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

Chapter 148 Internal Injury Exposed
This king is so ill, why are you still filled with sordid things?
Feng Wuming's eyes almost burst into flames. However, he was suppressed by Ye Zhiyu and could not move easily. He could only watch her hands pressing on his chest. The silver needle used to intimidate him just now was casually used. Set aside.

Maybe this woman was afraid that his illness wasn't serious enough, so she came over to see him off in person!

Feng Wuming wanted to call someone to drive her out, but when he turned his head, he saw that the door of the room had been carefully closed by the two people just now, and he and Ye Zhiyu were the only two people left in the room.

At this moment, Ye Zhiyu, who had just closed his eyes when he put his hand up, slowly opened his eyes.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Feng Wuming seemed to see brilliance flowing in her eyes.

Just for a moment, Ye Zhiyu narrowed his eyes again, put on that hateful smile, and stabbed the needle straight into the pit.

Feng Wuming only felt a surge in his chest/mouth, as if Ye Zhiyu's injection stirred up huge waves in his body, and the already agitated zhenqi became even more restless.

After a few rapid gasps, Feng Wuming's eyes went dark, but Ye Zhiyu's expression remained unchanged, holding his arms and watching him struggling for breath.

Feeling inexplicably aggrieved, Feng Wuming was about to ask Ye Zhiyu what he had done, but a sweet taste came out of his throat first.

Ye Zhiyu calmly wiped away the blood that kept spilling from the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Your Majesty, I want to try my luck again now."

I believe you!Feng Wuming continued to scold, but his body honestly followed Ye Zhiyu's words and started to work.

Only then did Feng Wuming realize that the turbulence inside his body just now was like a huge wave, enveloping the zhenqi that was originally flowing everywhere and forcing it out of the body along with the mouthful of blood.

Right now it is like a sunny day after rain, the sea and sky are the same color, extremely peaceful.

After slowly practicing his skills for a small week, Feng Wuming looked at Ye Zhiyu who had withdrawn from him at some point, hesitated again and again, and finally spoke.

"Thank you to the miracle doctor for saving me this time."

"You're welcome," Ye Zhiyu didn't even raise his eyes, still concentrating on writing the prescription, "What I'm doing is just to stabilize the true energy in the prince's body. As for the prince's internal injuries, I don't have a cure for the time being."

Feng Wuming's movements were stagnant, and when he spoke again, his tone was still calm, "It doesn't matter, this internal injury has already occurred, so the miracle doctor doesn't need to worry about it."

"Feng Wuming, are you treating me like a fool?" Ye Zhiyu put down his pen and gently blew the ink on the paper dry.

Frowning, out of the corner of his eye he saw the pile of evidence on the ground that the culprit had forgotten to destroy, and Feng Wuming returned to his previous cold and stern look that was repelling people thousands of miles away.

But before he could speak, he saw Ye Zhiyu looking at him with smiling eyes.

"The prince forcibly got rid of the poisonous insects at that time. Although it was a loss of internal energy, it took a while to recover and it has already improved."

"It just so happened that after the fight with Mi Guo that day, he was even more seriously injured than before."

Feng Wuming saw her pearly shell armor knocking on the Zizhu penholder, and the clicking sound seemed to resound in her chest and abdomen.

But although the voice made him inexplicably annoyed, as if there was something he couldn't wait to express, it didn't bore him.

"Although the folk girl didn't practice the same moves as the prince, she also knew how much effort it would take to make this bamboo pen stick pass through the bone. It's a pity that such a wonderful move can only be learned from other people's mouths. I can get a glimpse of some subtleties in the description, but I don’t have the chance to see it with my own eyes.”

Seeing that it had been revealed that he had suffered internal injuries in order to save others in a desperate situation, Feng Wuming's heart was shaken even more.Before he could sort out his noisy thoughts, Ye Zhiyu shook the prescription in his hand and stood up.

"Whether the prince is thinking about himself or planning for the big plan, there are some things that people's girls can understand and not ask about. It is only related to the prince's body, but it is the purpose of the people's girls coming to this palace. If the prince doesn't even think about it, If a folk girl is in charge, why not hire someone else?"

After hearing her words, Feng Wuming returned to his original rules and self-profession. His mood that should have been a little more comfortable did not improve at all. He looked at Ye Zhiyu intently and wanted to speak but was speechless.

Anyway, Ye Zhiyu didn't expect Feng Wuming to bow his head and admit his mistake with her now. Seeing him speechless was enough to achieve his goal.

Quietly kicking aside the ball of notice paper that had just been thrown on Feng Wuming's face, Ye Zhiyu felt relieved.

"The civilian girl is going to prepare medicine for the prince. Please take care of yourself. If you feel uncomfortable, there is no need to wait until today to vomit blood before sending someone to call the civilian girl for diagnosis and treatment."

He casually sent a maid to fetch the medicinal materials. Ye Zhiyu sat on the pony, holding a fan in one hand to look at the firepower in the furnace, and holding his chin in the other hand to think about Feng Wuming's condition.

Feng Wuming's illness this time was simple and simple. It was just a temporary illness that consumed too much internal energy, which caused the inner energy in the body to be disrupted. Now that she has been guided by her acupuncture, order has been restored again, and there is no major problem anymore. hinder.

But the complexity lies in the fact that if Feng Wuming wants to recover, he must find some way to replenish the internal energy he poured out that day. However, his body has been eroded by toxins for many years. It is a miracle that he can still perform Qigong now. .

Ye Zhiyu did not dare to use any more radical methods for fear of breaking the hard-won balance in Feng Wuming's body.

There is of course a way to get quick results without any worries, and that is for her to use her spiritual power to mend Feng Wuming's empty Dantian.

But Feng Wuming's martial arts is very unparalleled, and of course the little spiritual power in her body can't be restored to its original state.

In order to administer the acupuncture just now, she had stripped Feng Wuming's clothes on the spot and extracted spiritual power from him. Only in this way could Feng Wuming's danger be relieved with just one needle.

If she wanted to repair Feng Wuming's dantian intact, she would have to be like a koala, holding Feng Wuming in her arms 24 hours a day to absorb spiritual power, and not letting go for seven days and seven nights.

When Ye Zhiyu thought of that scene, he shuddered involuntarily.

Although Feng Wuming was injured while trying to save himself, Ye Zhiyu was not that sacrificial yet.

Instructing the maid to deliver the medicine, Ye Zhiyu patted his sore waist and slowly returned to his courtyard.

Hua Niang had been waiting in front of the court for news about her. Seeing that she looked tired, she hurried forward to greet her.

"Has the prince's recruitment of famous doctors been explained to you?"

Ye Zhiyu was stunned. He had just forced Feng Wuming to diagnose and treat him, and he had prepared the medicine himself out of gratitude. He was so busy that he forgot about this incident.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I am the one who treated Feng Wuming this time. If he is so ignorant and wants to die, just find someone else."

Pressing Hua Niang's hand to reassure her, Ye Zhiyu asked curiously: "Why are you waiting for me outside? The two little brats inside have finally made the noise so much that you can't stand it anymore?"

"What are you talking about?" Hua Niang glanced at her with a smile, "I want to avoid them from discussing with you. I want to leave the palace for some time."

(End of this chapter)