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

Royal study.

After Fu Jingtong and Feng Wuming finished talking about things, it was time for Fu Jingtong to leave, but he still didn't leave.

Feng Wuming held a booklet in his hand.

There have been a lot of news lately, and he has a lot to do, so reading the news is all time he squeezes out.

There were some excerpts that were not interesting to read, so I expressed condolences to him and talked about some irrelevant things, which made his brain hurt.

Realizing that Fu Jingtong hadn't left, he raised his eyes and looked.

"Anything else?"

Fu Jingtong hesitated and nodded: "Your Majesty, this matter is not a public matter, but a private matter for a minor minister."

Feng Wuming put down the book, frowned and looked at him, neither salty nor indifferent: "Your personal affairs?"

Why do you ask him about personal matters?
Fu Jingtong nodded. He was very busy these days and had heard about Miss Wang. He always wanted to go and see her, but he didn't pull away.

Now that the matters at hand are almost settled, and I haven't heard the news that Miss Wang is okay, I can't sit still.

"Your Majesty, Weichen would like to ask how Miss Wang's health is? Is it getting better? Weichen has found a civilian doctor with superb medical skills. Can Weichen take the civilian doctor to see Miss Wang?"

Feng Wuming's deep black pupils looked at him without saying a word.

Did you search for private doctors for Wang Xiaoe?

He knew how much Fu Jingtong had to deal with these days. Even though he was busy with everything, he still found time to find a civilian doctor for Wang Xiao'e.

Sima's heart is clearly revealed!
Feng Wuming's face was cold.

Fu Jingtong was uneasy and felt that the emperor seemed angry, but... he wanted to see Miss Wang.

He dared to speak again: "Your Majesty, is it okay?"

Feng Wuming felt a little unhappy, but still nodded.

Just in case this civilian doctor can cure Wang Xiao'e.

Fu Jingtong said happily: "That humble minister resigned."

Looking at his back with his hands turned and excited, Feng Wuming couldn't help but think of Wang Xiao'e's evaluation of him.

I think highly of him.

His handsome eyebrows were raised, and he looked at the memorials stacked high on the table. He no longer wanted to approve the memorials. After a moment of hesitation, Feng Wuming stood up without thinking.

As soon as Fu Jingtong stepped out, he saw Feng Wuming coming out too. He was panicked: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Feng Wuming's expression was calm: "I'm going back home too."

"Let's go."

Fu Jingtong turned to look at the imperial study. The father-in-law at the door looked at Feng Wuming with a troubled expression. Seeing Fu Jingtong's confused gaze, the father-in-law shrugged and shook his head.

He didn't know why His Majesty suddenly wanted to return home and didn't let him follow him.

Fu Jingtong followed Feng Wuming: "Your Majesty, aren't you going to criticize me?"

Feng Wuming glanced at him: "I can only criticize the bad things?"

Fu Jingtong smiled: "No."

Why did he feel that His Majesty was a little unhappy with him?

Glancing at Feng Wuming's expressionless handsome face, he could tell that his ability to observe words and expressions was always great. His Majesty looked no different than usual, but he could be sure.

Your Majesty is just unhappy with him.

He just didn't think of the reason.

Fu Jingtong simply asked directly: "Your Majesty, do you have any objections to the minister?"

Feng Wuming turned to look at him lightly, and said unintentionally: "No."

There's none?
Fu Jingtong looked at him suspiciously.

When they arrived outside the palace, Feng Wuming and Fu Jingtong were sitting in the car. He looked at the folk doctor beside him, glanced at Fu Jingtong again, and sneered.It was already planned.

His gloomy eyes made Fu Jingtong feel a little guilty, and he silently looked away at the scenery outside the car.

The doctor put his hands on his knees and held his medicine box in his arms, not daring to move at all.

Riding in a carriage with His Majesty and the Minister of Dali Temple, it would make him proud for the rest of his life, but His Majesty seemed to be in a bad mood. The Emperor was furious, and he was nervous and nervous. He grabbed the strap of the medicine box and could not move.

After arriving at the palace and getting off the carriage, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor took Wang Xiao'e's pulse, while Fu Jingtong stood aside, looking at Ye Zhiyu's pale face, concern and worry overflowing on his face.

Feng Wuming took in all his expressions.

The doctor frowned while taking her pulse, put down her hand and said to the two of them.

"Your Majesty, Master Fu, this girl's body and pulse are strange. It is said that she is sick, but there is no serious illness. It is said that she is not sick, but she is weak."

"The grassroots will prescribe some Qi-replenishing medicine for this girl. If it is useful, the grassroots will check her pulse and prescribe the medicine."

Fu Jingtong said happily: "Okay."

Feng Wuming's eyes also flashed with light.

The doctor prepared the medicine. They were both of high status and had no shortage of precious medicines. The medicines the doctor prescribed were all good.

Fu Jingtong took the prescription and said, "Your Majesty, these medicinal materials will be prepared and sent to the palace after I return home."

Feng Wuming has ascended the throne and is going to move to Qianqing Palace.

The housekeeper has packed all the things and will move them to Qianqing Palace tomorrow.

"No need." Feng Wuming stretched out his hand: "Wang Xiao'e is from my house, I will have someone prepare the medicinal materials."

Ye Jiu came back at this time and saluted the two of them: "Your Majesty, Sir, the doctor's consultation fee has been paid."

Fu Jingtong's eyes turned very deep and he looked at Feng Wuming.

Feng Wuming seemed not to notice. He went to the bedside and put Ye Zhiyu's hand into the quilt, tucking her in. The movements were familiar and accustomed.

Surprise flashed in Fu Jingtong's eyes, complicated and mixed with astonishment.

He pursed his lips, not knowing for a moment whether he should leave or stay.

Fu Jingtong's mind was a little confused. He took a deep look at Ye Zhiyu and said, "Your Majesty, I remembered that I still have something to deal with, so I'll take my leave first."

Feng Wuming hummed, and Fu Jingtong left the palace with a complicated expression.

Your Majesty treats Miss Wang...is that what he thinks?

……

As the night grew darker, the maid of Cining Palace gave fresh peony petals to Shen Yanliu. When they came out, the two looked at each other.

"Why did the Queen Mother take a bath with peony petals today?"

The Queen Mother loved peonies, and they didn't know why, but the Queen Mother never bathed in peonies.

Why did you take a bath with peonies today?

"I also find it strange that when I served the Queen Mother's meal yesterday, the Queen Mother's tastes also changed. She didn't like any of the dishes prepared in the imperial kitchen according to her previous tastes, and she got very angry."

"Last night during the night watch, around early in the morning, I heard a scream from the Queen Mother. I thought something had happened, but she said it was nothing. But I heard it really clearly. The scream was from the Queen Mother."

As the palace maid spoke, she recalled the screams last night, her whole body trembled, and her voice lowered involuntarily, making it long and long.

"That sound... was heartbreaking, like a shrill cry, but also like..." Before she could finish speaking, another palace maid felt cold all over and covered her mouth.

"Stop talking, it's so scary at night."

"After the late emperor passed away, the Queen Mother probably thought of the late emperor and grieved late at night."

The palace maid nodded and said nothing more, but she felt that the Queen Mother's behavior today was very strange and strange, as if... she had changed into a different person. (End of chapter)