming, he still trusted him very much at the critical moment.

……

After carefully putting all the remaining spiritual materials and magic weapons in his arms, Ye Zhiyu got on the carriage.

Feng Wuming had been waiting in the car for a long time. Seeing her serious face, he didn't blame her much. He just waited for her to sit firmly before ordering the coachman to set off.

Ye Zhiyu was silently rehearsing her actions after entering the palace in her mind, but Feng Wuming's hands were flying with pages flying beside her. She was already full of anxiety, and this made her even more uneasy.

Halfly to relieve the tension in his heart, Ye Zhiyu moved closer to Feng Wuming. Seeing that he had no intention of avoiding suspicion, he tentatively said:
"I wonder what the prince is busy looking at?"

Feng Wuming didn't pay her any attention, and still concentrated on reading the official documents in his hand, but he didn't ignore her.

"Is the miracle doctor willing to share with me some of the things that I have accumulated over the past few days due to my illness?"

Ye Zhiyu smiled awkwardly, "How can a daughter of the people help the prince with government affairs?"

Just as he was about to retreat into the distance, Ye Zhiyu suddenly realized something was wrong, "Why did the prince take over the government affairs of the court again? What was the original plan?" Feng Wuming raised his eyes slightly and glanced at her, but his tone was still as smooth as the old well. Smooth, "Plans change."

Ye Zhiyu blinked her eyes and was waiting humbly for Feng Wuming to explain to her, but she didn't hear the rest for a long time.

Secretly tutting his tongue, Ye Zhiyu inevitably felt a little dissatisfied when he saw that Feng Wuming had no intention of communicating with him.

Even with her current status, she could not be said to be on par with Feng Wuming, but she was still a comrade in the same trench.

They were about to go to the base camp opposite. This was not worthy of him, Feng Wuming, condescending to give her some advice?
Even if you can't reveal the entire strategy, you can tell her some precautions, right?
Feng Wuming couldn't hear Ye Zhiyu make a sound for a long time, but he saw her pair of clear pupils rolling around on her body. She didn't have roundworms in her belly. She could guess that this person was talking to herself again. Where did it go?

It's just... there are some things that it's best not to let her know now.

Feng Wuming calmly raised his arm a little, trying to block his slightly pale face with the desk in his hand.

The space inside the carriage was already small, so how could Ye Zhiyu, who had been secretly paying attention to him, not notice it.

Thinking of Feng Wuming's sudden change of attitude last night, Ye Zhiyu pursed his lips, a thought flashed in his mind, and he was filled with surprise and uncertainty, but his fingers quickly and accurately pinched Feng Wuming's wrist.

Two fingers quickly reached up to his inner wrist, and within a few breaths, Ye Zhiyu knew what had happened.

She wanted to ask, but she felt that the words were so heavy that she could hardly breathe.

"When did the prince...did he take the secret medicine last night?"

Feng Wuming calmly retracted his hand, straightened his sleeves, and then spoke.

"The miracle doctor guessed right."

"Why did the prince hide it from me?" Ye Zhiyu unconsciously clenched the hem of his skirt with both hands.

"I was in a hurry yesterday and made an oversight." Seeing that he had been exposed, Feng Wuming stopped pretending.

Putting down the official document in his hand, he closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows.

"Then the prince's pulse is so loose and disappears when pressed a little, is it due to negligence?" Ye Zhiyu laughed angrily.

"I guess it was Miguo who served the medicine improperly, which made the prince so weak due to the medicine. How does the prince plan to punish her?"

Feng Wuming felt a headache, and was thinking about how to fool Ye Zhiyu, when he saw that her eyes were red, and she swallowed her words when she reached her lips.

Although Ye Zhiyu didn't know how Feng Wuming's sudden removal of the gu was related to his request yesterday.

But it was true that Feng Wuming, who was suffering from internal injuries, wanted to hide his physical condition and insisted on keeping the appointment to go to the palace together.

Without waiting for further thought, Ye Zhiyu reached out and untied Feng Wuming's clothes.

Why do you seem to be becoming more and more proficient?

Ye Zhiyu blinked his eyes and was about to take off his middle coat so that he could absorb the spiritual power when he felt pain in his arms, and was then lifted open by Feng Wuming.

Before Feng Wuming could question him, Ye Zhiyu twisted his waist and used his own weight to support him, gaining the upper hand in the blink of an eye.

She had no time to laugh at his resistance, as if she was a frivolous young girl. Ye Zhiyu was so eager to make amends that she subconsciously wanted to lift her knees and press down on his restless legs.

Feng Wuming: This woman!Why are you getting more and more crazy!
(End of this chapter)