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

Cining Palace, Jiaofang Palace.

Wen Yufu closed his eyes and felt the energy in his body. The corners of his lips rose, and he was in a good mood.

She didn't expect that the next victim to provide her with luck would be found so soon.

She moved her luck, and Shen Yanliu's body strengthened a bit. Yun Qi was indeed a military general, and his physical fitness was much better than Shen Chengshu's.

She curled her lips, and a coldness flashed in her eyes.

The words Yun Qi scolded her at the beginning are still in her ears, and she remembers every word clearly. Now that Yun Qi has become hers, he will do things for her in the future.

If Yun Qi still had a chance to find out, he would probably commit suicide in hatred.

Wen Yufu imagined Yun Qi's reaction in his mind and laughed heartily, his eyes filled with gloom.

Isn't Yun Qi loyal to Feng Wuming?

Feng Wuming also trusted him very much.

If Yun Qi betrays Feng Wuming, Feng Wuming will definitely be hit hard.

A sinister smile appeared on her face, and she thought of a good way to get revenge on Feng Wuming.

She wanted to turn everyone around Feng Wuming into hers, make Feng Wuming betray his relatives, and let him taste the feeling of being abandoned. She wanted to make Feng Wuming suffer all the cold looks before removing him from the throne. Kick it up and down!
Wen Yufu asked the palace maid to prepare health tea.

The palace maid could tell from her tone that she was in a good mood and felt strange.

The Queen Mother has never left the Jiaofang Palace, nor has she let anyone in. Why did she suddenly become happy?

How strange!
She was confused. These days, they found that the Queen Mother was very different from before. They also talked about it privately, but could not find the reason. They all attributed it to the death of the late emperor, and the Queen Mother was stimulated and her temperament changed drastically.

But they didn't quite believe this reason.

Your temperament has changed drastically, but will your favorite foods and daily habits also change?

They all thought it wouldn't be possible, and it wasn't like they were a different person.

Habits are developed over time and are difficult to change.

Wen Yufu thought that Feng Wuming was going to lose a general. Without Yun Qi, he would lose a right-hand man. How could he be unhappy?
General's House.

The housekeeper of the General's Mansion watched the doctor check Yun Qi's pulse several times, but he still hesitated to speak and was very anxious.

"Doctor, what happened to my general? Is it serious?"

The doctor frowned and shook his head.

"Nothing serious."

"Judging from the pulse, General Yun is not seriously ill. He is just too tired and cannot hold on any longer. He needs to take a good rest."

"I'll give the general some medicine to replenish his body and give it to him to see if he gets better."

The butler frowned: "But isn't it the general's hand that was injured? He can't lift his hand at all now."

Yun Qi was lying on the bed, his hands were as heavy as a thousand pounds and he couldn't move.

He shook his head at the butler and asked the butler to send the doctor out.

They are not doctors, so they naturally have to do what the doctor says.

Yun Qi drank medicine in the afternoon and evening, but his arm showed no signs of improvement. He gritted his teeth and tried to lift his arm, but it still dropped weakly.

Yun Qi's face was gloomy and a little irritable. He couldn't lift his hand, so he might not be able to go to the morning court.

Yun Qi asked the housekeeper to write a letter and give it to Feng Wuming, telling Feng Wuming exactly what happened to him that he couldn't lift his arm. He also wrote down exactly what the doctor said.

Feng Wuming read the letter and agreed to let him recuperate at home, and also asked the palace doctor to follow the housekeeper to check on Yun Qi's illness.

He had lost many soldiers before, and Yun Qi had to train every day recently, which was indeed very tiring. He was sick now, so he could take advantage of his illness to take a good rest.

A few days passed, and Yun Qi still hadn't come to court.

Feng Wuming looked at the civil and military officials below with a cold expression.These days, ministers come to him to ask for leave every day, and now there are half as many ministers in the palace.

He looked serious and said in a deep voice: "Master Li, have you done what I asked you to do?"

Lord Li stood up, saluted him and said, "Your Majesty, I went to visit the adults who asked for leave the day before yesterday and yesterday. Their faces were pale, their bodies were weak, and they were indeed seriously ill."

"Weichen asked about their symptoms, and then went to the Taiyuan Hospital to ask the head of the hospital what kind of disease their symptoms were. The head of the hospital did not find out what kind of disease they had. The head of the hospital said that maybe their symptoms were somewhat similar to those of the plague. Similar, maybe he has the plague."

"Now is the peak season for influenza. Weichen feels that most of the adults who are taking leave are infected with the plague."

Feng Wuming nodded, thought for a while and then gave the order.

"Master Li, you will go to the Taiyuan Hospital later to ask the Taiyuan Hospital to prepare for the prevention of the plague and prepare a decoction for everyone to take."

"The plague is highly contagious. You issue a document and tell the people to take precautions in advance. Wait until the Imperial Hospital develops the decoction and distribute some to the people."

Feng Wuming arranged the tasks and retired without anything else.

He did not go to the imperial study room to review government affairs papers. Instead, he went to Ye Zhiyu's yard.

Rong'er hid immediately when she heard the footsteps. Ye Zhiyu heard the familiar footsteps and didn't even look up from his book.

"Your Majesty, why are you here again?"

Now she has to wonder if Feng Wuming is the emperor?

Why do I have so much free time every day to come to her?

The last time I agreed to take it slow with him, it was because of the beauty/temptation/temptation, and I felt soft-hearted for a moment.

After she came back and figured it out, she secretly hated her for being so soft-hearted.

Cut the mess with a sharp knife.

She and Feng Wuming have always been in contact, and they have feelings for each other from time to time, but they always lose this heart. They keep cutting things off and getting confused. The deeper the entanglement, the deeper the damage.

Her helpless and disgusting tone made Feng Wuming pause slightly, and then sat down opposite her.

"We have business today."

His reasons are valid.

Ye Zhiyu's book was taken away by him, and she raised her eyes to look at him: "Your Majesty, why should I bother you to go there in person and let the maid pass the message?"

I just wanted to take the opportunity to see her.

"I wanted to see you, so I came naturally."

"You don't want to see me?" Feng Wuming's eyes were dark.

He expressed his feelings straightforwardly. Ye Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, his cheeks were slightly red, and his heart skipped a beat.

Seeing his eyes that were looking at her tenderly, all of which were hers, her heart skipped a beat and she was throbbing uncontrollably.

Expressing one's feelings unintentionally is often the most romantic and moving.

She squeezed her hands nervously.

She was pretty good at it, but she couldn't resist it. Facing Qingjun's handsome and attractive face, she couldn't control her crazy heartbeat.

Ye Zhiyu thought secretly.

Feng Wuming teases people invisible.

Just as she was thinking about it, the man turned her head away. He hummed in a low voice and asked her again.

"Don't want to see me?"

"Also...nor...not." Seeing the man getting closer and closer to her, Ye Zhiyu leaned back and stammered.

"It's not that you don't want to see me, it's that you want to see me." Feng Wuming saw that she was about to fall, so he put his arm around her waist, showing good understanding. (End of chapter)