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

Chapter 46 Letter from the Flower Lady
At first, Feng Wuming was very calm in front of Ye Zhiyu and cooperated with the acupuncture, but his behavior later became a little awkward.

Ye Zhiyu ignored all Feng Wuming's awkward behaviors.

If Feng Wuming's condition was not relatively stable, she would have wanted to run to Feng Wuming three times a day.

Acupuncture only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. If you want a radical cure, you must find Tianshan Snow Lotus.

Ye Zhiyu took out six copper coins and placed them on the table one by one, looked at the divination and sighed.

The recently opened Tianshan Snow Lotus will have to wait 40 years. By then, the grass on Feng Wuming's grave will already be several feet high.

Ye Zhiyu messed up the copper coins and did his fortune-telling again.

Fine.

The last Tianshan Snow Lotus that came out was used 18 years ago.

I really don’t know which guy with a lot of money can actually own the legendary Tianshan Snow Lotus?
Ye Zhiyu once again calculated a divination, and this time the divination pointed firmly to the person sitting in the highest position.

Sure enough, only this kind of person can easily possess the Tianshan Snow Lotus that others have never been able to obtain in their lifetime.

She turned over the last copper coin.

Geng is the mountain.

This is a sign of premature death. This person will never live to reach the age of being crowned.

Today, the emperor has not long since ascended the throne. Although he has not made much achievements, he is still very high-spirited.

If the emperor dies early, the current situation will be turbulent, but it will cause chaos in the world.

Rong'er slipped in through the window.

Ye Zhiyu quickly put away the copper coins on the table and looked: "What's the matter?"

Rong'er put the envelope on the table with a flattering look on his face: "I just saw your letter in Feng Wuming's study. I took the letter while no one was paying attention and sent it to you to save Baba."

Ye Zhiyu picked up the envelope and smiled when he saw the familiar handwriting on it.

The content of the letter is very simple.

Hua Niang expressed her longing for Ye Zhiyu in the letter, and then asked when she would go back.

Ye Zhiyu can set off at any time, but he has to cure Xiaofeng Tuan and Feng Wuming's illnesses before he can return to the Valley of Divine Doctors without any worries.

By the way, although the hexagram does not indicate where the Tianshan Snow Lotus is, there should be other ways for Hua Niang to get the news.

Even if you really can’t find Tianshan Snow Lotus, you should be able to use other substitute medicinal materials as a substitute.

And this huge palace doesn't even have any medicinal materials that meet the standards.

I really don’t know if Feng Wuming is too poor or because of some other reason.

Ye Zhiyu immediately picked up the pen and ink and wrote a letter to Hua Niang.

Rong'er suddenly hid in the shadows nearby.

"Mother, mother, we are back!"

As soon as Xiao Fengtuan ran in, she threw herself into Ye Zhiyu's arms, her little head curled up on her neck.

Xiaojiu followed behind with a steady expression, climbed onto the table, and saw familiar handwriting: "Mother, did Aunt Hua write to us?"

"Yes, ask us how we are doing and when we can go back."

Ye Zhiyu touched Xiaofengtuan and Xiaojiu's faces.

"Mother, did Aunt Hua ask me?" Xiao Fengtuan raised her head.

"Of course I mentioned it. Aunt Hua said that the peaches she planted are almost ripe, and she asked if she should keep a few in the ice cellar, waiting for you to go back and eat them."

"Mom, you must also say that I miss her very much."

Xiao Fengtuan jumped out of Ye Zhiyu's arms mid-sentence, ran to the small cabinet and dug out the face mask she had obtained some time ago.

She kissed the dough before handing it to Ye Zhiyu, asking Ye Zhiyu to put the dough into the envelope and send it back together.

Xiaojiu felt that her sister's behavior was too childish, but she still took a few good things she got and put them in the envelope.Finally, Ye Zhiyu handed a somewhat bulging package to Rong'er and asked her to quickly send the letter back to the Valley of Divine Doctors.

That night.

Ye Zhiyu knocked on Feng Wuming's door as usual and prepared to sit on the chair to see how awkward the other party was.

Feng Wuming sat on the imperial concubine's couch very calmly this time.

Ye Zhiyu glanced at the bathtub behind the screen and shook the silver needle in his hand: "Your Majesty, are you ready?"

She stepped forward and prepared to seal Feng Wuming's acupuncture points.

Since the last conversation, Ye Zhiyu became aware of how many toxins Feng Wuming's body had been infected with.

Fortunately, this person also had a large life expectancy, and the several toxins restrained each other, so it did not cause any particularly serious life crisis.

This also caused a lot of trouble for Ye Zhiyu's subsequent treatment.

"There's no need for acupuncture this time."

Feng Wuming took the initiative to take off his clothes and lie down, revealing his extremely explosive body.

Ye Zhiyu's hand stopped in mid-air: "Has the prince thought about it?"

The steps of tapping the acupuncture points were first to make it easier for Ye Zhiyu to absorb spiritual power from Feng Wuming, and secondly to worry that Feng Wuming would not be able to bear the huge pain and do other things.

Seeing that Feng Wuming had made up his mind, Ye Zhiyu took out the silver needle and stuck it on several acupuncture points, and then moved his little hands around Feng Wuming's body.

The body under his hands was tense due to pain, and he could more and more clearly feel the huge power contained under the muscles.

Every muscle, every bone and every line is perfect.

Ye Zhiyu felt the spiritual power moving around his body, and his whole body was filled with an extremely comfortable feeling.

Then she put her hand on Feng Wuming's dantian, closed her eyes and felt the extremely abundant power there.

Suddenly, Ye Zhiyu opened his eyes and met Feng Wuming's dark eyes.

Feng Wuming quickly looked away.

Ye Zhiyu lowered his head in confusion, and a dumb voice came from above his head: "The Imperial Master has heard of your reputation and plans to meet you."

Ye Zhiyu raised his head in surprise: "A commoner's wife is just a country woman. How can He De and meet the Imperial Master?"

The Imperial Master would never come to her door without any clue. Could it be that he saw through her strangeness?

Or maybe the Imperial Master is just an excuse, and the people above want to use her to continue threatening Feng Wuming.
Usually being involved in the vortex of this kind of game between two sides, it is difficult for ordinary people like Ye Zhiyu to escape.

Feng Wuming was a little puzzled by Ye Zhiyu's sudden panic and comforted him: "The Imperial Master has a gentle temperament and will not arbitrarily embarrass you."

Ye Zhiyu wanted to cry but had no tears.

How could she be afraid that the Imperial Master would make things difficult for her? She was afraid that he would see that she was a lonely soul from another world and immediately burn her as a monster.

"Your Majesty, I have a request from the common woman." Ye Zhiyu calmed down and looked straight at Feng Wuming, "If anything happens, I hope that the prince can protect the two children of the common woman."

Feng Wuming noticed Ye Zhiyu's worry and said, "I will definitely meet."

Even after getting Feng Wuming's promise, Ye Zhiyu was still a little worried.

If something really happened, how could Feng Wuming completely protect Xiaofengtuan and Xiaojiu.

The future is simply bleak.

Ye Zhiyu couldn't recover from his worried mood, so he could only speed up the physical contact with Feng Wuming.

Let’s accumulate enough spiritual power first.

Feng Wuming was caught off guard. He felt a numbness in the place where he had been touched, and the strangeness deep in his heart became more and more obvious.

Even though he kept telling himself in his mind that this was just a conventional treatment method, he couldn't help but look at Ye Zhiyu frequently.

(End of this chapter)