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

Chapter 48 Adjusting Therapy
The situation in the chess game is not very clear.

Even a person like Ye Zhiyu, who was not good at chess, could see that the national master would definitely lose.

Heizi has made irreversible progress from the beginning. No matter what the national master does, it is just a fight between trapped beasts.

"That's it."

The national master pushed the chess game forward and looked up at Ye Zhiyu: "I have rarely seen a woman like you. I wonder if you would like to become my teacher?"

Proficient in medical skills, he is also proficient in Feng Shui metaphysics, and he is also smart.

Ye Zhiyu is a very good plastic talent.

Ye Zhiyu shook his head: "Thank you so much for your love, Imperial Master, but one disciple cannot defeat two masters."

She always thinks about her master in modern times.

If the master hadn't rescued her when she was young, the grass on her grave might have been several feet high.

Even if I can't find a way to go back now.

The Imperial Master did not force it, but just sighed: "Sure enough, it is fate."

When the door to the attic was closed behind him, Ye Zhiyu finally took off all his guard.

Now she can be regarded as having a clear path in front of the Imperial Preceptor. If the incident comes to light one day, she should be able to rely on her friendship with the Imperial Preceptor to ask for protection for the two children.

This feeling of putting the handle in the hands of others is really not good. Xiaofengtuan should be cured of his fever as soon as possible and return to the Valley of Miracle Doctors.

Ye Zhiyu followed the people arranged by Feng Wuming to the corridor outside the palace. After walking a few steps, he saw a carriage in front of him.

Feng Wuming was wearing court clothes and standing beside the car, with the jade trees facing the wind and the wind flowing gracefully.

Ye Zhiyu hesitated for a few steps and stepped forward.

Feng Wuming turned back, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

Ye Zhiyu came to the car and was about to speak when he was interrupted by Feng Wuming: "Let's go back first."

Ye Zhiyu got on the carriage and found a corner to sit down.

The space in this carriage is really awkward.

It's just right for one person, but a bit cramped for two people.

And two people sitting together will inevitably have some physical contact.

As soon as Feng Wuming got on the carriage, he sat far away from Ye Zhiyu.

Ye Zhiyu, who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to gather more spiritual power, was a little disappointed, but Feng Wuming was really making a fuss out of a molehill.

She just touches it and won't do anything excessive.

After the carriage swayed out of the palace, Feng Wuming finally found the opportunity to ask,
"What's going on with the Imperial Master?"

Ye Zhiyu was a little sad: "In the future, I can no longer tell other people's fortunes casually."

Even though he had already guessed, Feng Wuming still couldn't help but sarcastically say: "I have warned you not to take things too seriously, but you just started to get carried away with your little tricks."

"Fortunately, the National Master reminded me this time, otherwise I would have made a big mistake in the future."

Ye Zhiyu nodded throughout and sat very quietly in the corner.

The rest of the words went around in his mouth, and Feng Wuming felt a little awkward: "I said that I will take good care of you and your child, so you don't have to worry too much."

Hearing this, Ye Zhiyu's expression became more melancholy and he glanced at Feng Wuming.

Feng Wuming's current protection is based on all unknown circumstances. If he knew that Wang Xiao'e was equal to Ye Zhiyu, he might be the first to drag her out and kill her with a stick.

During the rest of the journey, Ye Zhiyu remained silent throughout the entire journey, leaning against the car wall with his eyes closed to relax.

The two bodies came into inevitable contact with the shaking of the carriage, but there was no hint of ambiguity brewing.

Feng Wuming also closed his eyes and rested on the spot, but unconsciously focused on Ye Zhiyu.

Today's Queen Mother controls almost most of the power in the court.
The opportunities for the little emperor to go to court became less and less. Even if he went to court, he would just sit in a wheelchair and be a puppet, without even a little power in his hands.If this continues, the entire imperial court will be in the hands of that woman, the Queen Mother.

This will be a great disaster for the entire world.

And he must cure the poison in his body as soon as possible before he can resist the Queen Mother woman.

Back to the mansion.

Ye Zhiyu came to the wing and saw two little dumplings flying kites with a few personal guards.

Xiaofeng Tuan sat on the swing and kept clapping her hands.

Xiaojiu finally showed a bit of childishness and said a few words to her sister from time to time.

This picture is really too beautiful, and beauty is like a dream to Ye Zhiyu.

So no matter what happens, she must keep this beauty and her two children!
Xiaofengtuan and Xiaojiu saw Ye Zhiyu, and the two dumplings rushed into Ye Zhiyu's arms one after the other.

"Mom, where have you been today? I miss you very much."

"Mama Zhang left some snacks for me in the kitchen. I specially left them for my mother."

"Mom, I learned a set of sword skills today, and now I will show you!"

Ye Zhiyu held the two children in his arms and stroked their soft hair, which was as soft as newborn animals. He became more determined to keep them safe!

Ye Zhiyu knocked on Feng Wuming's door as before and placed the silver needles on the table one by one.

Feng Wuming had already finished bathing and was about to take off his clothes and lie on the bed.

Ye Zhiyu stepped forward with a silver needle and stopped Feng Wuming's movements: "Your Majesty, why do you need to take off your clothes?"

Feng Wuming, who was asked, stopped and said, "No need?"

I had taken off my clothes before.

Ye Zhiyu shook his head: "My lord, did you not hear clearly what I just said?"

Why does this toxin still escape into the brain?

Feng Wumingzi's face was ashen: "What did you tell me just now? I didn't hear a word clearly."

"The civilian woman said that the prince's disease has begun to show results, and the treatment methods must be changed!" Ye Zhiyu increased his volume this time and looked at Feng Wuming with suspicion again.

She knew that although the method of using poison to overcome poison was effective, the side effects were too great.

Feng Wuming put on his clothes again without expression.

Ye Zhiyu pricked several important acupuncture points with silver needles and stretched out his hands to massage them.

"Is this the end?"

Feng Wuming waited for a long time but couldn't wait for Ye Zhiyu's next move and couldn't help but ask.

Ye Zhiyu was a little surprised: "Your Majesty, you don't believe in the medical skills of civilian women?"

I didn't expect this bitch to want to kill the donkey so quickly.

Feng Wuming's face was ashen and he waved his hand: "Not really, it's just that I am a little curious. After all, the previous treatment methods were very..."

Compared with the previous treatment methods, this time's treatment really lacks too many steps.

If it weren't for his physical condition clearly getting better, he would have really suspected that Ye Zhiyu was perfunctory with him.

Ye Zhiyu understood and placed his hand on Feng Wuming's dantian: "Did the prince say that this step was missing?"

Feng Wuming was speechless.

Ye Zhiyu made no next move and retracted his hand: "The civilian woman just said that the prince's current condition is very good, and the treatment methods need to be changed. So the prince did not listen to the doctor's instructions carefully?"

(End of this chapter)