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

Chapter 7 Actually has spiritual power

"Your Majesty has a broad heart, and the women of the common people are very grateful!" Ye Zhiyu also had to thank the big bad guy who bullied the two babies.

Ye Yushi was relieved to see that the two little babies were fine.

Ye Zhiyu thought of the black mist she had just seen. She knew that Yushi Ye was not a heinous person, so she kindly reminded her, "Sir, there is a black air above your head. Is there anyone in the house who is insane and talks nonsense all day long?"

Ye Yushi looked stunned and couldn't believe it, "How could the miracle doctor know?"

"I once learned a few tricks from a Taoist priest. I helped people read Feng Shui to ward off evil spirits and earn some money to support the family."

Ye Yushi was shocked. He originally wanted to ask the Imperial Master to come forward to exorcise the evil spirits, but there were too many twists and turns, so he must not be able to invite him.

Since the miracle doctor in front of him accurately told the situation in his house, he must be really capable.

"Your Majesty, can you, your miraculous doctor, please go to my house and have a look? If you can drive away the evil spirits and restore my wife's sanity, I will be willing to work as a cow or a horse after I leave the official position to repay the prince's benevolence." Ye Yushi's old eyes flashed. A few cents in dividends.

Feng Wuming looked over with unwavering eyes, glanced at Ye Yushi, and fixed on Ye Zhiyu's face, "Are you willing to go?"

Exorcising evil spirits is not something that ordinary Taoist priests can do.

This village woman has already received [-] gold. She can just treat his poisoning at home. Why take the risk?
It's okay if it succeeds, but what if things don't backfire and you die?
But as the regent, Feng Wuming couldn't say anything for a village woman.

A smart person will definitely not agree.

"Doctors are benevolent, and Taoists also care about the people of the world. Don't refuse to ask for a miracle doctor. If the evil spirits can be driven away this time, I am willing to offer the ancestral tea house as a thank you gift." Ye Yushi said sincerely.

The Ye family's tea house in Liangshan sends tea to the palace every year, and dignitaries in the capital even ask for tea with huge sums of money.

If Ye Zhiyu takes over the tea house, he will have a place to go after leaving the Regent's Palace, and he will have a stable income every year.

She couldn't help but think about it.

"Okay, in that case I will go to your house and have a look." Ye Zhiyu pretended not to understand the hint in Feng Wuming's eyes and agreed.

Feng Wuming's eyes darkened a bit, and when Yu Shi thanked him, he issued an order to expel the guests.Ye Yushi walked away, Feng Wuming glanced at Ye Zhiyu, and said in a low voice, "The miracle doctor is really good at curing diseases and catching ghosts."

“With two families’ worth of money, aren’t you afraid of capsizing your boat in the gutter and losing your life?”

Ye Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing.

Feng Wuming didn't want someone in his house to have anything to do with Ye Yushi.

She quickly said respectfully, "In the eyes of common women, the only important thing is to treat the prince, and the rest is just a matter of effort."

"Your Majesty, before I go to the Censor's Mansion, can I give you acupuncture again?"

Take the blood by the way and restore some spiritual power.

Feng Wuming looked at this village woman who was always nice and obedient.

I always feel that she is not as simple as she seems.

Not only are his medical skills superior to those of the veteran Chinese doctors at Tai Hospital, but every session of acupuncture can make people feel soothed.

Feng Wuming happened to be tired these days, so he let her into the inner room.

The room was still deserted, and the incense burner exuded the aroma of cold wood.

Ye Zhiyu took out the needle pack and now burned it on an oil lamp for disinfection. The two little guys sat at the table and watched obediently.

Feng Wuming sat beside the bed with an expressionless face.

Feeling his displeased gaze, Ye Zhiyu fiddled with the silver needle and said with a smile, "If this matter had been dealt with by other relatives of the emperor, they would definitely not care about the affairs of a little censor. The regent is still aware of the righteousness of the little girl. Very impressed."

(End of this chapter)